REDUCE - REUSE - RECYCLE

UGLY THINGS (A SONG)
- Teresita Fernandez, Cuba

In an old worn out basin
I planted violets for you
and down by the river
with an empty seashell
I found you a firefly.
In a broken bottle
I kept a seashell for you
and coiled over that rusty fence
the coral snake flowered
just for you.
Cockroach wing
carried to the anthill:
that's how I want them to take me
to the cemetery when I die.
Garbage dump, garbage dump
where nobody wants to look
but if the moon comes out
your tin cans will shine.
If you put a bit of love
into ugly things
you'll see that your sadness
will begin to change color.

Aint' I A Woman! A Book of Woman's poetry From Around the World, Edited by Illona Linthwaite

DON'T WORRY. BE HAPPY.

You may notice a new permalink to the left,

that looks a lot like this:

I found a site that espouses a worthwhile philosophy not readily embraced these days. It also describes how my hubby & I tend to live our lives.

Not only is the phone in my purse only my second, purchased because it flipped shut to keep my purse from dialing Japan; but the Hubbs built most of the computers we've owned from other peoples' cast offs, as they sought the latest and greatest. Even our cars are "last year's" models. Who am I kidding? They belong to the "last millennium."

We hear the word recycle a lot, which should become a way of life. But not often in our advertising driven society do we hear the words, "Be happy with what you have."

Before we bought our first computer a friend told us that as long as it does what YOU need it to, it is not obsolete. I think that goes for just about everything.

Why, in June I will have had the Hubby for 20 years. He may not move as fast as the newer models, but that's not necessarily a bad thing!