Showing posts from January, 2015

Snowy trees were gifts on swiftly seen small town squares. (fron TheTrain Ride in Winter Snow- Gail Sweeney)

 "I found I could say things with colour and shapes that I couldn’t say any other way . . . “    - Georgia O’Keeffe

 “The beginning is always today.” -Mary Shelley

“We will open the book. Its pages are blank. We are going to put words on them ourselves. The book is called Opportunity and its first chapter is New Year's Day.” ― Edith Lovejoy Pierce

Who to himself is law, no law doth need, offends no law, and is a king indeed. George Chapman, poet and writer, Hitchin.

And There's a Hand, My Trusty Fiere! And Gie's a Hand o'Thine ...