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Winter Things

books
photo by Sylvia

the sound of crunching with every step
thinly woven snow blankets on all the trees
deep breaths in the bitter cold
warm grits with maple syrup
coffee with friends on a sunday morning
hot honey vanilla tea and books

forest with light snow
photo by Sylvia

Lately

juliet on bed
photo by Sylvia

chocolate with coffee
balsam candles in perpetual burn
new books and old books
(new: The Moth Presents: All These Wonders
old: Daily Rituals by Mason Currey)
fresh calendars ready to use
brown bread with pecans and raisins
this show: Parks and Recreation
visiting with friends on cold winter nights
naps in the afternoon sun

One week of excerpts from The Phantom Tollbooth:1

 

brooklyn bridge neve
photo by Guinevere Stearns

“It seems to me that almost everything is a waste of time… I can’t see the point in learning to solve useless problems, or subtracting turnips from turnips, or knowing where Ethiopia is or how to spell February.” And, since no one bothered to explain otherwise, he regarded the process of seeking knowledge as the greatest waste of time of all.

from The Phantom Tollbooth by Norton Juster, 1961