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Exists a beauty in wisdom. Rises as flowing ribbons caught on a current to faraway valleys, mountains; streams forth to curry favor in prestigious courts; extolled before regal presences of princes, queens, kings of new recanting values stored in urns old, as ‘apples of gold’ spoken treasures. Mortal man of various hues of earthen clay, … More Wisdom Divine
resplendent velvet petals nourished in sweet morning’s dew born refuse new. stems ripped by vacillating night gales in the wake of meritorious regales entwined on familial vines of salubrious redolent roses. splintered remnants drift floating a river flooded by petrified drops of liquefied terrors pitiably shared as rapid waves of insurgence rape naïve brilliance of … More The Avenue
Originally posted on Solsbury Hill: How does the first line of your manuscript stack up? Happy with it? Have you rewritten it so many times you’ve forgotten what your novel is about? Or conversely, did you come up with an opener so fantastic you rewrote your manuscript to make it fit? If any of this… via … More Does Your Novel’s First Line Measure Up? — Solsbury Hill
It’s about three weeks until our first CSA pickup for the season, and probably only two weeks until the pick-your-own strawberry patches open up, so I took the plunge and used the last bag of frozen strawberries, with the handful of rhubarb stalks I harvested from the backyard this week, and made some jam. As … More Strawberry-Rhubarb-Ginger Jam — Real Food Road
WORTHY OF LIFE enslaved to hollows excavated by trends emptiness echoes blackness within how does one weed out greedy feeds on ravenous desires sinful? or out distance pressuring peers who do spin one’s world towards treacherous bends no longer thrilling but vengeful? will I skip happily free if traveling alone straight paths even if sunshine … More Worthy of Life
Death tramples only withered old oaks, weeping willows of wearied widows, not airborne arrogant, boastful bold wealthy wizards or brilliant talents sporting gold? No, this starving steed hurries greedily in pursuit of newborns, youth, great, small, you, me all consumed as heat of his travels gravel aggravates at irrepressible seen speed or stealthily, leisurely in … More REALLY?
Be Wrathful but… Hi! Read this scripture this and thought you might enjoy this reminder. Especially since we have those moments when we want our tongue to whip someone into shape–after their instigation, of course 🙂 Yet, really, we know this isn’t the best way to handle it. And afterwards we may feel ashamed or … More Be Wrathful but….
“And like my son Noah on his bicycle, a good panna cotta is very wobbly.” via Gingerbread Panna Cotta — Discover Looks deliciously worth a try!
Sarah Menkedick reflects on the very different—and complementary—ways in which her mother and her stepmother have nurtured her. via Between Mom and Stepmom — Discover
Rwandan body language is fascinating. As someone born in England,where office handshakes are either hard, soft or damp squib, Rwandans, who love to shake hands, offer a new level of workplace sophistication when it comes to the handshake. The first thing to note is the frequency. Hands are shaken ad libitum and can be shaken […] … More A Rough Guide to the Various Forms of Rwandan Handshakes — Hey Loons
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