Lavender and Old Lace

"come into the garden. . . the cloistered spot where golden lilies tinkled, thrushes sang, and every leaf breathed peace." 'Lavender and Old Lace' ~Myrtle Reed~

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Location: Oregon, United States

"I've always thought my flowers had souls. . . they seem like real people to me. I've seen the roses rubbing their cheeks together as if they loved eachother, and the forget-me-nots are little blue-eyed children, half afraid of rest." 'Lavender and Old Lace' ~Myrtle Reed~

Wednesday, February 07, 2007

Next week is week 21 in school, guess what that means?

I've been waiting for almost four years to read A Severe Mercy. Both Mama and The Autumn Rain read this book during Autumn Rain's freshman year of Highschool when she was studying British Lit. Now It's my turn to read A Severe Mercy, or it will be starting next Friday, I can't hardly wait to begin, it's been a long wait, sometimes I almost couldn't make myself wait and would pick up the book to start reading but set it down again, knowing that I would enjoy it all the more on week 21 if I were reading it for the first time, then in a couple of months I can go back and read it again!