The Christmas Star
Kelly's art, Kelly's bread, Pam's squash blossoms, and Robin happy at the beach
Robin putting in some hospital time as a youth.
Leg display. Sept. 24, 2020
It's not a contest or anything. But, Kelly wins.
'Shrooms, anyone?
August 20 call features Simon
Emily's energy and industry is now at home....here Georgia.
A good poem
Famous
The river is famous to the fish. The loud voice is famous to silence, which knew it would inherit the earth before anybody said so. The cat sleeping on the fence is famous to the birds watching him from the birdhouse. The tear is famous, briefly, to the cheek. The idea you carry close to your bosom is famous to your bosom. The boot is famous to the earth, more famous than the dress shoe, which is famous only to floors. The bent photograph is famous to the one who carries it and not at all famous to the one who is pictured. I want to be famous to shuffling men who smile while crossing streets, sticky children in grocery lines, famous as the one who smiled back. I want to be famous in the way a pulley is famous, or a buttonhole, not because it did anything spectacular, but because it never forgot what it could do.
Credit
From Words Under the Words: Selected Poems by Naomi Shihab Nye. Copyright © 1995. Reprinted with permission of Far Corner Books, Portland, OR.
Robin builds a snowman that looks a little bit like a bride, wearing boots that look a little bit like flippers.
Robin enjoys a beach day in her teeny flower bikini.
We take a minute to decide next week's challenge........Make A Mask!
Robin shouts 'hurray' wearing a cute green crop top.
We always feel better after our calls, am-I-right?
Extra picture from PKZ, who couldn't limit herself to five.
Sprinkles in St. Rose, near Montreal, summer of 2017.
Robin wears another tiny tee.
Close up of the dried-brown-leaf version of Bonnie.
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