Practically imperfect in every way. Start with a lot of silliness. Mix in some insecurities and a handful of awkwardness. Add a pound of naivety, innocence, and child-like wonderings. Blend well. Half-bake and top off with a sprinkle of imagination and dollop of dreams. It’s the recipe for me!
(more...)"Moral of the story: Do not look at the gap. The gap is the mind-killer. Remember how Wile E. Coyote never fell down until he saw the chasm? It’s just like that." --Taylor "Tei" Lindstrom, Rogue Ink
"I personally believe that U.S. Americans are unable to do so because, uh, some people out there in our nation don't have maps. And I believe that our education like, such as South Africa, and, the Iraq, everywhere like such as. And I believe that they should, our education over here in the U.S. should help the U.S., or should help South Africa, and should help the Iraq and the Asian countries, so we will be able to build up our future for our children."
--Caitlin Upton, Miss South Carolina Teen 2007
Jacob: "I need to operate on my frog, but first he needs some amnesia."
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I’ve had very bad luck with rhododendrons. Two attempts to grow the pretty little evergreen ended in failure at our last house. We planted a larger bush here at the new house last summer hoping that it would have a better start. Before fall, the leaves had turned crunchy yellow and brown. This spring, it looked no better, and I was sure it was a goner.
A week ago today, our high temperature here in Michigan reached 82 degrees. To my surprise, Rhoda had flowers bursting open all over the place. She even had tiny little green leaves springing out from behind the yellow and brown crunchy ones.
On Saturday, it snowed. Snow snowed. Like several inches covering the ground for two and a half days snow. When the sun finally appeared again yesterday, I found Rhoda in a state of shock.
Yes, those are fallen petals on the ground.
Good luck with your rhododendrons. I’ve never been much into gardening, but now that I finally have my own little backyard, I’ve been a bit more interested. We’ve moved to a container garden because the dogs would kill everything otherwise.
Those flowers look like I felt when the temps dropped after the warm weather. Here’s hoping it’ll spring back in time for the rest of… er.. spring.
Isnt it funny how beauty blossoms from the dank and darkness?
It’s the spark of an idea that hits me unexpectedly. It’s the silly wonderings I have after a whirlwind of thoughts. It’s about creativity, inspiration, and imagination. But sometimes, it’s just about eating noodles.
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