It is something to be able to paint a particular picture, or to carve a statue, and so to make a few objects beautiful; but it is far more glorious to carve and paint the very atmosphere and medium through which we look.....To affect the quality of the day, that is the highest of arts. Henry Thoreau
Friday, December 19, 2008
and now we are six.............
or soon shall be.
That is what I was thinking when I talked to Jed this morning.
He sounded so grown up. No tears, not a hint of sadness at being away from me.
Of course six isn't really grown up. ;) But it is not a baby anymore. I think that is the rite of passage I am seeing and.............. maybe not liking so much.
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Streams of consciousness from a mother of 10 who usually can't collect her thoughts and finds commas a nuisance.
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Happy Birthday Jed.
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