Sunday, February 8, 2009
Those Winter Sundays by Robert Hayden
Sundays too my father got up early
And put his clothes on in the blueback cold,
then with cracked hands that ached
from labor in the weekday weather made
banked fires blaze. No one ever thanked him.
I'd wake and hear the cold splintering, breaking.
When the rooms were warm,
he'd call,and slowly I would rise and dress,
fearing the chronic angers of that house,
Speaking indifferently to him,
who had driven out the cold
and polished my good shoes as well.
What did I know, what did I know
of love's austere and lonely offices?
Saturday, January 3, 2009
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Monday, December 22, 2008
Okay I need to figure out how to do a picture collage so that I do not have just endless lines of photos. Here Diane these are for you...
Sunday, December 21, 2008
This was so fun we will do it again next year. We slid in through the zoo gates just after 8:00 so we had only an hour to walk around. The lights are cool and a little more exciting that temple square. We didn't see too many animals but it was fun to see the ones that we did in a different setting ( they were not all hot and lazy and hiding from the sun.) The coolest by far was the sloth (see top picture). If I had the new camera that I got for Christmas I could have taken a better picture of him. He was in the snake house in the middle part that was roped off for the winter. He was literally 2 feet in front of us with no cage and no glass. It looked like he had accidentally come down out of the trees and was stuck on the rope fence. He kept trying to get back up there and couldn't quite figure it out. We watched him for probably 15 minutes and could have stayed longer if we had the time. So cool! Then right outside of the snake house the wolf was howling on the ridge of the hill.
Isn't Keagan just about as cute as they come?