“Mary Ann and her kitty Jellylorum,” by Mary Holstad (beige mohair, shoebutton eyes, vintage low-waist frock, 1987)
Why I Wake Early
by Mary Oliver
Hello, sun in my face. Hello, you who made the morning and spread it over the fields and into the faces of the tulips and the nodding morning glories, and into the windows of, even, the miserable and the crotchety – best preacher that ever was, dear star, that just happens to be where you are in the universe to keep us from ever-darkness, to ease us with warm touching, to hold us in the great hands of light – good morning, good morning, good morning. Watch, now, how I start the day.
♥ This week’s Sunday Bear Hug is brought to you by Mr. Cornelius, who wishes you the brightest and most glorious of mornings, hoping you’ll carry this light with you throughout the week.
In the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter and sharing of pleasures. For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.
(Khalil Gibran)
♥ Your Sunday Bear Hug is brought to you by Mr. Cornelius, who would be happy to wish you a very Good Morning, but he’s not up yet. Pass the cinnamon rolls and talk amongst yourselves.
I stopped believing in Santa Claus when I was six. Mother took me to a department store and he asked for my autograph.
(Shirley Temple)
♥ Today’s cinematic Sunday Bear Hug is brought to you by Cornelius, who wishes you a Happy Oscar Sunday and wants to know if you think he’s handsomer than George Clooney.
Had enough of bare trees, brown grass, and grey skies?
Enter the world of living color:
Flowers by MajleeRainbow Sandwich by D. Sharon PruittColorful Ice Creams by _poseidon_Party Umbrellas by D. Sharon PruittPink Summer Cherry Love by D. Sharon PruittColorful Hats by anwarash ahmadRainbow Cake by CypriotchickMacarons by Julien Haler
It happens every year. Right around Halloween, the Green Hand gets restless. Goes off in search of adventure. Some folks are afraid of him. But not me!