Sooner or later we all discover that the important moments in life are not the advertised ones, not the birthdays, the graduations, the weddings, not the great goals achieved. The real milestones are less prepossessing. They come to the door of memory unannounced, stray dogs that amble in, sniff around a bit, and simply never leave.
--Susan B . Anthony.
Thursday, March 24, 2016
Springtime Leads to Gardening
It's that time of year again. After the cold winter months of hibernating in the recliner with books I yearn to dig in the dirt and see things growing again.
I hope to have potatoes and onions planted this week. We'll plant all the rest by the middle of April.
Monday, March 14, 2016
Quote of the Day
It may be that two souls meet and it is not destined that they are to be together in this world. They touch each other and part. They have other work to do. Yet the meeting can never be forgotten; it is ingrained on the soul itself.
--Reshad Field
Saturday, March 12, 2016
Quote of the Day
“The two greatest obstacles to democracy in the United States are, first the widespread delusion among the poor that we have a democracy, and second, the chronic terror among the rich, lest we get it.”
--Edward Dowling - Chicago Daily News, 28 July 1941
--Edward Dowling - Chicago Daily News, 28 July 1941
Jenna's 10th Birthday Party
The party had the Amazing Race theme so of course Dorothy made a gnome cake.
Jenna opens her presents from friends
Jenna (L) and her friends.
Quote of the Day
"A strong nation, like a strong person, can afford to be gentle, firm, thoughtful, and restrained. It can afford to extend a helping hand to others. It is a weak nation, like a weak person, that must behave with bluster and boasting and rashness and other signs of insecurity."
Jimmy Carter
Thursday, March 10, 2016
Quote of the Day
For too long we seem to have surrendered personal excellence and community value in the mere accumulation of material things. Our gross national product now is over 800 billion dollars a year, but that gross national product, if we judge the United States of America by that, that gross national product counts air pollution, and cigarette advertising, and ambulances to clear our highways of carnage. It counts special locks for our doors and the jails for people who break them. It counts the destruction of the redwoods and the loss of our natural wonder in chaotic squall. It counts Napalm, and it counts nuclear warheads, and armored cars for the police to fight the riots in our city. It counts Whitman's rifles and Speck's Knifes and the television programs which glorify violence in order to sell toys to our children. Yet, the gross national product does not allow for the health of our children, the quality of their education, or the joy of their play; it does not include the beauty of our poetry of the strength of our marriages, the intelligence of our public debate for the integrity of our public officials. It measures neither our wit nor our courage neither our wisdom nor our learning, neither our compassion nor our devotion to our country it measures everything in short except that which makes life worth while. And it can tell us everything about America except why we are proud that we are Americans.
--Robert F. Kennedy - 1968
Wednesday, March 09, 2016
Quote of the Day
I believe that banking institutions are more dangerous to our liberties than standing armies. If the American people ever allow private banks to control the issue of their currency, first by inflation, then by deflation, the banks and corporations that will grow up around the banks will deprive the people of all property until their children wake up homeless on the continent their fathers conquered.
-- Thomas Jefferson 1802
Monday, March 07, 2016
Quote of the Day
Most people live, whether physically, intellectually or morally, in a very restricted circle of their potential being. They make use of a very small portion of their possible consciousness, and of their soul’s resources in general, much like a man who, out of his whole bodily organism, should get into a habit of using and moving only his little finger.
-– William James
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