Friday, May 30, 2014
Old Farmer's Almanac was full of such passion? But when the subject is peonies, it's natural that poetry would follow. There's even a quote by Henry Mitchell, who calls them "the fattest and most scrumptious of all flowers, a rare fusion of fluff and majesty." I didn't know that the peony was named after Paeon, Greek god of medicine and healing. Or that Renoir painted them in lush profusion. Wishing you peonies to ponder as May drifts softly into June. Whole armfuls of them.
Wednesday, May 28, 2014
I've learned that people will forget what you said,
people will forget what you did, but people
will never forget how you made them feel.
(1928-2014)When she was in the fifth grade, Italia was selected to read her poem aloud to Maya Angelou when the majestic poet visited Charlotte. The weeknight field trip was for a handful of elementary school poets and their teacher, and involved a backstage visit at the Blumenthal Center. It was a wonderful time, especially when Ms. Angelou said, "your name is very beautiful." Italia will never forget how that made her feel.
Sunday, May 11, 2014
Friday, May 9, 2014
Tuesday, May 6, 2014