{bookworm}

After Mass this morning the girls and I ran a few errands. On the way home we made a quick stop in Snohomish. Torrey's favorite stop is always Uppercase Book Store. Today we picked up a few of Shakespeare's plays and a copy Shakespeare for Dummies. Since she's already finished two full history textbooks this year, I figured this would be a nice filler. 

We made a quick stop to Emma's favorite antique shop to browse the goodies for a bit. She was hoping to come home with a tiara, but her mean old mom said no.

"The highest use of the great masters of literature is not literary; it is apart from their superb style and even from their emotional inspiration. The first use of good literature is that it prevents a man from being merely modern. To be merely modern is to condemn oneself to an ultimate narrowness; just as to spend one’s last earthly money on the newest hat is to condemn oneself to the old-fashioned. The road of the ancient centuries is strewn with dead moderns. Literature, classic and enduring literature, does its best work in reminding us perpetually of the whole round of truth and balancing other and older ideas against the ideas to which we might for a moment be prone."  

-G.K. Chesterton

"Happy is he who still loves something he loved in the nursery: He has not been broken in two by time; he is not two men, but one, and he has saved not only his soul but his life." 
-G.K. Chesterton

four years & three days

Four years and three days. I was looking again at the picture I took of Emma today (the second photo down). It hangs on my fridge in a beautiful 8x10 print. It was taken four years and three days ago. (One of these days I'm going to have a canvas done of it.) The time has gone by entirely too quickly. She's grown well over a foot since then, and her little features now look down on me by several inches. I still love the original most of all. Most of all I'm so thankful for all of these years of {project 365}. Having captured little freeze frame moments of life to treasure them everyday for years to come. In four years and three days from now, God willing, I will look back and be grateful for this magic moment captured in time.

"When we went hunting the Dragon
In the days when we were young,
We tossed the bright world over our shoulder
As bugle and baldrick slung;
Never was world so wild and fair
As what went by on the wind,
Never such fields of paradise
As the fields we left behind"

-G.K. Chesterton
'The Hunting of the Dragon'

only time will tell

only time will tell

no particular reason for the post title today, except that the pic is of a clock that i thought was cool. the sky was beautiful today, and this old clock is obviously cool. it was a quick one to post process, too. only took some of the blue cast off the face of the clock. :)