Dum loquimur, fugerit invida
Aetas: carpe diem, quam minimum credula postero
which translates as:
While we're talking, envious time is fleeing: pluck the day, put no trust in the future
The original source for the Latin phrase is the lyric poet Quintus Horatius Flaccus (65 BC – 8 BC),
more widely known as Horace. The term is first found in Odes Book I
[don’t say I never taught ya nothin]
I seized the shades of gray sunset in a photograph to share with you. My diem was pretty quiet.
Sunday, March 10, 2013
Saturday, March 9, 2013
Day Sixty Eight 2013
Ever Lovin Saturday
It’s back. DST. Sounds like a disease. Clocks don’t officially flip ahead until tomorrow, but I got a jump on the chore today. It’s ridiculous how many clocks are in this house.
In the mood to do something creative. Something I can eat when the creative process is done.
Such as cookies! Very creative. And delicious, too.
Time and temperature. {this is not real time ~ it is DST ~ however the temperature is really real. And this was on my shady front porch.} What a totally gorgeous day!
Spring is coming fast. I found this sweet and colorful Easter egg wreath at the Super Target in Smyrna a few weeks ago. Easter is only three weeks down the road, so I have some time to enjoy this on my front door.
Neil spent most of the day cleaning up the yard. After picking up tons of sticks and limbs, he found out his wood chipper is on the fritz. So he clipped bushes and weeded, getting ready for some much needed mulch.
10 more days! And don’t forget to spring forward with those clocks before you hit the hay tonight.
The weather people predicted sunshine for today. I guess it was sunny somewhere on earth. Our sun was mostly behind clouds. It did manage to make an appearance at the end of the day and made quite the sunburst shining through my front door and reflecting off the wood floor.
Hope your Saturday was shiny and bright.
It’s back. DST. Sounds like a disease. Clocks don’t officially flip ahead until tomorrow, but I got a jump on the chore today. It’s ridiculous how many clocks are in this house.
In the mood to do something creative. Something I can eat when the creative process is done.
Such as cookies! Very creative. And delicious, too.
Time and temperature. {this is not real time ~ it is DST ~ however the temperature is really real. And this was on my shady front porch.} What a totally gorgeous day!
Spring is coming fast. I found this sweet and colorful Easter egg wreath at the Super Target in Smyrna a few weeks ago. Easter is only three weeks down the road, so I have some time to enjoy this on my front door.
Neil spent most of the day cleaning up the yard. After picking up tons of sticks and limbs, he found out his wood chipper is on the fritz. So he clipped bushes and weeded, getting ready for some much needed mulch.
10 more days! And don’t forget to spring forward with those clocks before you hit the hay tonight.
The weather people predicted sunshine for today. I guess it was sunny somewhere on earth. Our sun was mostly behind clouds. It did manage to make an appearance at the end of the day and made quite the sunburst shining through my front door and reflecting off the wood floor.
Hope your Saturday was shiny and bright.
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Friday, March 8, 2013
Day Sixty Seven 2013
T G I F ~ some randomness
Here comes the sun! If you click on this picture to enlarge it, you can see all the tiny sunbursts in the birdbath water, along with the sun’s glorious reflection. Pretty cool and totally accidental on my part.
Our birdbath hasn’t been cleaned out in a long time and contains a little eco system all its own. There are tiny bubbles in the water around that little feather (I think it’s a feather).
Our porches haven’t been cleaned off all winter, either. This is one of the rotting pumpkins from last Fall still sitting on the deck that will need to be scooped off with a shovel because it has turned to liquid. That should be fun.
The sun is new each day.
~Heraclitus
Watering can can’t water with a hole in the bottom.
All of our buttercups look like this ~ bowed down even in the bright sunlight. They bloomed way too early this year and have been beaten down by the recent snow.
You’re never too old to blow bubbles, which I did this afternoon, [even though the grand peeps weren’t around], just because they were still sitting out on the table where we left them earlier this week. Could not resist.
Little buttercup bud just can’t hold its head up ~ too weak from the cold and snow.
This little stone in our walkway commemorates the year we moved into this house ~ 30 years ago this month. Hard to believe I’ve spent half my life here.
We all shine on, like the moon, and the stars, and the sun.
~John Lennon
Good advice.
Happy TGIF, y’all! Hope you have a fabulous weekend!
Here comes the sun! If you click on this picture to enlarge it, you can see all the tiny sunbursts in the birdbath water, along with the sun’s glorious reflection. Pretty cool and totally accidental on my part.
Our birdbath hasn’t been cleaned out in a long time and contains a little eco system all its own. There are tiny bubbles in the water around that little feather (I think it’s a feather).
Our porches haven’t been cleaned off all winter, either. This is one of the rotting pumpkins from last Fall still sitting on the deck that will need to be scooped off with a shovel because it has turned to liquid. That should be fun.
The sun is new each day.
~Heraclitus
Watering can can’t water with a hole in the bottom.
All of our buttercups look like this ~ bowed down even in the bright sunlight. They bloomed way too early this year and have been beaten down by the recent snow.
You’re never too old to blow bubbles, which I did this afternoon, [even though the grand peeps weren’t around], just because they were still sitting out on the table where we left them earlier this week. Could not resist.
Little buttercup bud just can’t hold its head up ~ too weak from the cold and snow.
This little stone in our walkway commemorates the year we moved into this house ~ 30 years ago this month. Hard to believe I’ve spent half my life here.
We all shine on, like the moon, and the stars, and the sun.
~John Lennon
Good advice.
Happy TGIF, y’all! Hope you have a fabulous weekend!
Thursday, March 7, 2013
Day Sixty Six 2013
Busted!
Spring Break lunch today at my brother Ken’s new digs with sisters, nieces, nephews and hubby. Ken moved back to town recently, which means we get to spend more time together. He has decorated his home with several of his son Ian’s sculptures, including this bust Ian fashioned after his dad. The resemblance is spot on, don’t you think? (minus the mustache of course)
Here’s another take with the bust stylin in niece Sarah’s hat and sister Jane’s glasses. Can you say Facebook profile picture?
Spring Break lunch today at my brother Ken’s new digs with sisters, nieces, nephews and hubby. Ken moved back to town recently, which means we get to spend more time together. He has decorated his home with several of his son Ian’s sculptures, including this bust Ian fashioned after his dad. The resemblance is spot on, don’t you think? (minus the mustache of course)
Here’s another take with the bust stylin in niece Sarah’s hat and sister Jane’s glasses. Can you say Facebook profile picture?
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Wednesday, March 6, 2013
Day Sixty Five 2013
I used to be Snow White, but I drifted.
~Mae West
I think we’ve had more snow days in March than we’ve had the entire winter. [this makes me think of the first moon landing for some reason ~ one small step]
Lunch at Ocha today with daughter Holly, grandson Knox, daughter Kelly and hubby Neil.
Knox and his mom went back home today after spending the last several days with us. Miss you guys!
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