Thanks to Samantha for the blog title, which is a chapter title from a favourite book and which she thought would suit this post… and it does, perfectly!
This weekend my lovely daughters gave me gifts, for no other reason than they’re Adorable Beings.
In case you’re wondering (as, indeed, was I), the unfortunate Ken mentioned here is that of Barbie fame… Jess wishes him dead.
Sam drew me this gorgeous name plaque which she says represents the ‘writing me’.
Judging by the last picture, I think she has more confidence in my future than I do… ha!
And Jess wrote this beautiful little poem.
In case you’re wondering (as, indeed, was I), the unfortunate Ken mentioned here is that of Barbie fame… Jess wishes him dead.
Some may read that and think I’ve spawned a monster – but I know I’ve just inflicted upon the world yet another writer.
We also asked the Delphic Oracle what is the meaning of life? It gave us this answer:
We also asked the Delphic Oracle what is the meaning of life? It gave us this answer:
Let there be, for a time, no driving aim;
No mission, no goal, no fury’d intent.
Notice the hours — how they lengthen and breathe:
Like dust in the sunset, thy soul’s content.
It’s not often the Oracle spouts anything other than amusing vague ramblings, but I think this is actually quite profound… and might be its finest effort yet.
sandie zand 