Saturday, January 23, 2010

Little Stars Come Out of Your Eyes

WHEN YOU LOVE SOMEBODY,
YOUR EYELASHES GO UP AND
DOWN AND LITTLE STARS
COME OUT OF YOUR EYES.

~Karen, age 7


Of Note: As Art Linkletter said: "Kids say the darndest things!" That was affirmed when I read an email forwarded the other day by a friend. Karen was answering the question posed to several 4 to 8 year-olds by a group of professionals: "What does love mean?" Some like Karl, age 5, answered very practically, "Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other," or Mark, age 6, who believed, "Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn't think it's gross." Others showed remarkable wisdom like Bobby, age 7, who suggested, "Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen." I got to thinking that President Obama should designate Nikka, age 6, as his Middle East Peace Negotiator: "If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate." And I'm not really sure what Billy, age 4, meant by his answer, but somehow I know it's the loving truth: "When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth." Maybe we should send him to the Middle East, too.

Today's Weather Report: Outside was treacherous today because of freezing rain, which is going to turn to snow tonight through Monday. That means that a thin layer of ice will underlie any future snow. In other winter's when we've had this situation, many folks have fallen with a variety of results, none good. The puppies don't seem to mind any of it. They have been out a good portion of the day and have come in smelling like wet wool blankets. Ish! One of the more intrepid cats made a stand yesterday and would have held his own except for the exuberance of the smaller puppy. Maybe by summer the mutts will have learned to coexist with one or two of the cats. The wonderful photo above was sent some time ago by my dear friend, Jack. I used it at the time but felt it needed to be seen more than once since it was such a gorgeous shot of the northern lights.

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