The Mad Hooligan Chronicles
Ours, of course!
Editor’s note: Actually, it’s the dog’s. She’s pretty good at getting the chair when she wants it.
Quotes of the Day
A house that does not have one warm, comfy chair in it is soulless. 25 more words
3 days, 13 hours
Radiating Blossom ~ Flowers & Words
Now I become myself. It’s takenTime, many years and places;I have been dissolved and shaken,Worn other people’s faces,Run madly, as if Time were there, 170 more words
3 weeks, 1 day
The ‘retreat -in the garden- wish’ began in earnest this summer, when I saw Prince Charles’ Sanctuary building at Highgrove, set in a small arboretum away from the path – tiny and mysterious. 293 more words
~ May Sarton
I ran a 5K with my eleven year old daughter yesterday morning, and surprisingly won my age group–a first for me, for sure! 187 more words
Here is my heart song and counting
Maybe she had visions of grandeur,
Or maybe she was just re dressing old steps,
previously taken in some life she had lived but failed to remember. 327 more words
1 month, 2 weeks
Autumn. Every autumn has always reminded me of every other autumn, probably because, for so long, my year began in September with the start of school. 594 more words
Artist of the Everyday
In ancient times cats were worshiped as gods;
they have not forgotten this.
Time spent with a cat is never wasted.
~May Sarton~ 86 more words
1 month, 4 weeks