I totally love this quote: A book must be the axe for the frozen sea within us. –Franz Kafka
Author: Bonnie
Unputdownable
It is hard to believe that an almanac would be “unputdownable!” But Schott’s Original Miscellany by Ben Schott is exactly that… “unputdownable” according to miscellanies.info. It is a book of vital trivia, uncommon knowledge, and essential irreverence. Here is an interesting excerpt:
Tiny Topaz
tiny topaz words shimmering copper upon an amethyst sea No one has been more surprised than I to discover how popular haiku is! There seems to be hunger for it in the blogosphere. Since I enjoy writing haiku, I have started a blog of “just haiku” titled Tiny Topaz. I know a few of my readers…
haiku: shattered glass
glass transparent and reflective at once shattered beauty tenancious
Starting to get the itch…
An empty garden pot. Imagine the possibilities. Today, I am getting the itch to fill my pots brimming full of flowers… Ah, the hope of Spring…
This is Really Bad
This is really bad, I know, maybe even crass. But I still have a Christmas wreath hanging on our backdoor. This proves in reality what a Christmas junkie am I! I always leave one wreath up through January, but this is the end of February. I am still enjoying its “Christmasy” beauty and sparkle. Like truth, Christmas must…
More than “Three Forks” to Celebrate
Friday evening, Wayne and I celebrated our pastor and his wife’s 50th wedding anniversary at Three Forks in Dallas. Although we had been there, it was a first for Syble and Olen. And we used more than “three forks” to celebrate. In fact, we used 12 forks altogether: four for salad, four for steak, potatoes, creamed corn, and…
haiku: words unsaid
“Shade and Darkness” by JMW Turner Pushed to the bottom those words unsaid black and blue bruised heart throbs and throbs.
Why I Love Billy
“But tonight, the lion of contentment has placed a warm heavy paw on my chest…” This is why I love Billy Collins…
haiku: your smile
Art by JMW Turner Your smile broke the dawn rose and gold shone on my face colors I still taste. Crystallized moment distantly your smile tingled on my fingertips.
Bonnie Saul Wilks 