To live content with small means; to seek elegance rather than luxury, and refinement rather than fashion; to be worthy, not respectable, and wealthy, not, rich; to listen to stars and birds, babes and sages, with open heart; to study hard; to think quietly, act frankly, talk gently, await occasions, hurry never; in a word, to let the spiritual, unbidden and unconscious, grow up through the common--this is my symphony.
~William Henry Channing

Saturday, July 31, 2010


One itty bitty rock, a lawn mower & a glass window...

Yea, they don't play together nicely.


Killlashandra said...

Oh no that's terrible! Reminds me of when my Mother hit the side of my truck. Which I can laugh about now that it has been fixed. ;)