love is a place
& through this place of
love move
(with brightness of peace)
all places
yes is a world
& in this world of
yes live
(skilfully curled)
all worlds
e.e. cummings
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Happy happy Mother’s Day, dear Wende. I’m sitting here in bed in my bright yellow loungewear, thank you very much, and thinking about you and BW. I know you’ll enjoy the day and he and Iz will be finding ways to show their appreciation. I was being tongue in cheek about THE day and Tiffany’s- I know for certain that cards from children are just right.
(I have always loved this poem.)
Actually, let me amend that to say I know you’ll enjoy the day- provided you aren’t in terrible angst over COLOR. Now that we have established that Cyberspace is a euphemism for GRAY…it’s a nice combination. Did you initially think “I want COLOR!” and then back away from that? Because the color of that flower is dreamy…So, I think you will be very happy with that solid and sturdy combination. Tres handsome! I also think you are spunky enough to paint your door camellia pink and pull it off nicely.
Okay then! Now that I’ve spun the color wheel some more for you, relax! Enjoy the day!
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I’m not panicking about the color any more–in fact, I’m liking it quite a bit. We knew going in that this house doesn’t have the architectural bones necessary to pull off BIG color. We get people that argue this with us, because the house has such charm, but our painter agreed. It’s a Farmhouse, not a true Craftsman or Victorian, and it couldn’t handle some of the color combinations that make this town famous. There are people who do it, of course, slap on fancy colors on a common house–but I know what my house is and I think it will shine more if I don’t pretend it’s something it isn’t!
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If our interiors were not all yellow based, we would have seriously considered that (with red accents) because we love it so. We loved it so much, that’s our first floor color scheme. So we decided to stick with a traditional color scheme with a twist for the exterior. The base gray is much deeper than what is traditionally seen with Gray/White/Black. I’m hoping that intensity will give the feeling of vibrancy and set off all the plantings. The accent is actually a deep gray not black, and the white isn’t stark white, but antique and really creamy. However, at first blush, it probably will look like any other gray house. There will be a big punch of color in the porch ceiling, but you kinda have to stand on the porch to feel it. Which, leaves the door. And we’ll be waiting until the entire house is done before we make a decision. Nothing is being ruled out, including pink. 😀
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As for Mother’s Day–I have big feelings about this day. And, probably to most people’s shock, I’m not a fan. My reasons are complicated and I don’t begrudge anyone else their joy. In fact, my little boy is a big fan,he spoils me mercilessly on the day and I let him because it means something to him. ~W
Oh, I have been so MIA…new exciting life changes abound…but seeing that picture just brought me right back to calm…thank you! Happy Mother’s Day!
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Thank you! I’m glad the photo brings peace. It’s kinda soothing, eh? 😀 ~W
Happy Mothers Day to my favorite “blog mom of adolescent son”.
I am about to have waffles and then dive into two weeks of back post s from you and all my pals. Hope your mother’s day is as fun as mine!
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Oh my, I guess I am quickly becoming a mother of an adolescent. That’s stunning, to type that! 😀 I hope your waffles were supper yummy and you had a great day! Blessings, ~W
Love is always on the move, isn’t it? Alas, ’tis the best word to cling to in time of trial and trouble. Even the Lutherans’ beloved “grace” isn’t quite personal enough. Yes to love!
I cherish the last line of another cummings poem on Mother’s Day:
I carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)
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We Methodists claim Grace as well; it’s funny how differently we do so, too! 😀 So, yeah, I’m thinking Love is just the better word. And I carry your heart was my first choice, but then, I realized I wasn’t putting up a Mother’s day post. (I don’t write Mother’s Day sermons, ever. On principle.) So, I went with Love is a place. And today, I’d say it is. 😀 Happy Mother’s Day to you. ~W
Happy Mother’s Day. Cummings is one of my favorite poets.
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An amazing poet—one I’m only now coming to appreciate. You’d think with my background, I would have spent more time in poetry, but I’m afraid I was far more interested in the like of Flannery O’Connor when I wasn’t knee deep in ancient religious texts. Happy Mother’s Day, to you! Hug those cherubs of yours. 😀 ~W
Wow, what a great shot. It looks like a swirling leaf.
Happy Mom’s Day! Enjoy the “brightness of peace” 🙂
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Thank you!! I have and I hope you got some time with MoC today, too. She rocks, as do you! :D ~W
Happy Mother’s Day. I can tell – even across all of the miles that separate our Astorias – that you’re a fabulous mom. Enjoy the love today!
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Thank you, Susan! :D ~W
Happy Mommy’s day! I hope you had a wonderful day with your dudes doting on you! 🙂
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Thank you Cindy—I hope you had a lovely Mother’s day as well! ~W
When we were in a mall in Spokane, we saw a quote, “What if Mother’s Day were a place?” I didn’t really understand it very well. I have low expectations for this day; my kids always make sure I feel loved and that’s mostly every day. That is way more important than Big Hoopla on one day of the year. I am proud to be their mom, as you are proud to be BW’s.
