Sea Fever
I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky, And if I get bored I’ll do Yoga and count my toes and sigh.
I MUST down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea’s face and a grey dawn breaking.I must down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.I must down to the seas again to the vagrant gypsy life.
To the gull’s way and the whale’s way where the wind’s like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.(“Sea-Fever” by John Masefield)
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Pocahontas in the Woods
Pocahontas(circa 1595–1617) was a young Indian princess who is said to have prevented the execution of Captain John Smith by her people, the Powhatans. She was the “dearest daughter” of King Powhatan.
“… the conclusion was, two great stones were brought before Powhatan: then as many as could laid hands on him, dragged him to them, and thereon laid his head, and being ready with their clubs, to beat out his brains, Pocahontas the king’s dearest daughter, when no entreaty could prevail, got his head in her arms, and laid her own upon his to save him from death: whereat the Emperor was contented he should live to make him hatchets, and her bells, beads, and copper; …” (Memoirs of Captain John Smith).
Afterwards, Princess Pocahontas befriended the English colonists at Jamestown, whom she came to love, and became a Christian. Captain John Smith credited her with saving the Jamestown settlement from starvation.
“Now every once in four or five days, Pocahontas with her attendants, brought him so much provision, that saved many of their lives, that else for all this had starved with hunger. Thus from numb death our good God sent relief, The sweet assuager of all other grief.” (Memoirs of Captain John Smith)
The American princess married one of the colonists, John Rolfe, becoming Rebecca Rolfe and she travelled to England where she was entertained as royalty. She died young, in England, leaving a baby son to be raised by relatives there.
The real Pocahontas has become lost in the legends that have grown up around her short life. Here she stands overlooking the James River of Virginia, from whence appeared those first English sailing ships in 1607. Here she stands, planted on her own sod where her moccasin clad feet skipped and danced so many centuries ago. However, even this statue of her at Jamestown Island, Virginia, has transformed her into something she was not – an Indian maiden of the American plains.
Her mortal remains are planted on a foreign shore across the great sea, at Gravesend, England, as she died on a ship headed back to her native Virginia. Learn about “Pocahontas and the Red Bollings,” watch Neddy’s slide show of Jamestown 2007.
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Flowers of a Virginia Forest
These are actually broken stems that I gathered from my woodland garden after a windstorm. The wounded blossoms resulted in a cheerful display.
once a snowflake fell
on my brow and i loved
it so much and i kissed
it and it was happy and called its cousins
and brothers and a web
of snow engulfed me then
i reached to love them all
and i squeezed them and they became
a spring rain and i stood perfectly
still and was a flower.~~Nikki Giovanni
Nikki Giovanni is a celebrated poet who has been a University Distinguished Professor at Virginia Tech since 1987. She is a dynamic speaker and it was she who delivered the powerful and passionate memorial ceremony’s closing speech. The above poem by Giovanni is entitled “Winter Poem.”
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False Face
Just Who Is That Masked Girl?
“I can’t explain myself, I’m afraid, because I’m not myself, you see” said Alice.
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A Good Guy
“There is one sign the Soviets can make that would be unmistakable, that would advance dramatically the cause of freedom and peace.
“General Secretary Gorbachev, if you seek peace, if you seek prosperity for the Soviet Union and Eastern Europe, if you seek liberalization: Come here to this gate.
Mr. Gorbachev, open this gate. Mr. Gorbachev — Mr. Gorbachev, tear down this wall!” ~~Ronald Reagan: Remarks at the Brandenburg Gate
The rest, as they say, is history. What a great picture, if I must say so myself! It is from the Ronald Reagan Building in Washington, DC.
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Self Portrait of the Artist
“O wad some Power the giftie gie us
To see oursels as ithers see us!” ~~Robert Burns
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This Is Me
Whoever That Be.
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It’s a Pooh World
Brennacy discovers Springtime, 30 April 2006, as recorded by her father and image-edited by her grandmother.
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Belgian Waffle Boy
The World of Waffles!
Waffles have been an important part of the Belgian diet for centuries and can only be experienced in their natural habitat. That is because the authentic Belgian waffle is baked upon special waffle irons, unavailable outside of Belgium. These cooking implements give Belgian waffles the signature crunchy-golden outside and fluffy inside.
In Belgium there are two types of waffles, or gauffres as Belgians say; the Brussels waffle and the Liege waffle. The Brussels is rectangular in shape with a golden-brown exterior, deep divots and is usually eaten with a knife and fork. Brussels waffles are served with a variety of toppings such as powdered sugar, whipped cream, ice cream, strawberries and chocolate. The Liege waffle is golden-yellow, more dense in texture and has a burned sugar coating on the outside giving it a lightly sweet flavor. The Liege is the hand-held waffle sold by street vendors all over Belgium.
If you cannot travel to Belgium for Sunday morning waffles, this is a great substitute for your kitchen: Belgian Waffle Maker
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The Thinker
Watercolor of a pensive girl.
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