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lemette world: September 2009
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She carried within herself a great fund of life, and her deepest enjoyment was to feel the continuity between the movements of her own heart and the agitations of the world." Portrait of a Lady by Henry James. Thursday, September 24, 2009. Sighnot even time in each day. Why does it seem I am always going to sleep, waking up, going to sleep? And it's not even like I'm lacking variety in life. I just can not keep up with everything! Shows comparisons of things going on in my mind! As "Aurora Leigh" says it,.
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three sided sophie: July 2013
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8220;There is only one way to read, which is to browse in libraries and bookshops, picking up books that attract you, reading only those, dropping them when they bore you, skipping the parts that drag—and never, never reading anything because you feel you ought…” - Doris Lessing (b. 1919), British novelist. July 13, 2013. Thought I'd devour Wild. By Cheryl Strayed as quick as I did A Walk in the Woods. But find myself picking it up maybe once a week. I am enjoying it, though, and I know I'll finish.
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three sided sophie: October 2008
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8220;There is only one way to read, which is to browse in libraries and bookshops, picking up books that attract you, reading only those, dropping them when they bore you, skipping the parts that drag—and never, never reading anything because you feel you ought…” - Doris Lessing (b. 1919), British novelist. October 30, 2008. A book by its cover. Posted by damned cat. Links to this post. October 28, 2008. 1 This is fabulous. Where the hell's your .". S Then I read a book like. Posted by damned cat. I wish...
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lemette world: January 2010
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She carried within herself a great fund of life, and her deepest enjoyment was to feel the continuity between the movements of her own heart and the agitations of the world." Portrait of a Lady by Henry James. Wednesday, January 13, 2010. This past weekend I finally made it to see the Louvre exhibit in Minneapolis! There is nothing quite like seeing a painting live and in front of you, compared to just a print! So after hours spent in the museum, we went to one of my other favorite things to do: shopping!
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Notes on Nannying: December 2008
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Monday, December 29, 2008. As they sang in The Sound of Music:. So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, adieu. Adieu, adieu, to yieu and yieu and yieu.". I am still recovering from and working through this development. I am not sure if I will apply for other nanny positions or not. I am also not sure where that leaves this blog either way. While I figure this out, I hope you will visit me at my Brainy and Beautiful Blog. With thanks and hope that you will bear with me during this transition. Last year at thi...
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three sided sophie: March 2009
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8220;There is only one way to read, which is to browse in libraries and bookshops, picking up books that attract you, reading only those, dropping them when they bore you, skipping the parts that drag—and never, never reading anything because you feel you ought…” - Doris Lessing (b. 1919), British novelist. March 15, 2009. Except no one wants what i'm willing to part with. All right, I'm all set up on PaperbackSwap.com. Please don't consider my bookshelf. By Bill Bryson, and Songbook. Posted by damned cat.
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three sided sophie: a telephone and a red balloon
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8220;There is only one way to read, which is to browse in libraries and bookshops, picking up books that attract you, reading only those, dropping them when they bore you, skipping the parts that drag—and never, never reading anything because you feel you ought…” - Doris Lessing (b. 1919), British novelist. July 6, 2008. A telephone and a red balloon. Coffin. I thought long and hard before allowing myself this opportunity because I knew that it would spark - at the very. When we start having them? Mostly...
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three sided sophie: December 2008
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8220;There is only one way to read, which is to browse in libraries and bookshops, picking up books that attract you, reading only those, dropping them when they bore you, skipping the parts that drag—and never, never reading anything because you feel you ought…” - Doris Lessing (b. 1919), British novelist. December 28, 2008. It needn't be Dav Pilkey vs. Ellen Raskin. I want to start a 4th/5th grade book club where the kids do something like the librarian in this. Which, incidentally, won the 2008 Caldec...
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lemette world: August 2010
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She carried within herself a great fund of life, and her deepest enjoyment was to feel the continuity between the movements of her own heart and the agitations of the world." Portrait of a Lady by Henry James. Friday, August 20, 2010. As I drank a mocha, turned on itunes, and started cleaning dust in the corners of my apartment this friday night, I realized. I used to write. A LOT. And as I come across some of these poems and quotes I have read from the true “classics”, I find they are right. Subscribe t...
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lemette world: February 2010
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She carried within herself a great fund of life, and her deepest enjoyment was to feel the continuity between the movements of her own heart and the agitations of the world." Portrait of a Lady by Henry James. Saturday, February 20, 2010. I just needed time. But nurse my spirit's falcon, that its wing may soar again". Time to look out at a beautiful, captivating white frost out my window on a Friday morning and drive slowly and quietly into town. Sigh no more, no more. You know me, you. I am soaring today.
