And I learned what is obvious to a child. That life is simply a collection of little lives, each lived one day at a time. That each day should be spent finding beauty in flowers and poetry and talking to animals. That a day spent with dreaming and sunsets and refreshing breezes cannot be bettered. But most of all, I learned that life is about sitting on benches next to ancient creeks with my hand on her knee and sometimes, on good days, for falling in love. | |
― Nicholas Sparks | |
[Found on one of the blogs I follow: “Chronicles of Illusions” (site address: http://jobryantnz.wordpress.com) | |
The specific post is: http://jobryantnz.wordpress.com/2013/07/14/travel-theme-simplicity/ | |
— kmab] | |
. | |
On This Day In: | |
2022 | Discouraging Secrets |
2021 | The Joy Of Retirement |
Needles And Pins (Hurts So Bad) | |
2020 | Too Frightening For Too Many |
Down At The Pub (Take Me Home) | |
2019 | Just One |
2018 | And Not Be Just Vain, Greedy And Dumb |
Day 6: Tickin’ Badly | |
2017 | The Soul Of Victory |
2016 | Getting Furrowed? |
2015 | Pretty Good So Far |
2014 | Still Learning? |
There Ain’t No Thing Like Me, ‘Cept Me! | |
2013 | Little Lives |
2012 | Evolution |
2011 | Excellence At Performance = 10,000 Hours |
2009 | A Brief Poem… |
Crater Lake Trip with James | |
Little Lives
August 2, 2013 by kmabarrett
Leave a comment