February 11, 2023
Quote for Today
"Life is made up or marble and mud."
Nathaniel Hawthorne [1804-1864]
The House of the Seven Gables [1851] Chapter 2
February 10, 2023
Every day has its moments – its twists and turns.
We give them times and moments – days and years -
so we can be able to label them when different things
happen – not just
for history – but for talking about our
lives. What’s happening?
When? When? When?
When I was 11 years old – my dad took me to Portland …..
Last year - I think
it was last year – it was in the summer –
I ran into Archie. I hadn’t seen him since our Coney Island
days….
She dropped me – just like that – I didn’t see it coming –
and
the hurt is still there – rubbing me like sandpaper for a
year now….
I’ve been happy thinking about the time I got to Estonia ….
Always like a chocolate shake and a Big Mac ….
Thanks to Raymond Macintosh I learned how to play chess ….
Miss not reading the Washington Post every morning ….
Try to say the Rosary prayer every day ….
© Reflections,
Andy Costello
February 9. 2023
POST CARDS
Post
cards – like baseball bubble gum cards –
seem
to have sticking around – long lasting value.
We
find them in books and letter box collections.
The
messages on the back don’t seem to have
the mystery of letters – especially relationship letters.
Letters
can be glued closed and sealed. Post cards
can be
read on the sneak. Then there is the picture
on the
post card – often telling us where the sender
is visiting
on a vacation: Rome, Vienna, Niagara Falls.
Life: words,
pictures, trips. Where have you been?
© Reflections, Andy Costello
February 8, 2023
ABOUT TIME
10,000 flies and 150,000 butterflies
saw it – but never said it - when they
saw a plane – take off and fly for the
first time. “About
time! We’ve been
doing that all these years.” But I’m
willing to bet Wilbur or Orville got
that thought when a fly landed on
their plans some summer day or
a butterfly flew by them in Dayton.
© Reflections,
Andy Costello
February 8, 2023
Quote for Today
"I think we ought to read only the kind of books that wound and stab us .... We need the books that affect us like a disaster, that grieve us deeply, like the death of someone we loved more than ourselves, like being banished into forests far from everyone; like a suicide. A book musT be the axe for the frozen sea inside us."
Franz Kafka [1883-1924]
Letter to Oskar Pollak [January 27, 1904]