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Just writing. Maybe someone will read it.

What happens when I watch Bollywood December 30, 2012

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I get in costume. Finally, a chance to wear my funky nose rings!


Foto foto foto! Friday. December 28, 2012

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My friend Danielle has this amazing ability to always take great photos of me. Which is probably why I always do fun photo shoots with her (or as we like to call them “phoot shoots”). This picture was taken at Hocking Hills with some of my writer friends. We were pretending that we were super heroes. Or a band.

Into the Light


Wednesday is……………………….today. December 26, 2012

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Bet you thought I was going to say it’s for poets. Today i will post another Robert Frost poem, because today it has been snowing. ALL DAY. Therefore, Frost’s “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening”.

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.



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that is all.


Foto Friday! December 21, 2012

This morning when I looked out my window, I discovered that the world…..had been dusted with snow! (I bet you thought I was going to say that the world had ended or was on fire or something disastrous like that, didn’t you?)

So in the spirit of the first official day of winter, here are two pictures of snow. They are old, and taken with my old, now broken, Kodak 3.2 megapixel camera. But they are still not too bad in spite of that.

Snow in Spain!

the park

The first picture was taken from the terrace of my apartment in Toledo, Spain. There was a freak snowstorm and i there was a whole half an inch!!!!!! Everyone was very excited, and the view from my terrace was lovely, I must say.

The second one was taken at a park in Toledo, Ohio. The person in it is my friend Haley.


Wednesday is for poets: Christmas edition! December 19, 2012

I realized this Christmas season that I really like the song “I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day”. And then I found out that it is based on the poem “Christmas Bells” by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.
Here you go!

I heard the bells on Christmas Day
Their old, familiar carols play,
and wild and sweet
The words repeat
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

And thought how, as the day had come,
The belfries of all Christendom
Had rolled along
The unbroken song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

Till ringing, singing on its way,
The world revolved from night to day,
A voice, a chime,
A chant sublime
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

Then from each black, accursed mouth
The cannon thundered in the South,
And with the sound
The carols drowned
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

It was as if an earthquake rent
The hearth-stones of a continent,
And made forlorn
The households born
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

And in despair I bowed my head;
“There is no peace on earth,” I said;
“For hate is strong,
And mocks the song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!”

Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:
“God is not dead, nor doth He sleep;
The Wrong shall fail,
The Right prevail,
With peace on the earth, good-will to men.”


Words, words, words December 12, 2012

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Props if you know what my title is from. I’ll give you a hint: It’s a quote by one of the greatest poets of all time.

So. It is Wednesday once again. This week, I will actually post a poem, instead of a silly limerick, or a video of a ninja cat. Though, I do consider those valid alternatives to poetry. My mom posted on my facebook wall at nine o clock tonight complaining that I hadn’t posted anything yet. It’s kind of nice to know that people regularly read my blog (even if it is only my mom…)

There are a lot of poets that I really like. One of them is Robert Frost. Most everybody recognizes his poetry, like “Two roads diverged in a yellow wood” or “Nature’s first green is gold”, but most of his poetry is not that inspirational, but actually quite melancholy. I started reading more of his pieces when I got the kindle version of all his works. It’s quite lovely to read a poem a day. He has this way of expressing such strong emotion in word pictures using nature. Since I love being out in nature, I can really relate to his imagery. Here is a beautiful poem called “Reluctance”


Out through the fields and the woods
And over the walls I have wended;
I have climbed the hills of view
And looked at the world, and descended;
I have come by the highway home,
And lo, it is ended.

The leaves are all dead on the ground,
Save those that the oak is keeping
to ravel them one by one
And let them go scraping and creeping
Out over the crusted snow,
When others are sleeping.

And the dead leaves lie huddled and still,
No longer blown hither and thither;
The last lone aster is gone;
The flowers of the witch-hazel wither;
The heart is still aching to seek,
But the feet question ‘Whither?’

Ah, when to the heart of man
Was it ever less than a treason
To go with the drift of things,
To yield with a grace to reason,
And bow and accept and accept the end
Of a love or a season?

I really love that last stanza. It is so powerful, how he builds up this picture of crusty snow and scraping leaves, then asks these really hard, deep questions at the end.