The north wind dost blow
And we shall have snow!
But what about Robin, poor thing?
He'll hide in the barn
To keep himself warm,
And tuck his head under his wing...
Poor thing.
Nursery Rhyme
Tuesday 28 January 2014
Winter robin's nest
The north wind dost blow
And we shall have snow!
But what about Robin, poor thing?
He'll hide in the barn
To keep himself warm,
And tuck his head under his wing...
Poor thing.
Nursery Rhyme
Wednesday 22 January 2014
Wheat
"A friend is one to whom one may pour out the contents of one's heart, chaff and grain together, knowing that gentle hands will take and sift it, keep what is worth keeping, and with a breath of kindness, blow the rest away."
George Eliot
Monday 13 January 2014
Snowy fields
Chill airs and wintry winds! my ear
Has grown familiar with your song;
I hear it in the opening year,
I listen and it cheers me long.
Longfellow
Sunday 12 January 2014
Lamp
I have but one lamp by which my feet are guided, and that is the lamp of experience.
Patrick Henry
Tuesday 7 January 2014
A cup of tea
Brew me a cup for a winter's night.
For the wind howls loud, and the furies fight;
Spice it with love and stir it with care,
And I'll toast your bright eyes, my sweetheart fair.
From "A Night Cap", A Book of Toasts, 1902
by Minna Thomas Antrim
Thursday 2 January 2014
A Box of angels
I saw this box of discarded angels at the local thrift store. I couldn't quite decide why I found it interesting. It seemed very sad, so I decided to think about the words of a hymn instead:
When the songs of the angels is stilled.
When the star in the sky is gone.
When the king and the shepherds have found their way home,
The work of Christmas has begun.
From I am the Light of the World by Jim Strathdee.
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