Skip to comments.Paradise, If You Can See It.
Posted on 02/15/2017 7:05:33 AM PST by NOBO2012
Here with a Loaf of Bread beneath the Bough,
A Flask of Wine, a Book of Verse and Thou
Beside me singing in the Wilderness
And Wilderness is Paradise enow.
- Omar Khayyám
I tell you what, Ill provide the bread,
and the wine - left over from the Flyover Fest.
Gerard provides the verse in narrative form. About paradise. Enjoy. Life is so much more than politics.
This job began in the winter and the only source of heat Miss Helen had was a standard issue wood stove that she also used for cooking. The stove took a lot of wood and the old ladys wood came from a large pile of logs on another islet behind her hut. They were far too big to fit in the stove and my main job was to take a maul, then an axe, then a hatchet, and transform each log into a pile of kindling that the old lady could use. It wasnt that bad a job except when it snowed or rained, which, since this was winter in Paradise was pretty much every other day when it was not a continuation of the snow and rain from the day before.
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Life is paradise, and we are all in paradise, but we refuse to see it.
Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov
Posted from: Michelle Obamas Mirror
A quart of beer, a bag of pretzels, and thou . . . sorry.
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