14 Thursday Jan 2021
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11 Monday Jan 2021
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Just as the word “science” (scientia) means originally just knowledge and until the eighteenth century covered even theology (which was called the “mother of all sciences”), so natural philosophy (philosophia naturalis), which was also called physica or physiologia, covered the entire domain of the created world, ... Wikipedia
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07 Thursday Jan 2021
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Definition of heal: become sound or healthy again, alleviate a person’s distress or anguish.
Let us heal this beautiful country together!
Photograph: © James Currie. The typeface is Congress Elite. Olympia SM4.
06 Wednesday Jan 2021
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Fill power is a measure of the loft or “fluffiness” of a down product that is loosely related to the insulating value of the down. The higher the fill power, the more air a certain weight of the down can trap, and thus the more insulating ability the down will have. Fill power ranges from about 300 (in³/oz) for feathers to around 900 (in³/oz) for the highest quality goose down. from Wikipedia
I received a wonderful, dare I say sensual, down comforter for Christmas this year. It has a 950 fill power and weighs less than two pounds. It is meant for fall and spring camping but since my house is quite cold at night, I couldn’t resist using it for sleeping in my bed as well.
Unlike my old comforter that was heavy, rough and prickly from duck feather barbs protruding through the cotton covering, this quilt is light, soft and smooth. I love being enveloped by the luxury of its airiness and warmth.
I began to compare this feeling of the new comforter to being around certain types of people: Some individuals are light, optimistic and well, happy – I might want to hug them, to envelop myself in their positivity, to be in their orb, while others are dark, pessimistic and irritable – like the prickly duck feathers, I want to give them distance. In the New Year, I seek to spend my time with the lighter and more positive fowls.
Photograph: © Samantha Wolov
Model: Khrystyana Kazakova
03 Sunday Jan 2021
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Isn’t it nice to think that tomorrow is a new day with no mistakes in it. – L.M. Montgomery
So much for that New Year’s resolution!
Photograph © Joan Currie
01 Friday Jan 2021
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Yet all experience is an arch wherethrough
Gleams that untraveled world whose margin fades
Forever and forever as I move.
How dull it is to pause, to make an end,
To rust unburnished, not to shine in use!
Ulysses by Alfred Tennyson
A new beginning. And for a brief and shining moment, we know that all things are possible.
We will strive to carry that moment througout the New Year.
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31 Thursday Dec 2020
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“I said to the man who stood at the Gate of the Year,
‘Give me a light that I may tread safely into the unknown.’
And he replied, ‘Go out into the darkness,
and put you hand into the hand of God.
That shall be to you better than light,
and safer than a known way.’
May that Almighty hand guide and uphold us all.“
Spoken by King George VI at the end of his 1939
Christmas broadcast.
Amen.
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28 Monday Dec 2020
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In the little yard two paces beyond her, the man was washing himself, utterly unaware. He was naked to the hips, his velveteen breeches slipping down over his slender loins. And his white slim back was curved over a big bowl of soapy water, in which he ducked his head, shaking his head with a queer, quick little motion, lifting his slender white arms, and pressing the soapy water from his ears, quick, subtle as a weasel playing with water, and utterly alone.
Lady Chatterley’s Lover by DH Lawrence
My List:
1. The way he builds a fire when he notices that I am getting chilly.
2. The way he lifts heavy things so I don’t have to.
3. The way he pulls the covers up to keep me warm during the night and how he moves his arm to let me snuggle in and put my head on his chest.
4. The way he takes me into his arms to dance around the room when he hears one of our favorite songs.
5. The way he smiles when I call him by his special name.
6. The way he gives me a bouquet of roses for no particular reason.
7. The way he puts his leg on a stool and dries it off after a shower.
8. The way he gently handles his old leather billfold so he can keep on using it.
9. The way he offers to get me something when he is going into the kitchen to fix something for himself.
10. The way he always takes my hand when we watch a movie or to steady me when we are hiking on a rough trail.
Hopefully 2021 will bring a man to me who has some of these qualities, or has a completely different set of beautiful qualities I have yet to imagine!
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26 Saturday Dec 2020
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Hope, Lauren DiMarco, Management by Objectives, New Year, Peter Drucker, Points of light, Precious moments, Sienna Benton
The best way to predict the future, is to create it. by Peter Drucker
This is the time of year that I start formulating my action list for the coming year. (Think a less intense, Management by Objectives by Peter Drucker.) And although it has been a bleak year by any standard, there have been many, many bright spots of happiness and sheer joy – made all the more intense against the pallor of the rest of the year. So it will be these precious moments that I will make an effort to capture in my list for 2021. Regardless of how the new year may be – these points of light are things that I can control.
Model: Lauren DiMarco
Photo: © Sienna Benton
24 Thursday Dec 2020
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When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
but a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny rein-deer,
with a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and call’d them by name:
“Now, Dasher! Now, Dancer! Now, Prancer, and Vixen!
“On, Comet! On, Cupid! On, Dunder and Blixem!
“To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
“Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!”
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky;
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew…
from Twas the Night Before Christmas by Clement C. Moore
I remember the giddiness and sheer thrill that Santa would be visiting my home on Christmas Eve! I knew exactly what doll he would be bringing me as I had sent a letter to the North Pole weeks earlier begging for one and had been especially good so I couldn’t conceive of any other outcome – especially not the lump of coal reserved for naughty children!
I chose the best-decorated sugar cookies for Santa and placed them along with a glass of milk by the fireplace. The obligatory carrots were set out for the reindeer. Rudolph was my favorite, of course!
My Mother did a wonderful recitation of Twas the Night before Christmas and then it was off to bed. I listened for Santa’s sleigh for what seemed like hours, determined to see him, but alas, I fell right to sleep and never did.
I wish children everywhere, St. Nick believers or not, the Christmas of their dreams!
Twas the Night Before Christmas narrated by Michael Buble´
Satin & Sand 