"For us, our house is not insentient matter—it has a heart, and a soul, and eyes to see us with; and approvals, and solicitudes, and deep sympathies; it is of us, and we are in its confidence, and live in its grace and in the peace of its benediction. We never come home from an absence that its face does not light up and speak out its eloquent welcome—and we can not enter it unmoved."
—Mark Twain, 1896
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Thursday, April 15, 2010

Is the sky falling???

We are under a storm filled sky today even though it’s “clear and sunny” per all the powers that be. The sky here is gray, and the air is a crisp white as it catches my breath with just a hint of rain permeating the senses, but then what do I know?

This is the kind of day that makes a working stiff want to call in sick, start a fire and grab a book, good or not. It may be ‘clear and sunny’ on the horizon in the box where the little people live, but at this point in time, it’s a cup of hot tea, an afghan throw, and the continued mishaps of Flavia de Luce. Ok, a little of this and a little of that as well, while I wait for the clear and sunny part of this day to show-up.
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