A Rose by Any Other Name…
Just a heads up. You may notice on my blog and in comments on your blogs, that I’ve started using the name “Maery Rose”. Some people have already started addressing me that way so I figured I’d go with it.
Just a heads up. You may notice on my blog and in comments on your blogs, that I’ve started using the name “Maery Rose”. Some people have already started addressing me that way so I figured I’d go with it.
I have a post on Vision and Verb today that is a continuation of my thoughts from yesterday. I hope you’ll click on by and give it a read.Enjoy the rest of your week!
Whatever meaning This time of year holds for you Whether it’s entertaining Seeing your house become a zoo Or thinking of people lost And feeling kind of blue I wish for you love and peace In all your many days Whatever happens good or bad Remember, it’s only a faze Tomorrow’s a new day It’s…
Remember how aging used to be something you looked forward to? How when someone asked you how old you were, you proudly held up your fingers and were so excited when it was your birthday and one more finger raised the flag? At age five, you started school. At twelve, you were practically an adult….
“Instead of looking elsewhere for nourishment, we can live artistic, elegant lives, appreciating the details of our ordinary existence.” ~ “The Practice of Contemplative Photography,” Andy Karr, Michael Wood This week, I began reading the book “The Practice of Contemplative Photography, Seeing the World with Fresh Eyes” by Andy Karr and Michael Wood. I first…
I apologize if gardening isn’t your thing but I feel compelled to start off by giving a salad table update as the greens have taken off and can’t we all use a touch of green at this time of year? Indoors, the lettuces and kale don’t have the problem of getting leggy due to lack…
“Forgive the dead year. Forgive yourself. What will be wants To push through your fingers.” ~ Marge Piercy, “The head of the year” Forgive yourself… Isn’t [s]he the hardest person to forgive of all? I’m still waiting for her to make amends The future is not ours to see or to make or to bend…
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I knew that was you! A nice, new identity. Great!
I love it Maery!!!!!!!!!!!!!