Memorial Day

In Flanders fields the poppies blow

Between the crosses, row on row,

That mark our place; and in the sky

The larks still bravely singing, fly

Scarce heard among the guns below.

 

We are the dead.  Short days ago

We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,

Loved, and were loved, and now we lie

In Flanders fields.

 

Take up our quarrel with the foe:

To you from failing hands we throw

The torch; be yours to hold it high.

If ye break faith with us who die

We shall not sleep, though poppies grow

In Flanders fields.

 ~by John McCrae

If you feel so led you may want to go here for a list of U.S. casualities and pray for the families of these brave souls who gave all.

Some Friday Fun

Six Quirky Things about You
Here are the rules:

* Link the person who tagged you.  

Study in Brown

* Mention the rules in your blog. 

you are reading them now

* Tell about six unspectacular quirks of yours. 

hmm...let's see...

1. i absolutely cannot sleep with socks on. as a matter of fact ~ my feet must be sticking out of the covers no mater how cold it is.


2. i am extremely introverted and/but extremely talkative ~ go figure.


3. i have an irrational fear of slugs. (shudder)


4. my favourite snack is salted, unbuttered popcorn and milk.


5. the smell of coconut makes me sick.


6. a cannot stand drinking through plastic straws or lids.

* Tag a new set of six following bloggers by linking them  

be my guest

One Post Every Two Months, or ...

Why do I even have a blog?

I love blogs! ~ at least, reading and looking at other people's blogs ~ So I want to have a blog, too, but the things that I most enjoy about other's blogs don't apply to my blog.  I do not have much talent for either written or artistic expression; I offer neither wit nor wisdom; I possess no great skill for organizing and planning, no expertise in any particular academic subject, no gift of spiritual encouragement.  My blog has no clear purpose or style ~ even to me.  I post infrequently and sporadically.  I waste too much time on here while accomplishing very little.  

But...

I want to have a blog.

So...

I will keep tinkering with my template and posting sporadically and frustrating myself.  I will continue to enjoy being a part of this blogging world where I sit on the fringe and admire those who do have something to offer and be grateful that they share so graciously with me.