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Sooooo after 3 days of eating, eating, eating – when I wasn’t necessarily hungry but was in full blown snack mode – I lost .6 lbs   I will gladly take that! I was so sure that I was up like 5 lbs, I dreaded stepping on the scale last night. Phew. The ludicrous amount of excercise I got over the last week really paid off. I will try not to imagine how much I would have lost had I not been snacking like a crazy person!

I was at least snacking on healthy-ish foods. Like Quaker Mini Rice Cakes (cheddar – yum), Strawberry All Bran Squares and the new-to-me Breyers 100 calorie Ice Cream Sandwiches {which I am not going to buy again because I cannot eat just one and that defeats the whole purpose of the low cal choice – I just have to realize that I cannot have Ice Cream sandwiches in the house! Done.}

So – off to a new start this week beginning this morning with a healthy breakfast of Quaker Muffets, Vanilla Soy and Mangoes. Really it is so good.

 And now, a Project Spectrum themed edition of Poetry Thursday. Enjoy.

i have found what you are like

 i have found what you are like
the rain,

(Who feathers frightened fields
with the superior dust-of-sleep. wields

easily the pale club of the wind
and swirled justly souls of flower strike

the air in utterable coolness

deeds of green thrilling light

with thinned
newfragile yellows

lurch and.press

-in the woods

which

stutter

and

sing

And the coolness of your smile is
stirringofbirds between my arms;but
i should rather than anything
have(almost when hugeness will shut
quietly)almost,

your kiss

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Lucky Me!

This arrived for me in the mail today!


I won a contest at Jessalu’s blog and this was the generous prize package I received. My very first skein of Cherry Tree Hill sock yarn in a fabulous purple, blue and red colourway – hmmm all the colours of royalty… Some truly yummy treats and a great card with yarn and a kitty in the picture. Thank you Jess – you are too kind!

Seems the Spring pics just don’t stop around here – these are from our walk this evening.


Oh, and the Hummingbirds are here!!

I know I am a strange one – I love, love, LOVE the smell of Skunk Cabbage. If I could find away to grow it in my backyard I truly would. Fortunately for me, it grows all over town. Ahhh.

ETA: Ummm yeah. The stripe is GREEN not blue. What am I? colourblind??

And it is also Poetry Thursday so here is one of my favourite poems to share with children. The fun language! Runcible spoon.
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The Owl and the Pussy Cat
by Edward Lear

The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea
In a beautiful pea-green boat,
They took some honey, and plenty of money,
Wrapped up in a five-pound note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
“O lovely Pussy! O Pussy, my love,
What a beautiful Pussy you are,
You are,
You are!
What a beautiful Pussy you are!”

Pussy said to the Owl, “You elegant fowl!
How charmingly sweet you sing!
O let us be married! too long we have tarried:
But what shall we do for a ring?”
They sailed away, for a year and a day,
To the land where the Bong-tree grows,
And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood,
With a ring at the end of his nose,
His nose,
His nose,
With a ring at the end of his nose.

“Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling
Your ring?” Said the Piggy, “I will.”
So they took it away, and were married next day
By the Turkey who lives on the hill.
They dined on mince, and slices of quince,
Which they ate with a runcible spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand,
They danced by the light of the moon,
The moon,
The moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.

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Poetry Thursday

my spring is just this:
a single bamboo shoot
a willow branch
Issa

It may be hard to tell in this picture but it is raining.

It has been raining for 3 days and the ground is quite marshy.
Kira has a thing about sitting on the wet ground.
She won’t. She hovers – as you can see.
(I didn’t want you to think I had taken an indiscreet photo of the lady!)

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Tension? What tension? We are the best of friends. We’re just waiting to eat.


Mmmmm. My soap arrived in the mail today. It smells so heavenly! It is the Earth Spirit soap from Good Soapworks of Athens. I cannot wait to open this tomorrow morning.

This is what I see while I am blogging. She is always keeping an eye on me!

