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Wuthering Heights

He said the pleasantest manner of spending a hot July day was lying from morning till evening on a bank of heath in the middle of the moors, with the bees humming dreamily about among the bloom, and the larks singing high up overhead, and the blue sky and bright sun shining steadily and cloudlessly."

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The kiss of the sun for pardon,
The song of the birds for mirth,
One is nearer God's heart in a garden
Than anywhere else on earth.
-Dorothy Frances Gurney

Help

She who plants a seed beneath the sod and waits to see a plant, believes in God

Oh! the snow, the beautiful snow, Filling the sky and earth below, Over the housetops, over the street, Over the heads of the people you meet. Dancing, Flirting, Skimming along.
JW Watson

Beyond The City

The sky was of the deepest blue, with a few white, fleecy clouds drifting lazily across it, and the air was filled with the low drone of insects or with a sudden sharper note as bee or bluefly shot past with its quivering, long-drawn hum, like an insect tuning-fork.

The best remedy for those who are afraid, lonely or unhappy is to go outside, somewhere where they can be quiet, alone with the heavens, nature and God. Because only then does one feel that all is as it should be and that God wishes to see people happy, amidst the simple beauty of nature.
- Anne Frank

“Sometimes, if you stand on the bottom rail of a bridge and lean over to watch the river slipping slowly away beneath you, you will suddenly know everything there is to be known.”
- Winnie the Pooh

Cathing the Train

The only way of catching a train I ever discovered is to miss the train before.

He who dislikes the cat was in his former life a rat.

Peter Pan

When the first baby laughed for the first time, its laugh broke into a thousand pieces, and they all went skipping about, and that was the beginning of fairies. And now when every new baby is born its first laugh becomes a fairy. So there ought to be one fairy for every boy or girl.

To send a letter is a good way to go somewhere without moving anything but your heart.

If you can look at a dog and not feel vicarious excitement and affection, you must be a cat.

Peter Rabbit

Don't go into Mr. McGregor's garden: your Father had an accident there; he was put in a pie by Mrs. McGregor. - Beatrix Potter

Oxford Union Society, London, Rule 46

Any member introducing a dog into the Society's premises shall be liable to a fine of one pound. Any animal leading a blind person shall be deemed to be a cat.

Bel

Fish

Liesel's Garden Party

Saturday 6 December 2008

Show & Tell Friday

Seeing as I made my Show & Tell Friday post last week, but it not going through (because of Thanksgiving?) see here (link) for my entry :o)

Posted by Liesel at 04:16

Labels: Show and Tell Friday

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The Bad Beekeepers Guide

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Winnie the Pooh

Did you ever stop to think, and forget to start again?

The flower offered of itself And eloquently spoke Of Gods In languages of rainbows Perfumes And secret silence... - Phillip Pulfrey

The Old Curiosity Shop
The air came laden with the fragrance it caught upon its way, and the bees, upborne upon its scented breath, hummed forth their drowsy satisfaction as they floated by.

My Agatha Christie Collection

-the original versions that is!-

o After The Funeral
√ Appointment With Death
√ Cards On The Table
√ Cat Among the Pigeons
o Curtain
√ Dead Man's Folly
√ Death In The Clouds
o Death On The Nile
√ Dumb Witness
√ Elephants Can Remember
o Evil Under The Sun
o Five Little Pigs
√ Hercule Poirot's Christmas
o Hickory Dickory Dock
√ Hollowe'en Party
o Lord Edgware Dies
√ Mrs McGinty's Dead
√ Murder in Mesopotamia
√ Murder In The Mews
√ Murder is Easy
o Murder On The Orient Express
√ Murder on the Links
√ One Two Buckle My Shoe
√ Peril At End House
o Poirot's Early Cases
o Poirot Investigates
√ Taken At The Flood
o The ABC Murders
o The Adventure of The Christmas Pudding
o The Big Four
o The Clocks
o The Hollow
√ The Labours of Hercules
√ The Man in the Brown Suit
√ The Murder Of Roger Ackroyd
√ The Mysterious Affair At Styles
√ The Mystery Of The Blue Train
o The Secret Adversary
√ The Secret Of Chimneys
√ The Seven Dials Mystery
o Three Act Tragedy
√ Third Girl

Dickon: The animals tell me all their secrets.
Mary: [pointing to the Robin] He wouldn't tell you my secret, would he?
Dickon: About what, Miss Mary?
Mary: A garden. I've stolen a garden. But it may already be dead, I don't know.
Dickon: I'll know.
Mary: Promise you won't tell anyone?
Dickon: Promise.
Mary: No one?
Dickon: Not a soul.
From: The Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson Burnett

As the Seasons Come and Go

And as the seasons come and go, here's something you might like to know. There are fairies everywhere: under bushes, in the air, playing games just like you play, singing through their busy day. So listen, touch, and look around - in the air and on the ground. And if you watch all nature's things, you might just see a fairy's wing.

But mighty Nature bounds as from her birth;
The sun is in the heavens, and life on earth:
Flowers in the valley, splendor in the beam,
Health on the gale, and freshness in the stream.
- Lord Byron

Nadine Stair

If I had my life to live over, I would start barefoot earlier in the spring and stay that way later in the fall. I would go to more dances. I would ride more merry-go-rounds. I would pick more daisies.