A QUOTE FOR TODAY

Being solitary is being alone well: being alone luxuriously immersed in doings of your own choice, aware of the fullness of your own presence rather than of the absence of others. Because solitude is an achievement.

Alice Koller

LOG CABIN UPDATE

If you look on a previous post I talked about the log cabin that was almost mine (had to move it off the lot and put it somewhere else) and is now for sale for just under $1 million. I just learned that it is under contract. Some lucky person will use it most likely as a vacation home.

THOUGHTS FOR TODAY

"The woods are lovely, dark and deep.

But I have promises to keep,

And miles to go before I sleep

And miles to go before I sleep."

Robert Frost

The journey we take in life can be fraught with potholes and rough patches, but isn't it worth the trip? This is an e-mail that was passed around a few years ago. I find it delightful.

Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well-preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, wine in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming --- "WOO HOO" -- What a ride!

MY FAVORITE PLACES

Paris

New Hampshire

Home Sweet Home

White Picket Fences

I am trying to decide what to devote this blog to and, since I love cabins, cottages and interesting abodes, I think that will be the subject. Here are some pictures of sweet houses near the beach in my little town. There is also a pic of the one and only remaining dirt road in town. I love the lavender door on one house and the apple green on another door. Of course, none of these houses are mine. We live just outside of town and we do not live in a $2M home as most of these are.

My Log Cabin Dream

Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things
which escape those who dream only by night. Edgar Allan Poe, "Eleonora"

I had a dream to have a small log cabin wherein I would live alone to ponder the world, to read, to write. This is a photo of a log cabin that for a fleeting moment could be mine. It had to be moved off the lot on which it existed and my husband thought we could do it. As it turned out, the cost would have been greatly prohibitive because to buy a lot near it would cost a million dollars to buy (you read correctly) and to buy a lot on an affordable lot would require moving the cabin many miles away at a great, great cost.

As it turned out, someone I work with made a deal with the owner of the cabin and together they purchased a nearby lot and the cabin will be moved and then be re-sold for a profit. It seems a sorry end to my dream, but I guess it was not to be.

I wish I had taken a picture of the cabin as it was. It was so sweet. This is the picture of it now with the front porch taken off in preparation for the move.

The Jabberwocky

The Jabberwocky

By Lewis Carroll

'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves

Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:

All mimsy were the borogoves,

And the mome raths outgrabe.

"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!

The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!

Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun

The frumious Bandersnatch!"

He took his vorpal sword in hand:

Long time the manxome foe he sought--

So rested he by the Tumtum tree,

And stood awhile in thought.

And, as in uffish thought he stood,

The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,

Came whiffing through the tugey wood,

And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through

The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!

He left it dead, and with its head

He went galumphing back.

"And hast thou slain the Jaberwock?

Come to my arms, my beamish boy!

O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"

He chortled in his joy.

'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves

Did grye and gimble in the wabe:

All mimsy were the borogoves,

And the mome raths outgrabe