Thursday, June 23, 2011

a few of my favorite things

Random time.
Ten favorite things, not necessarily in any order.


1. Raised Garden Beds

A great article on building simple raised garden beds from the Farmer's Almanac.


2. This old photo of my kids.

It was taken right before they went out the door for school. Nicholas, handsome boy, being so very comical, even at that age. Beautiful big sister Brittany, holding her cute little pumpkin, Sophia.
A blond a brunette and a red. The UPS man, Fed Ex guy and the US mail dude. Overnight mail.




3. Kalil Gibran

Then a woman said, "Speak to us of  Joy and Sorrow."
      And he answered:
      Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.
      And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears.
      And how else can it be?
      The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.
      Is not the cup that hold your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter's oven?
      And is not the lute that soothes your spirit, the very wood that was hollowed with knives?
      When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy.
      When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.
      Some of you say, "Joy is greater than sorrow," and others say, "Nay, sorrow is the greater."
      But I say unto you, they are inseparable.
      Together they come, and when one sits alone with you at your board, remember that the other is asleep upon your bed.
      Verily you are suspended like scales between your sorrow and your joy.
      Only when you are empty are you at standstill and balanced.
      When the treasure-keeper lifts you to weigh his gold and his silver, needs must your joy or your sorrow rise or fall."

4. My green door. 

When we moved I dragged this door and another, from my old FL Bungalow, to my 1800's WV farmhouse. I use it as a table, connecting two metal tables. It extends my staging area. I use if for gathering, seeding, eating, you name it. It is located right outside of my kitchen door, so it is useful.

old green door
gather
potted thyme
flower arraigning


5. My tea leaf reading cup.

I have a few of tea reading cups, but this one is fine china. It has a certain feel to it. I also like the cards transfers in the cup, so it can be read like tarot. 


tea leaf reading cup and saucer


6. His Holiness the Dalai Lama.

I would love to be in his presence one day. If I ever aspire to be "like" somebody, it would be him. He is like my wise old grandfather. That is the kind of affection I have for him. He is truly the key to world peace.

7. The number 7.

8.  Getty Storm

9. Earl (of course) 
He loves me and I love him.

earl


10. Iron and Wine

A stirring mix of poetry and folk music.






~crow

6 comments:

  1. I'd love to see a post about tea leaf reading sometime!

    Nice door :-)

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  2. Nice looking kids Crow, well done you.

    I agree Lisa, I would love to see that.

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  3. Hello from WV!... nice looking blog you have here!

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  4. :::tears::: #3 summed it up for me - had I not been so happy I wouldn't know this sorrow. Thanks for reminding me.
    So many things about this post to love - I love your door, your green things and your beautiful kids. Thank you for letting us see these parts of your life.

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  5. Well there, Lisa and Chris... Matter of fact, I actually taught a class on tea leaf reading. It has been awhile though. I will see if I can find my class notes. I spent some time organizing the "how to". But really, like any divination it is so unique to each individual. I guess, I should do a post, I am already blabbering on about it. Doesn't take much for me to blabber. ;-)

    Hi there WV neighbor, Stephanie! I am so glad you stopped by.

    Roses, Yes, and that sorrow, it is so sweet. It is there because we are being present in our lives. Numbing out during the difficult times is survival, but it is not living. When we feel, anything, whether it be joy or sadness, it is us connecting to the Universe, with both feet planted on the ground. It won't be like this forever. It is just a phase in your growth-spurt. Be thankful for the shift in your consciousness. hugs coming straight from WV

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  6. Oh I just LOVE this song. Okay, I thought I was hooked at the pig post, but then I saw this one. Following you now! :)

    <3

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