tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6568630841434623653.post3141793735817336127..comments2024-01-10T11:24:59.581-06:00Comments on Nib's End: Stand and StareNib's Endhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00820552995581749771noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6568630841434623653.post-86886170427808586592015-05-03T14:07:53.781-05:002015-05-03T14:07:53.781-05:00This post seems to have slipped through the net bu...This post seems to have slipped through the net but as pure coincidence I have just written a post on a similar vein. I am grateful every day that I don't have to rush about and feel stressed. I like my life to be leisurely and very much like the lady in the picture - I even have a sickle should I need it.elaine https://www.blogger.com/profile/17075935631756457901noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6568630841434623653.post-29834366481922132812015-05-02T11:13:26.771-05:002015-05-02T11:13:26.771-05:00i think i have made my leisure an art unto itself!...i think i have made my leisure an art unto itself! maybe i wasn't an underachiever after all. maybe i have always just been an artist of leisure. :)<br />i haven't been to nib's end in ages. and i just enjoyed almost an hour reading posts i've missed. i love the mossy green felt balls... and that you keep a picture of the girl inside that's you... near your desk. and i'm so glad you put smooth stones together in a bowl so they won't be lonely. <br />we are kindred souls in many ways. though i was a tomboy too ... never could i have picked up a snake! but my brother and i built 'forts' and i had a secret place in a hollow old cottonwood tree. just the right size for a 7 year old with new teeth and coltish legs and a need to be alone sometimes.<br />thank you for this beautiful blog that is the b word i can't remember! little snatches of everyday life that is... well. it's simply lovely. ♥tammy jhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16568939993585811311noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6568630841434623653.post-12825697894130584702015-04-28T17:01:08.478-05:002015-04-28T17:01:08.478-05:00Wonderful thoughts...I have learned to enjoy the e...Wonderful thoughts...I have learned to enjoy the empty days without appointments, places to go, people to meet. Whenever I have one, I consider it my opportunity to create the perfect day for myself. And it usually works out that way :)rjerdeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12453912819445395042noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6568630841434623653.post-47509636822785957042015-04-27T02:59:54.292-05:002015-04-27T02:59:54.292-05:00Quieting the nagging voice that insists that you s...Quieting the nagging voice that insists that you should be ticking something off the list before you can reward yourself with a rest - the rest that never comes. That's the trick that eludes me. Maybe stopping to read posts like yours is the closest I come to repose.Lucillehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14414527658216916537noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6568630841434623653.post-34158832751082553142015-04-25T16:22:44.201-05:002015-04-25T16:22:44.201-05:00A turtle's gait, I love that! I recommend slow...A turtle's gait, I love that! I recommend slow too and don't feel guilty about it. In fact, I kind of like for life now to be a nice calm boring rut. <br /><br />You have chosen the better path, I believe. Yes, we have to work to survive, pay the bills. But that time to stand still and stare that you have written about so beautifully here is vital. <br />Dewenahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07330797553600987145noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6568630841434623653.post-40440836977862121782015-04-25T08:35:44.474-05:002015-04-25T08:35:44.474-05:00truly lovely poem and rather in keeping with my la...truly lovely poem and rather in keeping with my latest post. as Thoreau said, "What Are You Busy About?"Thistle Cove Farmhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15722295191884810953noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6568630841434623653.post-36432585039820800252015-04-25T06:32:42.533-05:002015-04-25T06:32:42.533-05:00I'm smiling, a sort of relief to find I'm ...I'm smiling, a sort of relief to find I'm not the only one! thank-you. also for sharing a poem that is a sort of motto for life to me. God put SO much around us I don't want to miss!<br /><br />Really enjoyed the thoughts you shared!Janet Martinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10126248666972072628noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6568630841434623653.post-66672118517075519202015-04-25T02:22:32.354-05:002015-04-25T02:22:32.354-05:00I would be with her and with you in your quiet mom...I would be with her and with you in your quiet moments, clutching my sickle. After any amount of social interaction, I feel as though I have careered off without my head, like a car losing its caravan. It takes me ages of pottering about to catch up with myself. Misehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01784548726623938608noreply@blogger.com