“Lady, three white leopards sat under a juniper-tree
In the cool of the day, having fed to satiety…”
T.S. (Thomas Stearns) Eliot (1888-1965), Anglo-American critic, poet. Ash Wednesday (l. 42-47). . . Oxford Book of American Verse, The. F. O. Matthiessen, ed. (1950) Oxford University Press.
TIME: 9:38 AM
PLACE: Around town
SUBJECT: Juniper berries
HH and I went to breakfast again while the children were at Sunday School. As we were leaving, I grabbed this shot of the berries on the red cedar juniper planted outside the restaurant. The rest of the day consisted of climbing into the attic to get the Christmas decorations down (because of the
nagging urging of SD) and spending waaay too much time getting the tree up and the lights on it – this included a trip to K-mart to purchase two new sets of lights, because 5 of the sets I had wouldn’t work. I decided I didn’t want to spend my time going through 750 lights (5 sets x 150 bulbs) to determine which one was loose. Yes…I replaced the fuses first…stupid lights.