25 Saturday Aug 2012
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© Joan Currie
Clutter is the poetry of our homes. it is an intimate view that is not always perfect –
a few dishes in the sink, books piled next to the bed.
Everything in its place may give a certain satisfaction,
but a lived-in room exudes comfort and warmth.
by Mary Randolph Carter
I love being at home surrounded by the poetry of a well-lived and interesting life.
“be generous” card – Danielle LaPorte.
23 Thursday Aug 2012
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© Joan Currie
If you judge people, you have no time to love them.
Mother Teresa
Sometimes it is better to turn around and start again.
16 Thursday Aug 2012
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© Lauren DiMarco
As a rock star, I have two instincts, I want to have fun, and I want to change the world. I have a chance to do both. Bono
I am putting aside my rose colored glasses for rock star ones…
16 Thursday Aug 2012
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Lauren DiMarco in Vancouver © Joan Currie
Her memory from old habit of the mind
Went slipping back upon the golden days
In which she saw him first,…
from The Idylls of the King – Guinevere by Tennyson
I remember first seeing him standing in the doorway of the dockside restaurant.
09 Thursday Aug 2012
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The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. – Audrey Hepburn
What is it about love that makes it so wondrous, but over time, so impossible to preserve?
06 Monday Aug 2012
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© Joan Currie
When the rose is faded,
Memory may still dwell on
Her beauty shadowed,
And the sweet smell gone.
from When the Rose is Faded by Walter de la Mare
Tears came to my eyes when I found a keepsake box containing a pink sweetheart rose from my first prom corsage. It is lovely still!
30 Monday Jul 2012
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© Khrystyana Kazakova
…that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
from Ulysses by Lord Tennyson
Embrace your inner Olympian.
25 Wednesday Jul 2012
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© Joan Currie
I never heard
Of any true affection, but ’twas nipt
With care, that, like the caterpillar, eats
The leaves of the spring’s sweetest book, the rose.
by Middleton
I have a rose for every tender new dream.
19 Thursday Jul 2012
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I used to dream about escaping my ordinary life, but my life was never ordinary. I had simply failed to notice
how extraordinary it was. Likewise, I never imagined that home might be something I would miss.
Ransom Riggs
Taking less tentative steps forward…
17 Tuesday Jul 2012
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© Khrystyna Kazakova
What though the radiance which was once so bright
Be now for ever taken from my sight,
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower;
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind…
from Ode: Intimations of Immortality by William Wordsworth
Still searching for strength in the ruins of what was a beautiful life – rest in peace.
Satin & Sand 