Writing is reporting what we saw after the vision has left us. It is catching the fish which the tide has left far up on our shores in the low and depressed places. --John Burroughs Image © Adityamadhav83 with CCLicense
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Quote for Today: Colleen Hoover
Imagine all the people you meet in your life. There are so many. They come in like waves, trickling in and out with the tide. Some waves are much bigger and make more of an impact than others. Sometimes the waves bring with them things from deep in the bottom of the sea and they … Continue reading Quote for Today: Colleen Hoover
Quote for Today: Margaret Atwood
The structure of the house was hierarchical, with my grandfather at the top, but its secret life - the life of pie crusts, clean sheets, the box of rags in the linen closet, the loaves in the oven - was female. The house, and all the objects in it, crackled with static electricity; undertows washed … Continue reading Quote for Today: Margaret Atwood
Quote for Today: William Faulkner
We have a few old mouth-to-mouth tales; we exhume from old trunks and boxes and drawers letters without salutation or signature, in which men and women who once lived and breathed are now merely initials or nicknames out of some now incomprehensible affection which sound to us like Sanskrit or Chocktaw; we see dimly … Continue reading Quote for Today: William Faulkner
Quote for Today: James Loewen
Many African societies divide humans into three categories: those still alive on the earth, the sasha, and the zamani. The recently departed whose time on earth overlapped with people still here are the sasha, the living-dead. They are not wholly dead, for they still live in the memories of the living, who can call them … Continue reading Quote for Today: James Loewen
My Feathered Friends: Party Shoes and Nesting Shoes
Turning old shoes into pieces of art sounded like fun; I had no idea it would also be therapeutic. Last weekend's Walk in My Shoes Soirée saw the debut of my Party Shoes and Nesting Shoes, two pairs of my old shoes converted into art objects. The process made me reflect on my life... from … Continue reading My Feathered Friends: Party Shoes and Nesting Shoes
Quote for Today: Sarah Jio
My eyes blinked like a camera shutter clicking through the frames of my life, except the images were mismatched and haphazard: a ragged-looking doll with a rose-colored dress; crocheted white baby mittens, slightly unraveled; a row of tulips, vibrant red; Rex's smile; a rusty weather vane whirling in the wind. My eyelids fluttered, fighting … Continue reading Quote for Today: Sarah Jio
