all that is gold does not glitter
All that is gold does not glitter;
Not all those who wander are lost.
The old that is strong does not wither.
Deep roots are not touched by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken.
A light from the shadows will spring.
Renewed shall be blade that was broken;
The crownless again shall be king.
Not all those who wander are lost.
The old that is strong does not wither.
Deep roots are not touched by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken.
A light from the shadows will spring.
Renewed shall be blade that was broken;
The crownless again shall be king.
July 13, 2011
I remember thirteen.
At thirteen I started to ride the subway alone. Thirteen was when I put away my Matchbox cars and picked up Rolling Stone. It was after-school peanut butter cups and cream soda from the deli on Bond Street. At thirteen I got to try a little of dad's beer, and at thirteen I swore I'd never drink that godawful stuff. Thirteen was tremulous fear and quaking desire. Thirteen was when childhood faded into the mist, and the future beckoned slyly from the car.
I remember thirteen well, but now I see it for what it really is:
Thirteen is the time of angels.
Happy birthday, my mad, bad, sad, brilliant beautiful man.
At thirteen I started to ride the subway alone. Thirteen was when I put away my Matchbox cars and picked up Rolling Stone. It was after-school peanut butter cups and cream soda from the deli on Bond Street. At thirteen I got to try a little of dad's beer, and at thirteen I swore I'd never drink that godawful stuff. Thirteen was tremulous fear and quaking desire. Thirteen was when childhood faded into the mist, and the future beckoned slyly from the car.
I remember thirteen well, but now I see it for what it really is:
Thirteen is the time of angels.
Happy birthday, my mad, bad, sad, brilliant beautiful man.
behold the awesome power of noodles
We went to an open house at the Voyagers Homeschooling Co-op in Acton. One of the activities was an invention workshop, where they were building bridges out of spaghetti noodles.
Final tally for Morgan's bridge:
* 7.4 reams of paper
* 387 #2 pencils
* 36 colored pencils,
* 30 large Crayola markers
* 100 small Crayola markers
* five glue sticks
* and six quarts of milk.
