Uncapping My Cyber Highlighter August 13, 2012
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It’s been a while since I uncapped my cyber highlighter to point a spotlight around at posts I’ve enjoyed.
Here are a few worth a view:
Fully Fitted Freight @ Thoughts From Finchley ~ proof of magic on the rails even when the destination is not Hogwart’s School of Witches and Wizardry.
Top Ten Apps for Food Lovers @ Agrigirl’s Blog ~ these apps are right up my cyber alley . . . and I don’t even have a Smart Phone.
The Significant Others @ Candid Impressions ~ a beautiful reminder that we are most significant to others when we recognize their singular significance.
Ready for Post Olympic Letdown? @ Breathelighter ~ Debra’s attitude, more than anything else, affects the successful outcome of her uplifting posts.
Stay tuned! More soon.
In the meantime, keep breathing (and reading).
Aah . . . that’s better!
There is creative reading as well as creative writing. ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
Dawn? . . . {{yawn}} August 13, 2012
Posted by nrhatch in Humor, Life Balance, Magick & Mystery.comments closed
Time demonstrated its peculiar prowess this summer.
Dragging sloth-like from moment to moment while traversing corresponding weeks and months at super sonic speeds.
Rather like a roller-coaster ride that’s slow on the uptake but over before you know it.
The two months since we convened for our family reunion have passed by in a blur of celebration, illness, death, planning, organizing, sorting, surgery, pain, recuperation, packing, loading, moving, and getting resettled into a life with an entirely new rhythm.
Despite the fleet feet of recent weeks, the daylight hours often seem interminable.
* Minutes prodding seconds to stop dilly-dallying.
* Hours admonishing minutes to move along.
* Hands at a complete standstill. A dead crawl. Determined strikers picketing the passage of time.
Nights, in contrast, seem far too short.
Heads no sooner comfortable on pillows when cocks and cock-eyed optimists start crowing that dawn is breaking.
Morn has arrived. Again.
Dawn? . . . {{yawn}}
Coffee? . . . please!
Aah . . . that’s better!
Spirit Lights The Way 