A special thank you to everyone who stopped by and left a comment on my last post – my blog reached a new milestone: 1st time I’ve had two digits worth of comments!

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Unlearning
by Yvette F. Hanrath

I had this carefully laid-out plan
That by no small measure should succeed
Tuck you deep into the recesses of my mind
Store you in a shelf in my heart.
Keep the warmth but not the burning passion
Keep the memory without the pain
Keep the melody and not the haunting strains
Then walk, and go on with my journey.
So have I spent my days learning to unlearn
As I keep walking down this road.
But as I pass the fields of corn
I remember the softness of your hair.
I stop at a wooden bridge
Over the sparkling waters of a brook
And I remember
The touching of fluted glass.
The smoke billows from a cabin in the woods
And I remember a fireplace
Two shadows
And a white-colored mountain.
I watch the seasons change
And things green- turn brown
And I remember
A pair of chameleon eyes.
Perched on the slope of a hill
The zephyr softly brushes
Against my skin
And I remember a gentle touch.
The heavens deepen
Into orange and red
A flaming ball of fire
And I remember a passion, strong.
The silver moon rises
Amid a blanket of stars
And I remember two souls touching.
The stars frolic
As they beam their light
And I remember the smiles and a sweet joy.
I gaze at the ocean
These waters that binds us, yet, keep us apart
And my soul cries out for you.
I dance with a man
And follow his steps
But my soul wouldn’t dance in the fire.
Will I ever forget
Or will I forever remember
Will I ever be free
From you.
Will I ever unlearn
What my soul wants to keep
Will I ever find
Another you.

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Step out of the driving rain, maybe
Run from the darkness in the night

Sweet the sin
Bitter taste in my mouth
I see seven towers
But I only see one way out

You got to cry without weeping
Talk without speaking
Scream without raising your voice

You know I took the poison
From the poison stream
Then I floated out of here

She runs through the streets
With eyes painted red
Under black belly of cloud in the rain
In through a doorway she brings me
White gold and pearls stolen from the sea

She is raging
She is raging
And the storm blows up in her eyes
She will…

Suffer the needle chill
She is running to stand

Still.

excerpts from: Running To Stand Still – Joshua Tree

I am still wading through the Participants List for PS2 – I’m at Pa now!
Here are some gems I discovered over the past few days:

If you have not seen this video yet – you have got to go now! I promise you You Will Laugh. And if you don’t…well, you must be a crocheter.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JZcUjYpjKZs

Bella Knitting – Yarn pRon, pets and the cutest Viking Hats you will ever see. oh and a Scavenger Hunt.

Knittymama – The Horror! Preschooler attacks yarn! not for the squeamish

Little Purl of the Orient – Whoa: Crochet, Knitting & Quilting in one blog!

Pikku-Kettu puuhailee – You have to see this gorgeous knitting – blog is in Finnish and English.

On and Off the Needles – Lots of sock knitting here.

Baking Sheet – Can’t quite remember how I got here…but Yum.

She Knits Shizknits – Mom isn’t the only talented craftster – check out her son’s telescope!

Sarah’s Journal – Knitting, Music, Photography and the cutest toddler quotes online.

Have fun!

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Poetry Thursday

I am taking a risk here – part of the whole reason I blog, I guess, since I am a reticent person. This is a poem I wrote some years ago.

Averted
begging yes
and breathing no
words filter back
misshapen
shrinking spiraling dread
fluttering within
a lightless web
wave them away
batting carelessly
they contract :.: flatten
blink once and disappear

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SPRING

Sound the flute!
Now it’s mute!
Birds delight,
Day and night,
Nightingale,
In the dale,
Lark in sky, –
Merrily,
Merrily, merrily to welcome in the year.

Little boy,
Full of joy;
Little girl,
Sweet and small;
Cock does crow,
So do you;
Merry voice,
Infant noise;
Merrily, merrily to welcome in the year.

Little lamb,
Here I am;
Come and lick
My white neck;
Let me pull
Your soft wool;
Let me kiss
Your soft face;
Merrily, merrily we welcome in the year.

William Blake






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