Nostalgic Five-Span

 

 

One-by-One Sections Coming Down

There were five now there are four ~ Bridge Spans

 

 

 

 

 

 

"I experienced this awakening one day when I was rewriting my resume for a new venture.  As I listed my accomplishments, I wondered 'Who is this woman?  Do I know her?  Do I have multiple personalities?'  For if detectives arrived at my door to search for her, they wouldn't have found a shred of physical evidence. So I started searching for clues, rescuing proof that mountains had been climbed from cardboard boxes buried in the basement.  I took some of my favorite memorabilia ~ my book covers, the announcement of my column ~ to the framers.  When I hung them up in our living room, I stood back and looked at them the way a stranger might.  Wow!  It was astounding, exhilarating, stupefying."

~ Sarah Ban Breathnach, author.  A Time Warner Company.1995 SIMPLE ABUNDANCE.

Coming Down

 

Heading East Over The New Bridge

[Photos Wed., July 23 lbw]

 



"Fun is a much under-estimated activity.  In North America we tend to think of it as something trivial, as something that isn't part of the real world.  You do your work which is serious, and then when you want to do nothing, or nothing of any import ~ when you want to goof off ~ you have fun."

~ George Cohen, senior chairman of McDonald's Restaurants of Canada.  To Russia with Fries (1997) written with David Macfarlane.

"Peace is friendship/ friendship is love/ When you put them together/ It is one big hug."

~ Lina-Marie Leone

Thought for Today ~

"What has one enjoyed most in life?  I daresay it varies with different people.  For my own part, remembering and reflecting, it seems that it is almost always the quiet moments of everyday life.  Those are the times, certainly, when I have been happiest.  Adorning Nursie's old grey head with blue bows, playing with Tony, making a parting with a comb down his broad back, galloping on what I feel to be real horses across the river my fancy has set in the garden....Happy games with my mother.  My mother, later, reading Dickens to me, gradually getting sleepy, her spectacles half falling off her nose and her head dropping forward, and myself saying in an agonised voice. 'Mother, you're going to sleep', to which my mother with great dignity replies, 'Nothing of the kind, darling.  I am not in the least sleepy!'  A few minutes later she would be asleep.  I remember feeling how ridiculous she looked with her spectacles slipping off her nose and how much I loved her at that moment."

~ Agatha Christie ( 1890 - 1976) Agatha Christie, An Autobiography, 1977.

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