This world is just a little place, just the red in the sky, before the sun rises, so let us keep fast hold of hands, that when the birds begin, none of us be missing. — Emily Dickinson
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@ant-soul
This world is just a little place, just the red in the sky, before the sun rises, so let us keep fast hold of hands, that when the birds begin, none of us be missing. — Emily Dickinson
And look where my hand was.
There aren’t any bugs at the mall.
“You can’t mar the table for your OCD!”
When I polish the brazen pan I hear a creature laugh afar In the gardens of a star, And from his burning presence run Flaming wheels of many a sun. Whoever makes a thing more bright, He is an angel of all light. When I cleanse this earthen floor My spirit leaps to see Bright garments trailing over it, A cleanness made by me. Purger of all men’s thoughts and ways, With labor do I sound Thy praise, My work is done for Thee. Whoever makes a thing more bright, He is an angel of all light. Therefore let me spread abroad The beautiful cleanness of my God.
— Anna Hempstead Branch
Fear Not the Night
By Robert Nathan Be not afraid because the sun goes down; It brings the sunset and the plover’s cry. Before the colors of the evening drown, The stars will make new colors in the sky. Night is no enemy. She passes by, And shows us silence for our own heart’s good; For while we sleep, the roses multiply, The little tree grows taller in the wood. Fear not the night; the morning follows soon. Each has his task to make the earth more fair. It is by these, by midnight and by noon, That she grows riper and her orchards bear. Her fields would wither in a sun too bright; They need the darkness too. Fear not the night.
It’s a world eat world world out there.
The problem is that although it is an eating world, we always want to eat too much.
Today I saw a red fox tote her kit across a road and I heard the first cicadas.
57 for the ask game
do you take shampoo and conditioner bottles from hotels?
No no, I take my own shampoo and conditioner to the hotels. 😄
The summer tanager is indeed my bird of the day. I saw one in a tree nearby as I was watering one of my gardens. It was watching me.
He’s got so much he wishes he could say.
Prince.
What do you want for Christmas?
Is your hips that bad?
I’m in the market for a breathable weighted blanket.