Happy Columbus Day... Unless that's offensive. I saw a big row on Facebook this morning about that. It might be. If a person thinks about it, life's public celebrations ARE usually at the expense of someone else.. Each holiday as it comes bears good news for the joyful ones who embrace that doctrine... And a slam in the face for those with another view.
I took a Robert Browning course in grad school that explained his philosophy that it isn't always what man does, but rather what he WOULD do. However the actions play out, it's what's in the heart that truly matters.... I don't know. Actions are what counts when a person is truly in need. But good actions based on a black heart's secret selfishness and brutal ambition is a terrible atrocity.
Ah, too heavy for a Monday. The house smells amazing. I've finally discovered essential oils and diffusers that work... I have tangerine, cinnamon leaf, and clove in there now. Plus... Bath and Body Works had a sale on their exquisite Fall candles... I'm burning pumpkin cupcake and pumpkin cocoanut...
Oh my... Mom swears she can smell them through the glass with their lids on. That's pretty good. She's again suffering with sciatica nerve pain. Last night was a long one. Today is better.
My project for the day, other than Mt. WASHMORE that's always there, is to hang my fall seasonal clothes on a lovely rolling rack I purchased last week. I'm loving the ease (and fun) of choosing some things for each season... Living seasonally is really easy and very energizing.
I'm going to skip off for a short drive in my new car... Autumn is calling my name.