These are the quotes I want to share with you. There are so many bloggers out there that have such talent and write to lift the spirit. There are many more who are so creative in presenting their photography and other artistic forms of expression. Thanks for sharing your deep thoughts, life’s philosophy and personal experiences. I look forward to reading WordPress bloggers everyday. Happy Blogging!
“The rain’s like this song that we never took the time to listen. A song that frees your mind. A song that makes you feel light and happy but lonely and scared at the same time. A song that touches your soul in a way that you’ll never get to explain (and probably won’t admit). A song that makes you feel at peace with yourself. A song that is made of various rhythms which are harmonized into one long melody. A song that reminds you of immortality and of endless possibilities.”
“This combination of vision and discovery, of seeing and seeking, seems to lead naturally to the essay. It is a different kind of writing, focused on drawing connections, plumbing unsuspected depths, turning the kaleidoscope of words around and around until discovered bits of life, tiny, jewel-like fragments of reality, drop into new and unexpected patterns.”
If you want to get a review on a book, you need to check out this blog.
“From the moment I opened this book, I was under a spell. And remained so until the very last page. Isabel Allende’s words are bewitching and I am thankful that I was on holiday when I started, so I could have hours of uninterrupted, beach-reading bliss!”
I love this blog. I do not sew and do not knit, crochet or anything else that involves needles but I grew up watching my mother and my aunt sewing. My daughter takes after them. It is definitely a talent and gift I do not own. My mother-in-law is an artist with needles as well. So to those of you who love to sew this is a great place to get some ideas. The photos show some of my mother-in-law’s talent.
“Agujas. Needles. I grew up watching my grandmother create beautiful afghans with a single crochet hook and a twist of her hand. I would sit at her side and crochet one long chain after another with her colorful balls of yarn. Years later, I learned to knit, to tejer, but with two agujas and I became entranced by the soothing “click click” rhythm of the needles.”
“Today I was thinking about the fact that we, as people, keep many things locked up in our lives. We keep physical things locked up and we keep emotional feelings locked up.”