by Emily DickinsonForever – is composed of Nows –‘Tis not a different time –Except for Infiniteness –And Latitude of Home –From this – experienced Here –Remove the Dates – to These –Let Months dissolve in further Months –And Years – exhale in Years –Without Debate – or Pause –Or Celebrated Days –No different Our Years would beFrom Anno Dominies –
{Wow. Thinking on this poem today. Isn’t it lovely and full of food for thought?}
21. a little boy that says “blue” for glue. “Can you blue this for me?” Be still my heart.
22. sound of rain on the windshield.
23. simple dates over spicy sandwiches, no place to be, just laughing and catching up.
24. that the voting ads are going to now stop filling up our mailbox. Ha. Today is election day in the US.
25. enjoying listening to Shakespeare’s Henry V with my older children, the film adaptation with Kenneth Branaugh has some inspiring scenes. We’ve had some fantastic discussions, laughs, and love the, “Once more until the breach dear friends, once more” speech.
26. my daughter’s hamster face sticking out of our wooden play castle!
27. four, fluffy, new deep purple bath towels.
28. listening and dancing to different soundtracks.
29. reading Green Eggs and Ham for the first time again.
30. my biggest boy sitting in front of fire, sketching a trebuchet.
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A.M. Pine - Hearth Ridge Reflections 