Beautiful Anna

NEWS FLASH:

ANNA FROM SWEDEN IS BACK!!!!!!!!!

HAPPY, HAPPY DAY!!!!!!

With thanks

Thank you!!! Your commentboxes are filled with so much understanding and kindness, you really made a difference to my day. I feel a little silly now because I took such a small occurrence so very seriously, but I guess that's the reality of life - everything feels huge and all-consuming while you are in the midst of it. Suffice to say that I had an uneventful day of study today, and I have also very very diplomatically followed up on what happened, so as to ensure that I don't have to experience it again. You are all THE BEST, and I send you hugs and kisses wherever you are in this big wide world we write in.

I thought you might get a kick out of this little clip from the action thriller "The Long Kiss Goodnight."

"No no no, forget all that schoolteacher business. It was your cover. Your memory was gone, you got confused, you bought your own cover. It was a fantasy!"
"No, it's not a fantasy, I'm in the goddamn PTA!"
"Then quit! You're an assassin working for the US Govt. I ought to know, I trained you."

Love it!!




(Written by Shane Black, who also wrote the Lethal Weapon films)

Muse invited to tea

We invited her over
For afternoon tea,
The invitation was signed by
R, A, E, J, K and me.

We wrote:
"Please darling sister
Do walk through the door,
Please sit at the table
And tell us some more.

For last time you did visit
You told quite a tale
About women and men
And some artwork for sale.

Your tale had arrivals
From faraway lands,
And a quite dizzy spell
And two strongly held hands.

Your tale had a castle
Which pierced the blue sky
With that most joyful laughter
Of earthlings trying to fly.

Now invited once more
To our small kitchen table,
Please sip tea and begin
For us a happy new fable."

She answered:
"Please my sweet darlings,
Neither wonder nor fret,
For united you make
A quite wondrous sextet.

Share your woes with each other,
Tell each other your rhymes,
And I promise you'll greet
Many more fruitful times.

You may think that you need me
But truth is -I need you
For your tea does me good
On the days I feel blue."

The Wattle Blossom Waltz

When your garden is filled

With those Banksia Men,

Don't succumb to their plot,

Don't dare set down your pen.

Yes, the wattle puffs scatter

In your garden's harsh winds,

But in best backyard races

The patient one wins.

So it is there I shall wait for you,

Darling wordfriend,

In that cold winter garden

'til your dark season ends.

P.S. With thanks to the beautiful wattle trees and May Gibbs.