This poem holds lot of meaning and words of wisdom, but yesterday, when I discovered my wallet was missing--it WAS a disaster!! Before I panicked entirely, I checked every place in the car and house--nowhere to be found. Since I had come directly home from the grocery store two hours earlier, I called them. Thank God and Hallelujah! Some kind, decent person had found it and returned it to Customer Service. I was so relieved; I immediately went to get it. Of course, I drove extra cautiously, since I had no permit! Hopefully, the lesson I learned is to make sure to put the wallet in its proper place in my purse after I use it, even if it does take an extra 30 seconds.

How true that is,especially when you are gardening. You start out enthralled with growing tomatoes and years later that interest has spread to building stone walls and filling the cracks with flowers. That woman said so many wise things. I wish I could invite Eleanor and Einstein for lunch. What a great conversation it would be

I've thoroughly enjoyed your poems this week EJ. Since I have the quotes for next week, I made a point of at least popping in to read the board some and your quotes have been a great addition to the board. Thanks and hope you do it again soon, next round.. smiles..

What always amazes me, is that what we see when we look in a mirror isn't what we see when we look at a photograph of ourselves. A camera doesn't discern what it records without the aid of filters, f stops, and selective composing. It just lays it out. I noticed that the first time I started doing sky photographs. I also noticed it when I'd get ready for a big occasion, be satisfied with my reflection and then want to hide the photographic record. Of course these thoughts are the concrete and literal translation of an analogy in poetry, but it's non the less true.