"How awful that the artist has become nothing but the after-dinner mint of society" – Samuel Barber

Hum.

q. shenaynay

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Let's say I were to suddenly appear from behind a gorsebush and say rather stuffily, "Ah! A mild spring zephyr!" How many of you would automatically think of Owl? Well, just so.

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Because it was in fact a mild spring zephyr that just blew our front door wide open. Just like that. I mean, I was sitting here rather Owlishly minding my very own business, keeping my adrenaline very much under proper control, dontchaknow, when suddenly the wind just invited itself in. Just like that. Blew open the door with both proverbial and literal gusto, as well as a flourishy swoosh of tiny green leaves. Announced itself downright Tiggerishly, I must say.

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And suddenly the atmosphere of the house was different, swirling as it was in fresh, green-smelling spring air. And tiny green leafy stuff that I will have to sweep up. Sometime. Maybe later. Because right now, I'm afraid I must do something about all this mild spring zephyrish air that is suddenly in my lungs.

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Hum. Hum ditty dum. Now I don't want to do anything today. My head is full of fluff and it won't proceedcake any further than thoughts of a blanket and a book and a sandwich.

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Whatever will I do about that?

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"You never can tell with bees."

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Hum for a Blustery Day

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Hum dum dum ditty dum

Hum dum dum

Oh the wind is lashing lustily

And the trees are thrashing thrustily

And the leaves are rustling gustily

So it's rather safe to say

That it seems that it may turn out to be

It feels that it will undoubtedly

It looks like a rather blustery day, today

It sounds that it may turn out to be

Feels that it will undoubtedly

Looks like a rather blustery day today.

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Winnie-ther-Pooh

(okay, it was actually A.A. Milne.)

600!

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This is our 600th Beehive post!

Whaddyathink, should we go for 1000?
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happy happy happy stuff

If this doesn't make you terminally happy, you're a hopeless case.

Zoei sings The Lord's Prayer




and Amazing Grace

on pecking the shell

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"He never talked vague, idealistic gas. When He said, 'Be perfect,' He meant it. He meant that we must go in for the full treatment. It is hard; but the sort of compromise we are all hankering after is harder - in fact, it is impossible. It may be hard for an egg to turn into a bird: it would be a jolly sight harder for it to learn to fly while remaining an egg. We are like eggs at present. And you cannot go on indefinitely being just an ordinary decent egg. We must be hatched or go bad."

~C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity, (1952)

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i give up.

q. shenaynay

Spuddy Buddy got a bit rattled during his math lesson today and couldn't get his mouth to work with his brain.

me: So read the story problem and think carefully. Is this going to be addition or subtraction?

SB: Attraction.

me (rephrasing): Are you adding or subtracting?

SB: I'm addicting.

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