Why don't we take a little piece of summer sky
Hang it on a tree
For that's the way to start to make a pretty world
For you and for me

And for the sun we'll take a lemon bright balloon
You can hold the string
Oh can't you see that little world of ours will be
The prettiest thing

We can gather rain enough for the stream
To hold our happy faces
When we want a breeze, I'll blow you a kiss or two
Take me in your arms and our little world
Will be the place of places
Nothing left to make but breakfast and love

We'll hang a little sign that just says Paradise
Population two
For that's the way to start to make a pretty world
For me and for you
For you
It's what I wanted to do, to do
To make a world..... for you

— Sergio Mendes & Brasil 66
Christmas, 2005

For Christmas, a seven-room, three-story creation’s in store
With forest green shutters, window boxes and door;
A classic, colonial-style beauty in white,
Whose dark, wood shingles on the roof look so right.

Near the staircase that reaches to all upper floors,
Flanking the living room fireplace (in cherry, of course)
Are two Queen Anne wing chairs, all dressed up in chintz,
Also a Christmas tree, trimmed, with lighting that blinks.

There, on the main floor, the red and white kitchen
Has cabinets galore — a cook’s dream, we reckon.
A plain farmhouse table and four Windsor chairs
Promise good family eating without any cares.

The second-floor bedroom is a vision in blue
With a nightstand, chest, bed (with a real pillow, too.)
The girl's room, beside it, is now fully furnished,
And the hand-painted wardrobe assures it is cherished.

The attic rooms allow for a toy-room so nice,
An office for the computer and various mice,
Leaving just enough space for a piano in cherry…
Yes, The Girl’s dollhouse is furnished so merry!

  1. S.
We’ve covered our butts — no cause for panic —
Bought her a bike, a Barbie, and something electronic!

— Granny
If a child is to keep alive her inborn sense of wonder
without any such gift from the fairies,
she needs the companionship of at least one adult who can share it,
rediscovering with her the joy, excitement, and mystery of the world we live in.
— Rachel Carson
as we know it,
is a symbol,
a meditation, a poem,
a prayer for world peace.
It says a tiny yes to the dream,
it sings a little song..."
"Elsewhere the sky is the roof of the world;
but here the earth is the floor of the sky." — Willa Cather
Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before!
"Maybe Christmas,"
he thought,
"doesn't come
from a store.
"Maybe Christmas...
means a little
bit more!"
— Dr. Suess
Pocketful of Poems
Making Plans
Convent News
Spring Madness
Garden Metaphors
Crossings Retreat
Garden Ideas
Garden Tour
Garden Hour
Wildflower Evening
Divine Portals
Totems & Vessels
Flower Stars
Longing for Lilacs
Earth Healing
64 Things at 64
Umlauf Garden
Spirit of the Garden
Taniguchi Garden
Healing Garden
Spirit of Place
Garden Refuge
Living Strong
Son on the Move
Spirituality & Nature
Family Rosary
Soul Point
Month of Sorrows
Forever Friends
Small World
Small World
Passion on the Porch
Luncheon Date
Liz Carpenter
Walk in the Park
My Holy Tree
Not Afraid of the Dark