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greensing: 09.2006
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Nineteenth-century American astronomer Maria Mitchell once said,. 8220;We have a hunger of the mind, which asks for knowledge of all around us, and the more we gain, the more is our desire; the more we see, the more we are capable of seeing.”. There is such beauty in learning. That said, I don't want to write this frigging paper about a chapter in my Wagner book. I mean, really. Here's what I vote my response should be:. Not to mention a delight.). Get your tickets here, folks. I'm in the opera. Great wo...
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greensing: 03.2007
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Ice can be nice. Remember that damned wintery mix i spoke of so harshly only yesterday? Well, it actually turned out to be a semi-fortuitous, near-death experience. instead of going to nyc, we stayed in and had a dinner/game/slumber party. a winter mixer, if you will. we stayed inside and marvelled at how forcefully the snow-ice-rain was pelting the windows. 1 i discovered that my new computer has a free trial of jeopardy on it. 2 i danced all around the livingroom to a lawrence welk album. 5 i like wine.
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greensing: 08.2007
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A light low in the East,. As I lie there,. It shows but does not move,. A light, a light as a thought,. The forest world is waking,. A thousand leaves are beginning to gleam. Later on, as I rise,. It shows through the tree,. And lights the dark grey rock,. And something in the mind,. And brings the quiet day. And tomorrow, tomorrow,. The light as a thought,. Forgotten comes again, again,. And with it ever,. And with it ever,. The hope of the New Day. Sweet piece for voice, violin and piano]. Does anyone ...
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greensing: thoughts and updates.
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Today i am a pensive woman. The falling leaves outside the window taunt me as i sit, shackled to the circulation desk. fall has arrived. it would be the perfect day to put on a cozy sweater and walk hand-in-hand through downtown. Princeton. it is remarkabl. E how this job has robbed me of many simple pleasures in my life, for instance, walking outside on a saturday. how novel. Looking at me through kaleidoscopic lenses. hopefully i'. Seeing this show helped me gain some perspective. it's. Seeing this sho...
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Filosofia y Flores: October 2007
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Drama Queen with a Broadband Connection. Wednesday, October 31, 2007. Arco iris" is a much cooler way of saying "rainbow.". Monday, October 29, 2007. Overheard, While I Was Out Edition. While I was gone, Hubster's cousin got married and his father's family got together. This rare event was highlighted by the following conversation between K, his grandmother (with rather advanced dementia), and his reserved-but-bitingly-witty uncle. Grams: Who's taking piano lessons? Uncle: Darn right it's cold in here!
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Filosofia y Flores: September 2007
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Drama Queen with a Broadband Connection. Friday, September 28, 2007. 09/26/07 - On the flight from Dallas, Texas to Santiago, Chile. The flower of shame and fear blooms beneath my skin, as it always does at the question. I don´t blush; I just feal my chest tightening up a little, my brain clumsily revving up to prepare itself for the onslaught of strange words and continuous verb conjugation. Tuesday, September 25, 2007. We interrupt your itinerary to bring you a delay caused by terrifying backwardness.
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Filosofia y Flores: Yet another time waster.
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Drama Queen with a Broadband Connection. Tuesday, November 13, 2007. Yet another time waster. I only post when I have something trivial or pictoral to present. In that vein . . . The Blog Readability Test yielded the following results when applied to my blog:. Check out my sidebar . that's humbling. Fear not. If you check your reading level on different days, it changes. I put in your URL and it said "Genius" just a moment ago. While apparently a third grader could read mine. Well, you kicked my butt.
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Filosofia y Flores: BASTA. (or Enough Already!)
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Drama Queen with a Broadband Connection. Monday, August 18, 2008. BASTA (or Enough Already! I've been avoiding the Fyf like an ex-boyfriend. It stops now. I'm not sure what starts up now, but at least I won't be waffling mentally (as painful as it sounds, and no, there's no delicious syrup involved) about whether to write promising more writing, to write promising to end this thing once and for all, or to write in order to waffle on the blog about the blog. Ahem, does anyone else have a headache? Welcome...
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Filosofia y Flores: July 2007
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Drama Queen with a Broadband Connection. Saturday, July 28, 2007. There's a perfectly lame explanation for the dearth of posts, I swear. By complaining about it. I hate to bother her, but I hate to bore you with it too. I've also been busy with social engagements. Which sounds depressingly weird to announce. Tuesday night was dinner in Annapolis with former Grovers. We ate sushi at Nano. Downtown. I enjoyed my Kama Kazi ("Spicy tuna, avocado, crunchy flake and eel with eel sauce on the outside" - YUM!
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Filosofia y Flores: June 2007
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Drama Queen with a Broadband Connection. Wednesday, June 27, 2007. How do you feel about your little brother getting married? I was asked that question several times, and the answers I gave while not untrue, per se, never really satisfied me. My opinions kept changing on me. I could never really put my finger on it, and I wasn't quite sure how "in control" I was of the emotional journey. All of this, however, only answered part of the question. How did I feel about Brother J. I also felt joy for him and ...