tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49870713434717850082024-03-08T09:07:55.831-08:00my teatime reading....Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987071343471785008.post-6395130660915138692020-05-04T09:08:00.000-07:002020-05-04T09:20:24.373-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">
"When despair grows in me<br />
and I wake in the night at the least sound<br />
in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be,<br />
I go and lie down where the wood drake<br />
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.<br />
I come into the peace of wild things<br />
who do not tax their lives with forethought<br />
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.<br />
And I feel above me the day-blind stars<br />
waiting for their light. For a time<br />
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free."</div>
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<span style="font-family: "im fell french canon sc";">~Wendell Berry</span></div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987071343471785008.post-13211675104938523452016-05-25T14:05:00.005-07:002020-05-04T09:12:14.190-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;"> It is what you read when you don’t have to that determines what you will be when you can’t help it.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;"> –Oscar Wilde</span></span></div>
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