Thursday, December 30, 2010

Puppy Love

What do we want from relationships?
I think most of us want someone or something that make us feel good about ourselves, that make us feel like we are the center of someone's universe. Do you have someone that makes you feel that way?That you are their center, their core. A significant other? A daughter? A son? A parent? A sib? A friend? Often times relationships start that way, but somewhere along the line they fizzle out. The newness wears off. The effort is no longer put forth. Budgetary concerns, time and distance strain it. Too often we end up feeling secondary to almost everything, other people, sports, jobs, etc. I think that's why animals are so important in our lives. They give us unconditional love. It doesn't matter to them if we aren't at our best, have gained a few pounds, aren't sterling conversationalist or dress to impress.
Maybe there's something to be said for puppy love after all.

Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Cassandra's Eyes


She always did take everything in,
Possessing as she does
The power to gaze upon our landscape
And find a port of entry that is
Hidden to the rest of us.

She takes it all in,
Every calamitous exhale,
Every furtive misgiving,
Every desperately hushed moan.
She takes it all and sets a torch to it.
And waves the roasting embers in front of us,
Intending to sear our cataractic vision.

She thinks she can reach
Through our blurry headed
Notions and find some insight,
Some purpose, some justified end
For all the meanness that
Permeates our vision.

She finds us wearing disguises
Carefully constructed to reveal
The dry river bed of our tears,
The ragged bark of our tongues,
The slick porcelain of our skins.

Cassandra sets her sights on next week
And goes about her business of grinding optic lenses.
Such optimism can only be the
Result of chronic reverse miosis.
Mike Cox

Monday, December 27, 2010

Post-Christmas


Well all the two-legged guests have left. Christmas was cut a bit short because of the weather. My son and his wife were going to NY for the holidays and had to leave before brunch because of the weather Christmas day. Then my brother and his significant other left directly after the brunch because of the weather.
I had my lovely daughter for an entire week. One which passed much too quickly. We dropped her off at the airport today. She was headed for Minnesota and 40 inches of snow. Burr...Since, she was flying she was limited on what she could take back. She did, however, manage to cram all her chocolate in her carry on:) I will miss her and miss having my own personal chef. I'm the nuke queen. I'll nuke a vegee entree and call it dinner. My daughter is a bit of a gourmand. While she was here I quickly got spoiled. She fixed one Thai meal, a blackberry cobbler and for Christmas dinner homemade tomato soup and gourmet grilled cheese on sourdough bred with pears and caramelized onions. She even notched up the scrambled eggs:) I probably won't eat as well again until her next visit. Miss you, baby girl.
Now we just have my son's dog and cat, along with our six cats and dog, which has been quite exciting.
But enough about me, how did you spend Christmas? Hope it was wondrous.


Sunday, December 26, 2010

Another White Christmas in NC



I was going to load more pics but the camera died. sigh. Heading outside to help the h shovel out.
Happy Holidays

Friday, December 24, 2010

Merry Christmas


Wishing each and everyone a Christmas filled with wonder, close friends, family, and delight.

Saturday, December 18, 2010

Poinsetta Myth and Legend


This beautiful flower originated in Mexico. Around it myths and legend abound.
The myth that has recently been busted is that they're poisonous. Until just a few days ago, I thought they were poisonous. In fact, you can still find them listed on some animal poison lists. If an animal ingests a whole plant it can make them sick but its not fatal. The label of poisonous originated when a young girl was misdiagnosed with poisoning from a poinsettia in 1919.
The poinsettia was named for Mr. Joel Poinsett, an ambassador to Mexico, who was quite taken with the plants and sent them to his greenhouse in South Carolina.
Legend has it that a poor child had nothing to give Christ on his birthday but a bouquet of weeds and when he approached the altar the weeds were transformed into brilliant crimson blooms.
The Aztecs used the leaves for dye.
And today...we give them to friends to let them know we care and place them on our mantel and marvel at their beauty.
Happy Holidays.

Monday, December 6, 2010

Francis P, Church


The last two posts are my favorite paragraphs from Francis Church's famous editorial published in The New York Sun on September 21, 1897 in response to young Virginia O'Hanlon. She had originally ask her father if Santa Claus was real and her father responded, ' if you see it in The Sun its so.' So she wrote to the Sun and asked 'Please tell me the truth, is there a Santa Claus?'

Francis Church answered her letter. He was a lead editorial writer for The New York Sun, a paper owned by his brother. Mr. Church was also a war correspondent during the civil war. Church was born in 1839 and died in 1906 without any children.

What amazes me about his reply was that it contained so much heart. This was no cut and dry editorial. He must have had unshakeable faith in the innate good of mankind to respond as he did. And how can you do anything but believe after reading it?

Yes, Virginia,


No Santa Claus! Thank God! he lives and lives forever. A thousand years from now, Virginia, nay 10 times 10,000 years from now, he will continue to make glad the heart of childhood.

Sunday, December 5, 2010

"Yes, Virginia,


there is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy. Alas! how dreary would be the world if there were no Santa Claus! It would be as dreary as if there were no Virginias. There would be no childlike faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence. We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sight. The eternal light with which childhood fills the world would be extinguished."
Frances P. Church

Thursday, December 2, 2010

Christmas


Christmas waves a magic wand over this world, and behold, everything is softer and more beautiful. Norman Vincent Peale

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

24 Shopping Days Till Christmas

Christmas won't be Christmas without any presents.
Louisa May Alcott

Its December 1. Where are you with your Christmas Shopping?
Just starting?
Almost done?
Finished?
Or waiting till Christmas Eve?
I'm embarrassed to say I've barely started. I just haven't been bitten by the Christmas bug. We don't even have our tree up yet. blush blush. Hope you're doing better than I am.