Thinking Thinking

The girls are learning poetry by Robert Louis Stevenson.  Here is an excerpt from one (The Little Land) that I find particularly lovely.

When at home alone I sit,And am very tired of it,I have just to shut my eyesTo go sailing through the skies—To go sailing far awayTo the pleasant Land of Play;To the fairy land afarWhere the Little People are;Where the clover-tops are trees,And the rain-pools are the seas,And the leaves, like little ships,Sail about on tiny trips;And above the daisy treeThrough the grasses,High o'erhead the Bumble BeeHums and passes.

* * *

Also, I finally got around to watching "Bill Cunningham New York".  What an inspiring extraordinary ordinary man.  I find his passion for his work combined with his sincere humility to be incredibly heartening.

And this quote. This quote is so simple, so fitting for every area of life, and altogether perfect.

"If you look for beauty, you will find it."