It is of no great significance that I do most of my thinking in the shower. At about 10-15 minutes, they are fairly quick showers by most standards though perhaps not by the drought-ridden standards of the American Southwest. Still, my head clears in there. My thoughts and dreams and wishes and ambitions (sometimes) make themselves known. Today's ( Read more... )

 I wish I were a poet.
All my favorite songs could easily be favorite poetry.
Has anyone ever put e.e. cummings to music?
What a tremendous gift that would be, of crafting music and words.
I looked at Spanish idioms with Rebecca and Margaret.
Idioms, like
"A stitch in time saves nine"
Such great twists of thinking, like
"Your soup will be more valuable if ( Read more... )