January 2012
10 posts
Happiness is essentially a state of going somewhere, wholeheartedly, one-directionally, without regret or reservation
william h sheldon
“If you want to change the way people respond to you, change the way you respond...”
– Timothy Leary
“for whatever we lose (like a you or a me) its always ourselves we find at the...”
– e.e. cummings
December 2011
13 posts
“knowledge is a polite word for dead but not buried imagination”
– ee cummings
you know you're procrastinating from studying when...
you google “earth’s oldest rocks”
it doesn’t get much worse than that
i need to start studying
November 2011
29 posts
you know you're a dendrology student when...
you can’t walk across your room without stepping on a twig … and when you do step on a twig you feel sorry for it when you see both pieces not together anymore.
i can’t wait for this class to be over. and for my sanity to come back.
the childhood memories i keep in my pocket
It’s hot. The heat is making it hard to ride my bike faster than a slow creep. The time is a little after noon, but no one really cares. From where we are, we can hear our destination calling to us. None of us can wait to get there and taste the flavor of a journey well chosen. At this point we can’t ride anymore. The path is uneven, which makes walking difficult. Our destination isn’t marked,...
We walked through the city on streets and alleys of solid gold. The bottoms of our shoes were paving the way and we left only marks of solitude mixed with warm bodies. Our heads tilted down, but our eyes were lifted toward the sky. We were the last fallen leaves on a cold November night. We were the yellows and oranges of a dusk melted together with a violet sky. Every ounce of our steps was joy...
Monday October 24th
Dear Tess,
I’m still excited about your “bounce from the Plane”. Congratulations – I would have liked to include that on my agenda when Mike told me I could no longer drive any where I suggested to go up in one of those Chagrin Falls balloons. But he said – sorry – you’d never come down – so Tess, do it ALL
Love, Grandma Ethel
