For pleasure has no relish unless we share it.
~ Virginia Woolf, The Common Reader
It’s time for another edition of Cee’s Share Your World. It’s hard to believe we’re up to Week 45 already. Time is doing its usual thing and flying on by.
Cee’s first question is: What is your favorite color?
I usually answer “purple” to that question, but lately I’ve been drawn to blue. Dark blues, light blues, azure, cobalt blue, turquoise, indigo, electric blue, almost any blue. Maybe it’s because most blues are calming, and I have needed a little soothing and calming.
Certain browns have been attractive to me lately, too. I walked down to the stop sign this morning where there is a T in the road. The house at the center of the upper portion of the T is one of many historic houses around here. Lining the front along the street are a variety old trees, one of which is a bald cypress. It has just started to turn the beautiful and hard to describe reddish-gold-brown of autumn. One of these days (and I’d better do it soon), I’ll walk down that way with the camera and take a picture for you so you can see what I mean.
In what do you find the simplest of joys?
There are so many things that come to mind. Family and friends, of course. Walks and hikes. The little things in nature that pop up and surprise me. Breakfast with M on weekends because you never know what that will bring.
Would you prefer a reading nook or an art, craft, photography studio?
Do I really have to choose? Okay. If you insist. While a studio would be lovely just for the space of it (we’re still rather crowded here at the Wabi-Sabi Ranch until all the renovations are finished and we can finally say, “There is no room for this or this or this…”), I’m going to go with a reading nook. My photography studio is the great outdoors, and on those occasions I want to make art or be crafty, I usually manage okay with the art desk or out in the garage, depending on how messy the project happens to be.
It’s hard not to waffle back and forth on this one because now that I think about it, I have a perfectly good reading nook on the back porch so maybe my fairy godmother will give me a studio instead. Oooh! I know! How about a studio with a reading nook? Or is that being too greedy?
What is the least one of your favorite quotes?*
This is a tough one. I’m sure there must be some quote or saying that grates on my nerves or makes me roll my eyes, but nothing comes to mind at the moment unless you count “it is what it is” and other overused phrases as quotes.
*I’ve left this in as I originally posted it, but the real question is:
What is at least one of your favorite quotes?
One word wrong makes all the difference in meaning, doesn’t it? This is one of my all-time favorite quotes:
Maybe we should develop a Crayola bomb as our next secret weapon. A happiness weapon. A beauty bomb. And every time a crisis developed, we would launch one. It would explode high in the air — explode softly — and send thousands, millions, of little parachutes into the air. Floating down to earth — boxes of Crayolas. And we wouldn’t go cheap, either — not little boxes of eight. Boxes of sixty-four, with the sharpener built right in. With silver and gold and copper, magenta and peach and lime, amber and umber and all the rest. And people would smile and get a little funny look on their faces and cover the world with imagination.
~ Robert Fulghum
One more for the occasion:
They’re funny things, Accidents. You never have them till you’re having them.
— Eeyore, Pooh’s Little Instruction Book, inspired by A. A. Milne
Bonus question: What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?
I am grateful for getting a few answers in regards to health matters last week, and I’m looking forward to possibly getting a few more this week. Hopefully I’ve been asking the right questions, and getting answers from the right people.
I’m also grateful for your visits. Thank you so much for stopping by. It’s a strange day here on the Eastern Shore. Cloudy, dark, warm, and still. It’s as if a storm is brewing, but hasn’t worked itself up enough to manifest yet. According to the forecast, there’s a slight chance of rain, but no real storms. It is going to get colder, with highs in the 40’s by the weekend.
Be good, be kind, be loving. Just Be. 🙂
Today’s joys: A warm day before the cold rushes in; Izzy the Cat running around here with one of her toys, bouncing it around; a popover with fruit (no ice cream today) for breakfast; a walk around the neighborhood; crossing off quite a few items on my to-do list for the week (and it’s only Tuesday!).