Sunday night::"and all was quiet and peaceful in the country."*
So much to think and tell about from our day, today.
But for now, I just wanted to stop in here and say goodnight.
We had our first fire of the season, out back, when we came home from the city tonight. It was a long, good day, although there were many tears.
I actually have decided that tears are good. It means you are feeling something intensely, good or bad. Imagine the opposite. I'll take the tears over that.
The last tears of the night were Anna's, shed as we read *The Little House * to her for the first time. I think that those are beautiful tears.
More tomorrow. Thanks for reading.
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posted by Tara Thayer at
8:57 PM
6 Comments:
once again we are on a similar page my friend...we spent the day in the city at the richard avedon exhibit and then at the dinner table we decided that sage's story tonight would be "mike mulligan and his steam shovel" and a bit less sad but still...amazingly creative and meaningful.
I agree about tears - I cry them for many reasons.
sweet dreams my sweet.
In my tradition - tears - symbolize a piercing of the heart - in a good way - they are sanctifying.
I think I might need to organize an evening get together around a fire pit.
this is the perfect time of year for little house books :)
oh how I still got to read picture books at bedtime....i so miss that. AND, a day in the city and home again...so jealous. I saw the Art book fair advertised and wished we lived closer so we could go.
I read Katy and the Big Snow three times today at my granddaughters request...and when my grandson was younger it was his favorite book too...coming in as close second and third favorites are The Little House and Mike Mulligan...Virginia Lee Burton is amazing!...
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