#166: Edward Lear
‘The Owl looked up to the stars above, And sang to a small guitar, “O lovely Pussy, O Pussy, my love, What a beautiful Pussy you are, You are, You are! What a beautiful Pussy you are!’ – Edward Lear
‘The Owl looked up to the stars above, And sang to a small guitar, “O lovely Pussy, O Pussy, my love, What a beautiful Pussy you are, You are, You are! What a beautiful Pussy you are!’ – Edward Lear
‘Pull up a chair. Take a taste. Come join us. Life is so endlessly delicious.’ – Ruth Reichl With so much sun and so much rain, my garden is thriving despite my best efforts. Look – raspberries!
‘I think he was a little like the lizard that changes colour with its surroundings. He appeared far more a gentleman in a gentleman’s house. In that inn, I saw him for what he was. And I knew his colour there was far more natural than the other.’ – John Fowles, The French Lieutenant’s Woman
‘Let us dance in the sun, wearing wild flowers in our hair…’ – Susan Polis Schutz
‘So many books, so little time.’ – Frank Zappa
‘No animal, according to the rules of animal-etiquette, is ever expected to do anything strenuous, or heroic, or even moderately active during the off-season’ – Kenneth Grahame, The Wind in the Willows An old photo of some of the best wallpaper that I have ever seen!
‘Baking is like washing–the results are equally temporary.’ – Patricia Briggs, Raven’s Shadow A photo from my 2013 baking challenge. I was a better photographer than I was a baker, but I really should bake these again…
‘Only with kisses and red poppies can I love you’ – Pablo Neruda
‘It is well that there are palaces of peace And discipline and dreaming and desire’ – C.S. Lewis Christ Church College, Oxford
‘His own image; no longer a dark, gray bird, ugly and disagreeable to look at, but a graceful and beautiful swan.’ – Hans Christian Andersen, The Ugly Duckling