C.S. Lewis

"A creature revolting against a creator is revolting against the source of his own powers--including even his power to revolt...It is like the scent of a flower trying to destroy the flower."

que? what?

from whence comes the que in barbeque?

there are a lot of stories explaining this, and unfortunately i found out today that my favorite of these stories is classified as a myth.

the story goes that a group of french people visited the carribean and saw a pig being roasted whole on a spit over a fire, and said the cooking stake went "barbe a queue," or "from beard to tail.

oh dear, now i'm very hungry.

Dirge without Music

I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground.
So it is, and so it will be, for so it has been, time out of mind:
Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely. Crowned
With lilies and with laurel they go; but I am not resigned.

Lovers and thinkers, into the earth with you.
Be one with the dull, the indiscriminate dust.
A fragment of what you felt, of what you knew,
A formula, a phrase remains, --- but the best is lost.

The answers quick & keen, the honest look, the laughter, the love,
They are gone. They have gone to feed the roses. Elegant and curled
Is the blossom. Fragrant is the blossom. I know. But I do not approve.
More precious was the light in your eyes than all the roses in the world.

Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave
Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;
Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave.
I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned.

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

minty fresh!

ahhhh! yum. these are the best mints in the world.

Idea

Tell me if this is weird. well, i know its weird, so don't. nevermind.

nosePod.

its like an ipod for your nose. you can download smells from the nosePod website and you just walk around and for example if you're in someone's house and there is mildew or pets or stinky fish or something, you just stick on the nosePod and set it to grassy knoll! and yes, it is invisible, you don't have a gigantic thing just sittin on your nose, that would be weird.

i think i'd have "fresh dirt" cause it smells grreat, "clean laundry", "wet freshly mowed grass" "my favorite soap" (papaya... its from kroger and its really cheap and it smells really good) and "orchard" ... what about you?

Gnocchicism

Thinking about Gnosticism makes me hungry. For pasta.

Mmmm... Gnocchi.

hyperventilating

please, please, PLEEEEAASSE...

can i just hide under the covers until this week is over?


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a welcome addition

and now to introduce a new and welcome addition to my foresty family.


he arrived by post a few days ago.


meet...




Percival "Percy" Eugene Worthington, II.


he hopes you will be his friend.

according to Percy, he was named after Sir Percival, one of the knights of the round table. (his legend tells that he was raised in the forest, unconscious of the existence of any humans other than himself and his mother, until one day King Arthur and his knights rode by and young Percival knew that he was destined to find the grail.) Percy has lots of friends, and he loves to garden. He is especially fond of his linum rubrum.

I decided to take some pictures of Percival and Cecil. it seemed like a good thing to do, so we went a'walking. They walked in the garden...

swung (swang? swanged? swong?) on the swing...






...and a good time was had by all.

silly old gordon fell in a ditch!

the other night i sat in my room, in my regular clothes, doing homework for hours... with a green polka dot showercap on my head.

and i wasn't even planning on showering later! i'm really not sure why i put it on to begin with. the thing is, i knew it was there, it wasn't like i just forgot i had it on... i just forgot that it wasn't normal to wear a showercap whilst studying.