Each moment is a place where you’ve never been.

///////////////////////////////////////////`~Mark Strand

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The best moments are small and simple.   And pictures stop those moments from getting away.  Here are some random shots taken while slow walking/photo wandering.

Pause to take a photo…It’s a Good Thing.

 

 

We trust in plumed procession
For such the angels go –
Rank after Rank, with even feet –
And uniforms of Snow.
~Emily Dickinson

 

 

 

The best part of happiness is the pines.  ~Terri Guillemets

 

 

 

Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance.
~Carl Sandburg

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

once a snowflake fell
on my brow and I loved
it so much and I kissed
it and it was happy and called its cousins
and brothers and a web
of snow engulfed me then
I reached to love them all
and I squeezed them and they became
a spring rain and I stood perfectly
still and was a flower

/////////////////////////////////////////////– nikki giovanni

 

 

 

 

 

 

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How much good inside a day?

Depends how good you live ’em.

/////////////////////////////////////////////////~Shel Silverstein

 

 

 

What are you waiting for?

 

Toni 2/1/11

old school

 


4 thoughts on “STALKING THE WILD MAD STONE ~ RANDOM, LATELY

  1. memories of the flexible flyer or one picture evoked this anecdote. thanks toni.

    the flexible flyer careening down the road, that still had a good covering of snow for in the old days the plows only made one pass, whizzed by daddy as he watched his daughters fly. he was the lookout in case a lone car decided to use the steep hill. mom watched from the window frightened that her precious ones would land in the middle of warren street. dad was more carefree and didn’t heed her anxious looks. dad was more fun, but mom held it all together…always.

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    1. Ellie, I like your vignette. We went sledding on the Big Hill, out of sight of my mother, who relished an afternoon with no one to please but herself. I remember coming home in the dark and Mom being startled at the late hour. I learned to be thankful for peanut butter. So, whatever happened to your flexible flyer? They still make the classic model, you know. 🙂 Toni

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  2. don’t know where the flyer is but we do have a wooden sled with runners that i used with the kids before they started using plastic sleds and saucers. i prefer anything i can control…not always easy to do in daily living.

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  3. I absolutely loved Emma and Snow Day. I just plain laughed out loud! She captures how I’ve always felt about snow days. Awesome. I neverminded the glass half empty folks who’d make dark comments about going to school in July. The serendipity of a day off full of hot cocoa, games, snowmen, romping around in the great outdoors, etc. outweighed any amount of too sweaty to teach and learn late June school days.
    Patty

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