are just quiet. Today was like that.
I made serious headway on my jigsaw puzzle and cooked some amazing BBQ beef ribs for dinner.
I fantasized about having a place in the city, that I could visit when I want a break from the isolation of country living. That is always good for a few hours of dreaming.
Henry dropped by with his dear Aunt for a cup of tea, we had a nice chat.
A good day, of little note.
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The Day's Occupation
"Boredom is not an end-product, is comparatively rather an early stage in life and art. You’ve got to go by or past or through boredom, as through a filter, before the clear product emerges."
F. Scott Fitzgerald
"Between the dark and the daylight,
When the night is beginning to lower,
Comes a pause in the day’s occupations,
That is known as the Children’s Hour."
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
This poem was read to us by my mother and grandmother, as our bedtime story. I love it still.
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