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from "The Sojourner"

The twilight border between sleep and waking was a Roman one this morning: splashing fountains and arched, narrow streets, the golden lavish city of blossoms and age-soft stone. 45 palabras más

Reading Horizons.

The town itself is dreary; not much is there except the cotton mill, the two-room houses where the workers live, a few peach trees, a church with two colored windows, and a miserable main street only a hundred yards long. 87 palabras más


Sunday reading catch up including PURITY by Jonathan Franzen

But first, looky here:

This is what I saw in The Age Sunday Life magazine this morning. Nice!

This is what I cooked last night. I don’t think anyone can make a better spaghetti marinara than me. 1.612 palabras más


First Post

Originally I was going to set up this blog before my trip to Alaska but that didn’t happen.  So I am setting it up now and will recount my trip based on pictures and notes I kept. 71 palabras más

Carson McCullers

In The Halls Of The Heart

“How can the dead be truly dead when they are still walking in my heart?”

– Clock Without Hands, Carson McCullers

(The quote is from the book that I’m reading at the moment.)

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Wedding Bells

On August 15, my handsome, intelligent, exciting boyfriend got down on one knee and presented me with a beautiful ring and asked me to be his wife! 1.492 palabras más

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