Christmas as a metaphor for life

“Shall we liken Christmas to the web in a loom? There are many weavers, who work into the pattern the experience of their lives. When one generation goes, another comes to take up the weft where it has been dropped. The pattern changes as the mind changes, yet never begins quite anew. At first, we are not sure that we discern the pattern, but at last we see that, unknown to the weavers themselves, something has taken shape before our eyes, and that they have made something very beautiful, something which compels our understanding.”

—Earl W. Count, 4,000 Years of Christmas

This beautiful and glorious season begins . . .

Daylilies

The Earth Laughs in Flowers

—Ralph Waldo Emerson

Father's Day

This photo was taken on Father's Day 1993. We went to church, and then to breakfast at The Paddle Wheel, a local Greek diner where we knew we could take the boys and no one would frown on the crumbs left in our wake. They also served pretty good pancakes. Now they weren't Daddy's pancakes, but he deserved a break on this day.

"To her the name of father was another name for love."

— Fanny Fern

Be the Heroine

"Above all, be the heroine of your life, not the victim."
—Nora Ephron

A good thought to end the day with . . .

Phosphorescence

“Phosphorescence. Now there’s a word to lift you hat to . . . to find that phosphorescence, that light within, that’s the genius behind poetry.”
—Emily Dickinson

Painting, sculpture, photography, music, writing, oratory . . . I think it's the genius behind any form of art.

Happy New Year

There are years that ask questions and years that answer.
—Zora Neale Hurston

I hope this year will provide me with a lot of answers. That's what I always wish for, but I always end up with more questions.

Health and peace!