Still Giggling, I Must Share
My husband’s account of Beanie’s bike adventures. No way I could top this myself.
My husband’s account of Beanie’s bike adventures. No way I could top this myself.
“I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree…”
For Yeats, it was the bee-loud glade. For Mary Lennox, it was The Secret Garden, and for her maid Martha Sowerby, it was the moor, where “it smells o’ honey an’ there’s such a lot o’ fresh air—an’ th’ sky looks so high an’ th’ bees an’ skylarks makes such a nice noise hummin’ an’ singin’. ” For Anne Shirley, it was pretty much anywhere in Avonlea. Most of us have a favorite spot in nature, a quiet retreat where we can steep our souls in beauty. Now you may, if you are so inclined, share your Innisfree with the world. Where’s Yours? is a site that allows you to pin a map with your favorite location and write blog entries about it. Click on a pin to read an entry. (So far most of the entries are pretty spare, but I imagine they will grow as the site matures.)
(HT: Chris O’Donnell.)
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Calls for submissions:
Amyable is hosting a Celebration of Hearth and Home—on Mother’s Day, of course! Submissions are due by May 7th. Details here.
The next Carnival of Children’s Literature will be right here in the Bonny Glen on May 22nd. Send me your entries by May 20th.
Past editions of the Carnival of Children’s Lit:
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