Friday, December 16, 2011

Fridays are Golden

Friday is here again.  You hardly need a countdown, but in fifteen days we say goodbye to 2011.

Our Golden Girls hardly notice the time flying by.  Life for them is so simple; eat, play, sleep.  Because they run a lot, they also sleep a lot.  And no matter where Ellie chooses to sleep, sooner or later Lucy will plop down and use Ellie for a pillow.

When it is gloomy outside;

 Or in the bright sunshine,

 Lucy finds creative ways to be more comfortable.

The following photograph has nothing to do with dogs.  I cannot credit the photographer because it has become one of those viral pictures and someone sent it to me.  She captioned it, "Something you didn't really want to see."  I looked at the photograph and felt entirely different about it.  My caption would be more like:


The ladies are dancing the ballet "Swan Lake."  It brings to mind an anonymous quote:
Never be afraid to try something new.  Remember, the ark was built by amateurs; professionals built the Titanic.

I will leave you this frantic Friday with a poem that I memorized as a young child.  I can't remember a time when I didn't love poetry.  Our third grade class learned this one.  I was so proud of myself when the teacher asked me to recite it alone.  Then she turned to the class and said, "See how Carolyn did it?  You don't pause at the end of each line.  You pause at the end of each sentence."  I was so thrilled and I guess I still am because it has been many decades since third grade.  And I am sitting here smiling to myself.

  The poet is John Greenleaf Whittier.

Somehow, not only for Christmas
But all the long year through,
The joy that you give to others
Is the joy that comes back to you.

And the more you spend in blessing
The poor and lonely and sad,
The more of your heart's possessing
Returns to you glad.

I hope joy comes back to you and your hearts are filled with gladness.



The Bug said...

I love that poem! And I'm grinning for 3rd grade you who already knew what it was to read a poem :)

dr momi said...

Love the "pillow" pictures :-)

Karin said...

Enjoyed that photo with the dancing swans! Love that you knew how to read a poem in 3rd grade - nothing worse than listening to someone who doesn't!! Your golden girls just beg to be joined in their relaxed state!!

~Kim at Golden Pines~ said...

The pictures and the verse area nice way to end a week!!

I hope you're doing well, and enjoying your day!!

KGMom said...

A pick me up post for Friday--my favorite goldens, a sweet Christmas poem, and proof that you're only as old as you think you are.

Best of this Christmas season to you.

carolina nana said...

Beautiful poem and such a true message.
Merry Christmas

Beatrice P. Boyd said...

:Lucy and Ellie have the holidays in the right perspective - rest and don't stress too much. If only humans would "get" it. The Whittier poem is a lovely thought for the whole year. Merry Christmas to you and yours.

Ms. A said...

Those women aren't just brave... they're brave in tutus!

Busy Bee Suz said...

I LOVE this poem and the story that goes with should be proud.
At our local parade a few weeks ago, there was a group of older ladies doing a march and a dance and it really brightened my day; made me remember that we can still have fun and brighten the days of others even when we are older.
Love your girls...they are the best!!!!
Have a great weekend.

George said...

I like the poem, and like you, I'm also glad to see those ladies dancing 'Swan Lake'. Trying new things is a great way to stay young (I hope!). I must admit that I at times envy the girls' life style.
Have a great weekend!

animal lover, quilt lover said...

I so so love your blog!!!
Thank you sososo much for coming to visit with me!!! If you didn't come I wouldn't see and read your wonderful posts!!! Thank you!!!!
Love the pictures of Ellie and Lucy so much!!
My caption would be, you go girls too!!!
xx, Zoie & Fern

Anonymous said...

I think my husband would say that I'm a Lucy type sleeper.

Rudee said...

What a lovely poem! Thanks for sharing and I wish for you the same joy and gladness.

Arkansas Patti said...

I tried hard to read it properly:)) Those moments of pure praise never leave us do they?
I never tire of seeing the girls.

Carol@The Writers Porch said...

Those girls are " lucky dogs" in more ways than one! I'd have thought the same thing except added I wish i could get my leg that high. :)

Ginnie said...

It's a joy to see the love that your "Golden Girls" have for each other. Thanks for the pictures.

NCmountainwoman said...

Thanks for your comments, everyone. I think that I remember the praise so much because my third grade teacher really didn't like me very much. She thought I talked too much and distracted the class with my endless questions. Well, Mrs. Morgan (wherever you are) you might be happy to hear that I had a son very much like me. And you were was a challenge.