Monthly Archives: October, 2013

Witches’ Birthdays

Monday’s witch is foul of face,
Tuesday’s witch is a disgrace,
Wednesday’s witch is long of nose,
Thursday’s witch has extra toes,
Friday’s witch bakes poisoned pies,
Saturday’s witch has evil eyes,
But the witch that was born
On the Sabbath day
Tends to smell…
So keep away!

HApPy hAlLoween



Happy Anniversary to my husband…

The most wonderful of all things in life is the discovery of another human being with whom one’s relationship has a growing depth, beauty and joy as the years increase. This inner progressiveness of love between two human beings is a most marvellous thing; it cannot be found by looking for it or by passionately wishing for it. It is a sort of divine accident, and the most wonderful of all things in life.

~Sir Hugh Walpole~

The Orphaned Old Maid

I wanted to marry, but father said, “No–
‘Tis weakness in women to give themselves so;
If you care for your freedom you’ll listen to me,
Make a spouse in your pocket, and let the men be.”

I spake on’t again and again: father cried,
“Why–if you go husbanding, where shall I bide?
For never a home’s for me elsewhere than here!”
And I yielded; for father had ever been dear.

But now father’s gone, and I feel growing old,
And I’m lonely and poor in this house on the wold,
And my sweetheart that was found a partner elsewhere,
And nobody flings me a thought or a care.

Thomas Hardy


The night is darkening round me,
The wild winds coldly blow;
But a tyrant spell has bound me
And I cannot, cannot go.

The giant trees are bending
Their bare boughs weighed with snow.
And the storm is fast descending,
And yet I cannot go.

Clouds beyond clouds above me,
Wastes beyond wastes below;
But nothing drear can move me;
I will not, cannot go.

Emily Jane Bronte

The Joy of Living

I thought this selection appropriate as I am off on vacation to spend time with friends. (Note that posts to the blog may be a little sparse for a few weeks!)

If nobody smiled, and nobody cheered,
And nobody helped us along;
If each one only looked after himself.
And the good things all went to the strong;
If nobody cared just a little for you,
And nobody cared for me,
And we all stood alone in the battle of life,
What a dreary world it would be!
Life is sweet because of friends we have made,
And things which in common we share.
We want to live on, not because of ourselves,
But because of the people who care.
It’s giving and doing for somebody else –
It’s on that all life’s splendour depends.
The joy of this world when we’ve summed it all up,
Is found in the making of friends.

I Would Live in Your Love

I would live in your love as the sea-grasses live in the sea,
Borne up by each wave as it passes, drawn down by each wave that recedes;
I would empty my soul of the dreams that have gathered in me,
I would beat with your heart as it beats, I would follow your soul as it leads.

~Sara Teasdale~

What Is Our Life?

What is our life?  A play of passion;
Our mirth the music of division;
Our mothers’ wombs the tiring-houses be
Where we are dressed for this short comedy;
Heaven the judicious sharp spectator is
That sits and marks still who doth act amiss;
Our graves that hide us from the searching sun
Are like drawn curtains when the play is done.
Thus march we playing to our latest rest,
Only we die in earnest, that’s no jest.

~Sir Walter Raleigh~

You Are So Blessed

Happy Thanksgiving Canada…

If you woke up this morning with more health than illness,
You are more blessed than the million who won’t survive the week.

If you have never experienced the danger of battle,
The loneliness of imprisonment,
The agony of torture or the pangs of starvation,
You are ahead of 20 million people round the world.

If you attend a church meeting without fear of harassment, arrest, torture, or death,
You are more blessed than almost three billion people in the world.

If you have food in your refrigerator, clothes on your back,
A roof over your head and a place to sleep,
You are richer than 75% of this world.

If you have money in the bank, in your wallet,
And spare change in a dish someplace,
You are among the top 8% of the world’s wealthy.

If your parents are still married and alive,
You are very rare, especially in the United States.

If you hold up your head with a smile on your face and are truly thankful,
You are blessed because the majority can, but most do not.

If you can hold someone’s hand, hug them
Or even touch them on the shoulder,
You are blessed because you can offer God’s healing touch.

If you can read this message,
You are more blessed than over two billion people in the world that cannot read anything at all.

You are so blessed in ways you may never even know.


It’s wondrous what a hug can do
A hug can cheer you when you’re blue
A hug can say, “I love you so,”
Or, “Gee, I hate to see you go.”

A hug is, “welcome back again,”
And “Great to see you!  Where’ve you been?”
A hug can soothe a small child’s pain,
And bring a rainbow after rain.

The hug!  There’s just no doubt about it –
We scarcely could survive without it!
A hug delights and warms and charms.
It must be why God gave us arms.

Hugs are great for fathers and mothers,
Sweet for sisters, swell for brothers.
And chances are your favourite aunts,
Love them more than potted plants.

Kittens crave them.  Puppies love them.
Heads of state are not above them.
A hug can break the language barrier
And make your travels so much merrier.

No need to fret about ‘em;
The more you give the more there’s of ‘em.
So stretch those arms without delay,
And give someone a hug today!

~Dean Walley~

Loss and Gain

When I compare
What I have lost with what I have gained,
What I have missed with what attained,
Little room do I find for pride.

I am aware
How many days have been idly spent;
How like an arrow the good intent
Has fallen short or been turned aside.

But who shall dare
To measure loss and gain in this wise?
Defeat may be victory in disguise;
The lowest ebb is the turn of the tide.

~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow~

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