Thou, sun, art half as happy as we,
In that the world’s contracted thus.
Thine age asks ease, and since thy duties be
To warm the world, that’s done in warming us.
Shine here to us, and thou art everywhere;
This bed thy center is, these walls, thy sphere.
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John Donne, excerpt from “The Sun Rising”
I think this quote pairs beautifully with Flaming June

Frederic, Lord Leighton. Flaming June, ca. 1895. Museo de Arte de Ponce.
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Do I contradict myself?
Very well then I contradict myself,
(I am large, I contain multitudes.)
A moment of joy captured in 1981: My uncle Fred helping me “play” the piano. That wood paneling still covers the walls of my parents’ den today. (Don’t scoff—it was fashionable back then, and is quite expensive to remove.)
This is how I remember him, the loving, affable uncle. When he disappeared from my small child’s world, when his kind face stopped appearing in our photo albums, he became a voice on the phone, and his presence was magnified at family gatherings by his physical absence. I mainly learned about him through what others said. He was a genius. He was a source of concern. He was, ultimately, sober. He rescued cats (this runs in the family). He was a good friend.
And he was a great uncle. His death last week at age 71 was a terrible surprise. I see this sweet snapshot, and know he has found peace.
His cats have been placed with the wonderful people at Chance at Life Cat Rescue. Their website: http://chanceatlifecatrescue.com/ and Facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Chance-At-Life-Cat-Rescue/119284214775309
The beauty of spring at The Portland, captured by amazing neighbors!
brianmayisagoonie:
Hello lovely spring tree outside my window.