Daily Archives: October 12, 2016
My Diary: The Sense Of Responsibility Needed To Be A Captain Of A Cloud
As usual for this day of the week I got up in a crepuscular dawn; June emerged like a flock of seagulls in my wake. I caught the big red double decker mouth moments before it spoke, getting coughed out and then swallowed again on the silent side of the hill. With the defiance of music in my mind I noticed a tablature of rooks on a roof top but sadly couldn’t spot the lutenist. As the aged and arthritic giantess climbed the hill I saw the spot where a procession of medieval mourners had stopped, having missed their connection to the church. I got mine and met the old man dressed as a royal barge - we sailed down the Thames, talking of motorways in prehistory and the archeological significance of ancient traffic jams.
Off-Beat October Humor
Fairmont Mayakoba Resort, Riviera Maya
A Mother’s Whispered Song
Source: Amelia Bauerle (Bowerley) “Mermaid swimming with a child”
Branwen climbed into bed with her children and spread her cloak over them. Propped on an elbow, she brushed lank curls from small foreheads and looked into the dark eyes that peered back trustingly into hers. In whispered softness, she sang them to sleep.
Little fire, starry light, guide me on my path tonight
On waves of dreams, as you sleep, ‘cross the seas, calm and deep
Farewell to troubles, lay them low, sing the seamaids, soft and slow
Little star, flame above, sail away the night, my love – Eye of Blind
For several years, I had the great privilege of serving families in need. As part of my work, I was invited into homes and lives to guide, teach, nurture, and when I could, to gather baskets of memories…
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