Ozark Oddments: Flowers on a Rainy Day...

Saturday, June 28, 2008

Flowers on a Rainy Day...

The severe weather that was being predicted most of yesterday “after midnight” for this area arrived here at about 2:30 this morning. And poor R stumbling around with a flashlight trying to shut windows to keep everything from getting drenched. It continued to rain off an on most of the morning, and the house was rather dark and gloomy, what with all the trees fully leafed out and the sun not shining. R went to the Farmer’s Market this morning to see if any fresh vegetables were available, and he came back with turnips, cucumbers, and a small zucchini. And a small bouquet of roses. A couple of the blooms – one deep crimson and the other, yellow in the center and pink at the edges – have the sweetest scent. Nothing quite like a rose. Thursday was our anniversary, and we enjoyed a good pizza for lunch at home, but it wasn’t quite the same not being able to go out on a special date. The roses were such a special surprise. A bright spot to draw my eye as I camp out on the couch working on papers.

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Thoughts to ponder

Most of us go through life so absorbed in the cocoon of ourselves that we rarely stop to consider the other. Of course, we think that we do; indeed, we may pride ourselves on our capacity for empathy; we may be considerate and thoughtful in our dealings with others, but how often do we stand before them. so to speak, and experience what it is to be them?--Domenica Macdonald

The Unbearable Lightness of Scones, by Alexander McCall
Smith

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Living is like tearing through a museum. Not until later do you really start absorbing what you saw, thinking about it, looking it up in a book, and remembering -- because you can't take it in all at once. --Audrey Hepburn

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I like living. I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow, but through it all, I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing.--Agatha Christie

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Life can be wildly tragic at times, and I've had my share. But whatever happens to you, you have to keep a slightly comic attitude. In the final analysis, you have got not to forget to laugh.--Katharine Hepburn

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One ought, every day at least, to hear a little song, read a good poem, see a fine picture, and, if it were possible, to speak a few reasonable words.”
― Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Wilhelm Meister's Apprenticeship

"Two people... told me that the word "Christian" would turn people off. I wouldn't mind if to be a Christian were accepted as being the dangerous thing which it is. I wouldn't mind if, when a group of Christians meet for bread and wine, we might well be interrupted and jailed for subversive activities. I wouldn't mind if, once again, we were being thrown to the lions. I do mind, desperately, that the word "Christian" means for so many people smugness, and piosity, and holier-than-thoughness. Who, today, can recognize a Christian because of "how those Christians love one another"?--Madeline L'Engle, "A Circle of Quiet"