Feelers Out
To be a bug on the wall…what messages, what pheromones, what vibrations and gestures and cadences sing?
Glad Game: Glad for a/c and for breeze and for the heat. Glad whenever I can find the frequency of some stranger I talk with and the channel lights up with his or her enthusiasm. People are at their most beautiful when they think about what or who they care about. Glad for pretty animal stamps. Glad that I can be useful by just answering the phone and letting mom talk it all out. I don’t need to say anything. Glad to get photos of niece and nephew by yet another internet miracle and see their day at the beach with sparkler-filled evening. Digital closes some distances.
40-Word Years and pesbo have had a few more posts than around here. And, if all is on track, hubby is guest blogging EatenUp so it doesn’t lapse either while I’m out of province.
Quote: “My own brain is to me the most unaccountable of machinery –always buzzing, humming, soaring, roaring, diving, and then buried in mud. And why? What’s this passion for?” ~ Virginia Woolf
Damn – spelling error. Husbands who cook!
See? There’s nature… bug on the wall 
What a lovely beetle you have there.
Love the quotes you choose. I RSS Feed subscribe to you for many reasons, but the quotes you post rank right up there.
My today’s glad is for husband’s who cook. Eaten Up looks very nice with your guest’s posts and creations. My husband is a really good cook, although I’m not the best at sharing the kitchen!