What are Heavy? by Christina Rossetti
What are heavy? Sea-sand and sorrow;
What are brief? Today and tomorrow;
What are frail? Spring blossoms and youth;
What are deep? The ocean and truth.
Island O' Dreams
Sunday, March 1, 2015
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
Wisdom's Ways
If wisdom's ways you wisely seek
Five things observe with care:
Of whom you speak--to whom you speak
And how--and when--and where.
Five things observe with care:
Of whom you speak--to whom you speak
And how--and when--and where.
Wednesday, January 16, 2013
Science Activity
We recently made alum "crystals"! It was a very simple and enjoyable science project.
If you look really carefully, you can see the "crystal." |
Wednesday, January 9, 2013
Christmas 2012
White Christmas |
Opening gifts |
Dad |
Dad with the blanket I crocheted for him. :) |
Visiting |
New cologne! |
My brother playing legos with my sons! |
New coat! |
Daddy holding the "baby"! |
Wednesday, January 2, 2013
The Road Not Taken
The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I marked the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I marked the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Robert Frost
Saturday, December 8, 2012
November 12, 2012
On November 12th, Josh turned 12!
12 year old :)
Josh blowing out his candles.
Brothers
I love my "baby" so much!
Yummy cake!
Justin is pretending the cake tastes nasty!
Eating
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