Today, Jack alerts me to a beautiful bird in the Weeping Cherry.
He talks to the bird with that strange broken meowing sound, moving his jaw rapidly. I've wondered for years why cats make this sound when they look at birds.
My husband tells me that cats imagine eating the bird and therefore make munching sounds with their mouths.
Jack's on the hunt, imagining success. Would a cat ever capture a bird like this? Unlikely. Would a cat with one eye, indoors, catch a bird like this? Never.
Still, the cat munches. Still, he visualizes success.
Maybe one day. The confidence of my One-Eyed Cat inspires me. The bird flies from the tree, uncaught, and Jack, undaunted, settles under the lights of the Christmas tree. Maybe, in his mind, he simply let the bird go.
Oh, Jack, you crazy cat, living with flair, in lights for all to see. You don't give up. We won't either.
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Happy Saturday! Are you inspired to persevere today?
Saturday, December 3, 2011
Friday, December 2, 2011
Small Deposit, Big Return
Frost covers the clover this morning.
The children bend down, astonished by these small deposits of tiny white ice crystals. Children teach me that the smallest thing often holds the most wonder.
I stand above the clover, and then I bow down to observe it. I marvel at the conditions that frost this clover; that unseen hand requires air saturated with water vapor on surfaces cooler than the dew point.
I don't understand it. It fades within the hour from the warmth of the rising sun. Frost, when I really observe it well, astonishes indeed.
It's not even noon, and I've already marveled. Living with flair means marveling--being absolutely filled with wonder and astonishment--today. I want to live my life greatly impressed. Instead of cynicism or complaint, I want to marvel.
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What has astonished you today?
| Frost Melts on the Clover |
The children bend down, astonished by these small deposits of tiny white ice crystals. Children teach me that the smallest thing often holds the most wonder.
I stand above the clover, and then I bow down to observe it. I marvel at the conditions that frost this clover; that unseen hand requires air saturated with water vapor on surfaces cooler than the dew point.
I don't understand it. It fades within the hour from the warmth of the rising sun. Frost, when I really observe it well, astonishes indeed.
It's not even noon, and I've already marveled. Living with flair means marveling--being absolutely filled with wonder and astonishment--today. I want to live my life greatly impressed. Instead of cynicism or complaint, I want to marvel.
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What has astonished you today?
Thursday, December 1, 2011
Something New to Try: Growing a Pineapple in Your Kitchen
Today, with my sore throat, chills, and aches, I walk around campus as one wading through swampland. What good can come of this day? I teach in a fog, drag my feet to the store, and then robot-like and half-asleep, put groceries in my cart.
Pineapple is on sale.
Back home, I read about the best way to cut pineapple, and I learn this from a neighboring website:
You can grow pineapples inside your house. A website shows me a step-by-step guide to cutting off the pineapple's crown, letting in root in water for several weeks, potting it in soil, and then watching it grow to a mature plant. Other sites claim that this fun project will keep children enthralled for the whole winter.
I'm doing this! I'm right this moment going to cut my pineapple, soak the crown, and let this new thing grow in my windowsill. I'll report back the progress.
Suddenly, the day shimmers with sweet pineapple warmth. Living with flair means--no matter what kind of day we're having--we discover some new and wonderful thing to try.
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Have you tried this?
Pineapple is on sale.
Back home, I read about the best way to cut pineapple, and I learn this from a neighboring website:
You can grow pineapples inside your house. A website shows me a step-by-step guide to cutting off the pineapple's crown, letting in root in water for several weeks, potting it in soil, and then watching it grow to a mature plant. Other sites claim that this fun project will keep children enthralled for the whole winter.
I'm doing this! I'm right this moment going to cut my pineapple, soak the crown, and let this new thing grow in my windowsill. I'll report back the progress.
Suddenly, the day shimmers with sweet pineapple warmth. Living with flair means--no matter what kind of day we're having--we discover some new and wonderful thing to try.
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Have you tried this?
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