I've been trying to finish the book Wild Swans for way too long now while sitting at the cart, in between making jewelry or wind chimes or whatever I am feeling like making. Like 3 Cups of Tea, this book should be required reading for every American citizen, particularly our politicians. It's so intense that really, I can't read it for sustained periods and have probably read 12 other books while getting through it. But today, Peter, who loaned it to me, nicely asked how I was going as he wanted to send it to a friend, but "no pressure, really, MJ!". I get riled up inside reading it, with the refrain 3 trillion dollars we owe to this government. Why would the US government shun Cuba loudly and long due to their being a Communist country and then not only climb into bed, but copulate furiously with China, a Communist country with a horrendous record of human rights violations going back decades and decades? Why why why why...and then. Joy.Joy in the form of beautiful babies, a small parade of babies, a plethora of purity and innocence (the babies, not the Moms!). Daphne, Moton
Randi & Moya
Randi & Moya with Monika & Olivia
And for those of you women who find babies not to your pictoral liking - I admit it, I can barely stand Anne Geddes baby pictures (considering them bordering on the teetering edge of both child and artistic abuse) though when they first came out I thought they were fairly cute - I will include a shot I forgot to put in the other night. Enjoy, don't touch, they are both taken. Of course (feeling slighted boys? I have cutie chicas in here all of the time, but we'll do a bathing suit issue one of these days).
and for those of you who don't care for humans at all, here is how my day started, which isn't a bad way to begin.
Happy Sunday! I'm off soon to hang out with Linda at Dinghy Dock for our yearly traditional "we don't give a damn about the teams, we want to see the commercials and sing along at half-time" Super Bowl Sunday at Dinghy Dock.
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