It's a Sunday of nesting activities--cleaning the house and working on a baby blanket to send to a new mother in Estonia who translated for us and made us feel welcome when we visited in August.
I love days like this with no demands.
To set the mood, I set my ipod to shuffle songs and turned it up loud enough to function as my personal soundtrack. The random shuffle had gone through Pachabel's Cannon in D, Muleskinner Blues, Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy and Alan Jackson's version of The Old Rug
Many years ago, I stayed up late talking to the man who owned a bed & breakfast that I was staying in in Wales. As we traded thoughts into the wee hours, he said something so profound that I think of it every day. It's all part of the tapestry of life.
Yes, indeed.
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now that has given me a thought for today...
Don't you just love it when the i-pod shuffles to the songs that were programed into the i-pod when you bought it? Just for a few seconds you wonder who put that on there? I need to load mine with more of my CDs. Thanks for the reminder. Pappy
Life is such a colorful tapestry, isn't it? And we all have our very own to share.
Very profound! All the weavings of our livings go into making up our life's tapestry.
Have a great week, Beth and enjoy your weavings. :)
A musical chore day, I think I'll shuffle off and try that.
Much as I love my I-pod, I can't really enjoy the shuffle feature. If I hear the beginning of a classical piece, I want to hear the next part of it. But shuffle zooms me away into another music genre--not for me, thanks.
I really liked this thought!
Pacabel's canon you would find on mine if I had an iPOd, which I don't. I don't know about some of the others. You are so unique and I am so glad I met you. I bet Maine is gorgeous right now. How about some photos of her autumn splendor? How are the bees and the beaver family? You are now part of my tapestry of life!
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