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Tag Archives: Snow
Shochikubai: Three Friends of Winter
SHO — CHIKU — and BAI — We all get by with a little help from our friends — and since ancient times each of these “three friends … Continue reading
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Tagged Adversity, Bamboo, China, Hope, Japan, New England, Plum Blossoms, Resilience, Snow, Winter
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Two Feet of Snow in New York City —
and here’s the evidence: The work of a whimsical unknown artist, posted on Facebook by cousin Ellyn — which is where I came upon it. Maybe the resulting smiles lightened some of the snowy load for overburdened New Yorkers, who … Continue reading
Sweet-scented Wisdom
The only wisdom for one haunted with the scent of unseen roses is work. C.S. Lewis “Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer…” by work. And exercise. (Possibly Shakespeare wouldn’t think in terms of … Continue reading
