Author: Peony Moss

Summer’s encore

We have been enjoying temperatures in the 80’s for the last few days. We took Hambet to the zoo on Saturday (a bit of a waste of time — he was interested in everything but the animals — never mind the elephant, Mommy, I’m trying to climb into the basket of the stroller!) Yesterday was… Continue reading Summer’s encore

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Here it is

Thanks to a kind benefactor, I was able to get a digital picture of the costume! addendum: The white stripes across the front of the jacket are red reflective tape, reflecting the flash. No, there is no little boy in the picture. This is mostly because, per my husband’s request, pictures of the Maryland Mosses… Continue reading Here it is

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Two more from Leigh Hunt

Today’s poem at Flos Carmeli is Leigh Hunt’s Song of Fairies Robbing an Orchard. I would be surprised if Hunt didn’t intend that poem to be amusing, as well as these two: To a Fish You strange, astonished-looking, angle-faced, Dreary-mouthed, gaping wretches of the sea, Gulping salt-water everlastingly, Cold-blooded, though with red your blood be… Continue reading Two more from Leigh Hunt

You, Andrew Marvell

Dear Mr. Riddle’s poetry selection today is To His Coy Mistress by Andrew Marvell, which put me in mind of this poem You, Andrew Marvell Archibald MacLeish And here face down beneath the sun And here upon earth’s noonward height To feel the always coming on The always rising of the night: To feel creep… Continue reading You, Andrew Marvell

There are very few problems in life that cannot be solved with a hot glue gun.

I finished Hambet’s fireman coat last night. I did cut the boots, but I’m not worrying about finishing them — Hambet is too little for them just now. He can just wear his snow boots and a pair of black jeans. If he wears the costume, that is! When I brought it out for him… Continue reading There are very few problems in life that cannot be solved with a hot glue gun.