Friday, November 13, 2009

Home is where one starts from.



Just brought some of these in from the backyard.

And just now, I read this excerpt that I had copied down in an old journal. A good reminder for me today.

"Home is where one starts from. As we grow older the world becomes stranger, the pattern more complicated of dead and living. Not the intense moment isolated, with no before and after. But a lifetime burning in every moment and not the lifetime of one man only, but of old stones that cannot be deciphered. There is a time for the evening under lamplight (the evening with the photograph album). Love is most nearly itself when here and now cease to matter."

T.S. Eliot- East Coker


2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Beautiful picture, beautiful quote~
xox
mom

growingfreely said...

i love our house. and random rose bushes.