Little Things
~Julia A. Carney
Little drops of water,
Little drains of sand,
Make the mighty ocean
And the beauteous land.
And the little moments,
And the little moments,
Humble though they be,
Make the mighty ages
Of eternity.
So our little errors
Lead the soul away,
From the paths of virtue
Into sin to stray.
Little deeds of kindness,
Little words of love,
Make our earth an Eden,
Like the heaven above.
Well gosh. I've been having problems with using Internet Explorer 9 browser on Blogger. It just doesn't work. I logged a job with my IT Help Desk several times and begged for Firefox. Finally got some action. That, coupled with the usual domestic mayhem and the huge chunk of life committed to paid employment, has meant no diarising of life in the Gull's Nest. There's been nothing much to report though; perhaps infinitessimal progress on a number of fronts but with barely detectable results. Ro-Ro has finally resumed piano lessons, now that we've found a teacher, and picked it up surprisingly well given that he has hardly played for six months. We been swimming like little Olympians to let Charly get some extra training in for the South Canberra swimming carnival. (How I wish we had our own backyard pool to save trekking to Civic or Tuggeranong public pools.) But other than that, it's the usual grind of washin', cookin', cleanin' and launderin'.
I see there have been some terrific goings on among the gorgeous crowd on my favourites' list. Creativity, travel and dedicated home-making. I can feel a wish-list coming on. It will be school holiday shortly so hopefully I can take some time off to break out of this repressive routine and dream a little.