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Yeah, I’m not for all the hoopla. I don’t expect anything–and it always ends up being a lovely day because of it! 😀 In fact, I typically spend the day talking the boys out of doing MORE. We ended up just hanging out, talking and playing with the Wii together. It was nice. ~W
Flannery. Heh. I love teaching her to my freshman, even if she isn’t my personal cup of tea. She blows their mind.
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She still blows my mind. And frankly, she’s one author I can drop into casual conversation that doesn’t get the “huh” factor (unlike everything else I was compelled to read in the past 4 years!). Most people know who she is and why she should be read. I didn’t read her until my Sr. year in college: I took a class called Major Southern Writers: where, you can imagine I was simply in love. It was a difficult choice of a class for me, because I wasn’t an English major (and this was a Sr. level course and I was way out of my element) and across the hall an advanced Church History course taught by a man I adored met at the exact same time. It was my last semester and he spent the first few weeks of school trying to talk me into changing courses. He would even come into the class at the beginning and chide me for hanging out with the English people… he’d say, “What are you doing here, you belong in my class.” He even told my instructor (A Mississippian who was my English Adviser) to let me go that she was being unfair to keep me. (Alberto was a fiery Latino and he played that role with glee!) But–he was teaching the Reformation and given a choice between reading those blowhards of the 16th C or reading Flannery and Faulkner—my DNA won out. I’ve never regretted it. ~W
Love is something good to ponder. I haven’t ever juxtaposed the word of yes with the idea of love. In truth, I’m struggling a bit with that one.
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Yeah, well–it’s hard to the find the yes in the boy’s case—he’s so persistent! 😀 You’re a good dad and I know you’re working on finding that place with him. He loves you and I think likes being the puppy with the bone to your dog with a bone. 😀 ~W
e.e. Cummings is my favorite poet. Thank you for posting this!
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You’re so welcome! 😀 ~WÂÂ
Happy Mother’s Day! And what lovely photography. Meanwhile, on the paint thing–I’m going through the reverse of what you talked about with the yellow. We painted the outside of our house yellow, and now I really want to warm up the interior with some yellows, but I’m not sure how it’s going to work with yellow outside AND inside. It’ll be like living in a cube of butter!
Of course, maybe that’s not a bad thing. 🙂
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Yeah, too much of a good thing? Maybe as a accent color?? 😀 But, I’m feeling you. We took a drive today and saw at least 6 yellow houses each one the “perfect” shade of yellow. But, that would require repainting out interiors, and that’s soooooooooooo not happening. ~W
Oh, that looks like the most perfect sip ever…And the one froth looks like a leaf…..xxo
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It might possibly be the most perfect sip ever. Oh, I’m still working on your package!! It’s coming, it is, it is! ~W
I’m laughing at you with the religion cramming in English major courses. I was an English major, cramming in Theology courses.
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I can see your logical mind doing very well in theology courses. And, you know, there’s always graduate school. Not that I’d recommend Seminary. Heh. I wasn’t much for straight theology–I was always much more interested in “counting verbs” as they would say. I liked literature, story and narrative, and the Old Testament is chock full of amazing things to discover. But, I did my fair share of theological work–but from a literary perspective (how does the fashioning of this story say something about how the author understood their relationship with God… etc…) not a philosophical bent. I couldn’t do it and, dare I say this, I’ve NEVER taken ONE philosophy class in my life. Heh, I just couldn’t rap my non-linear mind around it. Every time I had a choice, I’d choose religion/theology.ÂÂ
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My degree was an interdisciplinary degree: we were expected to take so many religion classes and then pick another field to emphasize in like History or Philosophy. I chose English, specifically Literature because my minor was Biblical Literature so I was somewhat adept at looking at texts and “seeing”. But honestly, I was out of my depth with a lot of it. I figured out early on that what I really loved was Southern Literature and just focused my classwork there. It helped, of course, that my beloved adviser taught those classes. She and I bonded over being Southern women in the NW in my very first course in college and we ran amok for 3 years after that. I’d saved the last course for her–it seemed fitting that we would spend my last quarter together. And, had I had a girl, she would have bore Fan’s name. 😀 ~W
Blowhards of the 16th century??!! Herr Luther is alive and kicking and has a blog, you know. http://www.lutheratthemovies.blogspot.com ;~)
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Luther, Calvin, Zwingli? Oh my. Trust me, I read enough of them in my graduate degree to only emphasize what a good decision I made my last quarter of college. Seriously, I’ve never met a preacher who didn’t have a bit of blowhard in them. :D ~W