Lovely entry.
And yes, I know about the poppies. and I think it is a wonderful tribute to those who sacrificed so much, through the image of a beautiful flower with deep meaning.
Btw, I was born in 1943, a year before you.
Lovely entry.
And yes, I know about the poppies. and I think it is a wonderful tribute to those who sacrificed so much, through the image of a beautiful flower with deep meaning.
Btw, I was born in 1943, a year before you.
Our library offers language classes for immigrant parents as well as financial education.
There's tutoring for all ages at the library. There's computer classes. There's story time for the younger ones.
I love the monthly puppet shows; they teach children how to use the marionettes and then they do a monthly performance.
I loved Vincent Price, just rented the Pit and the Pendulum to watch again. I heard it read at a Poe event, I came home and read it again myself then watched. It brought back some cool memories of watching Vincent Price with my friends.
Nature is what brings me joy. Sunrise when walking through the Australian bush each morning.
Especially those cool mornings after rain, a million glistening spider webs adorn the bushes, every strand coated with a rain drop glistening in the morning sun.
The sight of a mob of kangaroos standing perfectly still hoping I’ll pass on by without noticing them. Then suddenly they take flight, the sounds of their hopping echoing through the still morning air.
The sound of Kookaburras laughing as my dog and I pass by their gum tree. I shout a “good morning to you too” welcome.
No matter how I’m feeling or whatever is worrying me, a walk in nature always lifts my spirits and gives me joy.
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