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Sunday was a day for adventures.
Very early in my cemetery browsing days, I learned not to step directly on graves. In this one, it was nearly impossible to tell, so I found myself continually and spontaneously apologizing, just in case.
Daily gratitudes:
- That the wind has calmed (for now)
- That the power is back on (again, for now)
- The long cat sleeping on my legs
- Books
Today’s guest poet: Emily Bronte
Lines
I die but when the grave shall press
The heart so long endeared to thee
When earthy cares no more distress
And earthy joys are nought to me.
Weep not, but think that I have past
Before thee o’er the sea of gloom.
Have anchored safe and rest at last
Where tears and mourning can not come.
‘Tis I should weep to leave thee here
On that dark ocean sailing drear
With storms around and fears before
And no kind light to point the shore.
But long or short though life may be
‘Tis nothing to eternity.
We part below to meet on high
Where blissful ages never die.
Photo title: Old Boo
Baltimore, Maryland.
Quote of the day: “A house is never still in darkness to those who listen intently; there is a whispering in distant chambers, an unearthly hand presses the snib of the window, the latch rises. Ghosts were created when the first man awoke in the night.” — J.M. Barrie
Daily gratitudes:
The person wandering around downtown Denver in the Angry Bird costume
The man with the scarlet socks
That I forgot that it was Halloween today, which makes people in costume a special surprise
Working late in Starbucks
Watching the night fall and glow
Anything silk
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