~ ACCUSTOMED, CEREMONIOUS ~
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| " . . . for the leaves were full of children . . ."
~ T. S. Eliot ~ " . . . there are children in the morning They are leaning out for love and they will lean that way forever . . . " ~ Leonard Cohen ~ |
My last post featured Davey,
the little boy in one of my favorite childhood storybooks
who stacks up all the hay in the Christmas stable,
having some fun along the way:
engaged in similar activity.
Look at these happy kids,
turning straw to gold!
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| Ellie & Aidan, in their backyard
October 2024 |
November 2024
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| Ellie & Aidan
All Saints Day 2025 |
We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.
Through the unknown, unremembered gate
When the last of earth left to discover
Is that which was the beginning;
At the source of the longest river
The voice of the hidden waterfall
And the children in the apple tree
Not known, because not looked for
But heard, half-heard, in the stillness
Between two waves of the sea.
~ From "Little Gidding" (Part V)
Hidden excitedly, containing laughter.
.Go, go, go, said the bird: human kind
Cannot bear very much reality.
Time past and time future
What might have been and what has been
Point to one end, which is always present. . .
Even while the dust moves
There rises the hidden laughter
Of children in the foliage
Quick now, here, now, always—
Ridiculous the waste sad time
Stretching before and after.
~ From "Burnt Norton," Parts I & V
Both selections by T. S. Eliot (1888 - 1965)
From The Four Quartets
~ always inspirational for the New Year ~
Next Fortnightly Post
Wednesday, January 14th
Between now and then, read
THE QUOTIDIAN KIT
my shorter, almost daily blogs
www.dailykitticarriker.blogspot.com
Looking for a good book? Try
KITTI'S LIST
my running list of recent reading
www.kittislist.blogsppot.com
Ellie ~ Aidan
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