Thanksgiving ~ Edgar Guest

Gettin’ together to smile an’ rejoice,
An’ eatin’ an’ laughin’ with folks of your choice;
An’ kissin’ the girls an’ declarin’ that they
Are growin’ more beautiful day after day;
Chattin’ an’ braggin’ a bit with the men,
Buildin’ the old family circle again;
Livin’ the wholesome an’ old-fashioned cheer,
Just for awhile
at the end of the year.

Greetings fly fast as we crowd through the door
And under the old roof we gather once more
Just as we did when the youngsters were small;
Mother’s a little bit grayer, that’s all.
Father’s a little bit older, but still
Ready to romp an’ to laugh with a will.
Here we are back at the table again
Tellin’ our stories as women an’ men.

Bowed are our heads for a moment in prayer;
Oh, but we’re grateful an’ glad to be there.
Home from the east land an’ home from the west,
Home with the folks that are dearest an’ best.
Out of the sham of the cities afar
We’ve come for a time to be just what we are.
Here we can talk of ourselves an’ be frank,
Forgettin’ position an’ station an’ rank.

Give me the end of the year an’ its fun
When most of the plannin’ an’ toilin’ is done;
Bring all the wanderers home to the nest,
Let me sit down with the ones I love best,
Hear the old voices still ringin’ with song,
See the old faces unblemished by wrong,
See the old table with all of its chairs
An’ I’ll put soul in my Thanksgivin’ prayers.

Edgar Guest

Gif: (Nancy Liang (via Colossal)

Song of the Witches ~ William Shakespeare

(From Macbeth)

Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn and caldron bubble.
Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the caldron boil and bake;
Eye of newt and toe of frog,
Wool of bat and tongue of dog,
Adder’s fork and blind-worm’s sting,
Lizard’s leg and howlet’s wing,
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.

Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn and caldron bubble.
Cool it with a baboon’s blood,
Then the charm is firm and good.

Gif: Kitchen Ghosts

Hocus Pocus Month

“It’s all just a bunch of hocus pocus!”

(Max, Hocus Pocus)

Gif: Giphy



Gif: Giphy

The Night Wind ~ Eugene Field

Have you ever heard the wind go “Yooooo”?
    ’Tis a pitiful sound to hear!
It seems to chill you through and through
    With a strange and speechless fear.
’Tis the voice of the night that broods outside
    When folks should be asleep,
And many and many’s the time I’ve cried
To the darkness brooding far and wide
    Over the land and the deep:
“Whom do you want, O lonely night,
    That you wail the long hours through?”
And the night would say in its ghostly way,

My mother told me long ago
    (When I was a little lad)
That when the night went wailing so,
    Somebody had been bad;
And then, when I was snug in bed,
    Whither I had been sent,
With the blankets pulled up round my head,
I’d think of what my mother’d said,
    And wonder what boy she meant!
And, “Who’s been bad today?” I’d ask
    Of the wind that hoarsely blew,
And the voice would say in its meaningful way,

That this was true I must allow —
    You’ll not believe it, though!
Yes, though I’m quite a model now,
    I was not always so.
And if you doubt what things I say,
    Suppose you make the test;
Suppose, when you’ve been bad some day
And up to bed are sent away
    From mother and the rest —
Suppose you ask, “Who has been bad?”
    And then you’ll hear what’s true,
For the wind will moan in its ruefulest tone:

Gif: Kitchen Ghosts

Catch the trade winds in your sails

“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.

H. Jackson Brown Jr. – (P.S. I Love You)

Gif: Giphy



“All the flowers of all the tomorrows are in the seeds of today.”

Gif: fluffygif




“She remembered how Billy always picked the first apple blossoms
and put them into a tin cup for her.
They made the house smell like springtime.
Billy said apple trees were a double blessing,
first for the blossoms and then the apples.”

Sandra Dallas

The Solitude of Night ~ Li Bai


It was at a wine party—
I lay in a drowse, knowing it not.
The blown flowers fell and filled my lap.
When I arose, still drunken,
The birds had all gone to their nests,
And there remained but few of my comrades.
I went along the river—alone in the moonlight.

Li Bai

Translated by Shigeyoshi Obata


Fiordland National Park, New Zealand (Nathan Kaso)

“Have you also learned that secret from the river; that there is no such thing as time?” That the river is everywhere at the same time, at the source and at the mouth, at the waterfall, at the ferry, at the current, in the ocean and in the mountains, everywhere and that the present only exists for it, not the shadow of the past nor the shadow of the future.”

Hermann Hesse

Gif: Head Like An Orange