Showing posts with label Charles Kingsley. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Charles Kingsley. Show all posts

Sunday, May 2, 2010

Baseball Basket (122/365)

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“Every duty which is bidden to wait returns with seven fresh duties at its back.” 

Charles Kingsley (English clergyman, university professor, historian, and novelist, 1819–1875)

TIME:  7:21 PM
PLACE:  Front porch
SUBJECT:  Basket filled with baseballs

There are so many things that need to be cleaned up around here.  But I’m tired and all I really wanted to do today was nap.  I couldn’t because we had Sunday School, a trip to Costco, painting woodwork in DramaQueen’s room, laundry, StellaDella’s T-ball game and more laundry on the agenda today.  These baseballs have been sitting on my front porch for quite some time now and should be put away properly.  I took a picture of them instead.

Thursday, April 29, 2010

Gosling (119/365)

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“When all the world is young, lad,
And all the trees are green;
And every goose a swan, lad,
And every lass a queen;”

Charles Kingsley (1819-1875), British poet. The Water Babies (l. 20-21). . . Oxford Book of Children's Verse, The. Iona Opie and Peter Opie, eds. (1973) Oxford University Press.


TIME:  1:59 PM
PLACE:  Bellevue Park
SUBJECT:  Gosling

Forty-three.  I am forty-three years old today.  When my mother was 43, I was graduating from high school.  When her mother was 43, she was pregnant with my mother.  How’s that for perspective?
Anyway, I had a relaxed day.  I renewed my driver’s license (how exciting!), had lunch with Handsome Husband and with HH’s encouragement, bought myself a new camera – A Canon EOS Rebel XS with a 75-300mm lens.  Spiffy, huh?  This photo is the 28th one I took with my new camera and lens.  I hope I can justify my purchase with better photos.  Good gravy, why oh why can’t I just enjoy my new toy and not put so much pressure on myself to perform?  Because I’m whacko that’s why.