Dragonflies Are Friendly

Dragonfly 1 - Copy

Hey, dragonfly sitting on the hosta flower!

Dragonfly 2 - Copy

You have such beautiful wings and a friendly face.
Would you like to perch on my finger for a while?

Dragonfly 3 - Copy

Yes!

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Crowded

I hate it when this happens. I have all sorts of little thoughts, and a few big thoughts, and perhaps even some medium thoughts all clamoring around in my head. It’s getting crowded in there, and yet none of them wants to come out and live on the nice, uncrowded pages of my blog. I may have to resort to bullying.

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New Contest

My new raison d’etre:

Cheerios New Author Contest

The deadline is July 31. There are two runner-up prizes of $1,000 each. The grand prize is $5,000 plus the possibility of publication. Entry is free! They allow multiple submissions, so I can send them the story that Highlights rejected plus any other stories that pop into my head between now and then. And the beauty is, had I ever been published I would not be eligible!

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The Neverending Story

The Neverending Story by Michael Ende
Grade: A

If you remember the movie of the same name from the 1980s, then you already know the first half of this story. It’s about a boy and a magical book and the realm of Fantastica (called “Fantasia” in the movie). That part of the story is quick and fun to read.

Then the book slows down. There are many interesting places and peoples, but some chapters are tedious. I cannot tell you what happens, because it would ruin the ending for you, but the last few chapters are wonderful, and they make it worth the effort to slog through that middle section. That is, if you’re an adult. The book is, in some ways, about growing up, and I think only the adult reader will be able to appreciate the second half properly.

Of course, Ende wrote in German, so I read an English translation out of necessity. There is only one translation that I know of (by Ralph Manheim). I cannot say if it’s a good translation, or even what a good translation is. All I know is that I enjoyed it. Recommended.

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Not a Winner

I got my story back from Highlights today. I did not win the contest. Not that I expected to, but it’s still a bummer.

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Geography Lesson

Daddy: Elephants live in Africa.

Me: Marshall, do you know where Africa is?

Marshall: Yes, in the TV.

Me: Africa is all the way across the ocean.

Livia: I swim there!

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Preschool in Retrospect

Dear Marshall,

Your last day of your first year of school was June 24th. Ironically you almost missed the bus for the first time that morning. And it was partly because of dandelions, believe it or not. You just had to pick some before you got on the bus, even though you were running a bit late.

Picking dandelions had became one of your rituals of school attendance. As you left the house each morning, you would look for dandelions to pick. You’d grab a few for Miss Holly, your teacher, and take them on the bus with you. Then, before leaving school, you’d look for dandelions to bring home for us. You did this every day.

Why? Maybe you just felt the need to pick them, and having picked them, needed something to do with them. Or maybe you earnestly wanted to bring some “sunshine” into the lives of your favorite adults. Who knows?

And while it might almost have been ridiculous, because of the extreme to which you took it (every day!), it was a beautiful thing. I like getting flowers. I think it’s sweet. Miss Holly probably thought so, too. The bus drivers certainly got a kick out of it! And I’m so happy that no one told you not to do it. I don’t want your natural impulses to be squashed so early in this bus trip we call Life.

I will miss those dandelion deliveries. And I’m going to miss “backpack mail,” which is how all of your school crafts came home to us. We never knew what we’d find when we opened your backpack, whether it would be pictures or snow-measuring sticks, gifts for mom and dad, hand-made bracelets, leprechaun ears, or other holiday decorations. You must have painted pictures with just about every item imaginable—not just fingers and brushes, but also dandelions, pasta, apples, and buttons. No year ever saw such a diverse and wonderful set of decorations.

We saved all of your craft projects, you know. Your dad insisted. He wanted to get them all first and then decide which few favorites to save. So they’re sitting in a box, except the ones that are still hanging on the bulletin board. I’m not sure I’m ready to part with any of them yet, so there they will stay until next year, when you bring home a new batch.

Congratulations on finishing your first year!

Love,

Mom

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Acquisitions

I went to the Westerly book sale on Thursday. I bought a lot of stuff.

CDs were only a buck apiece!

  1. Dream Theater When Dream and Day Unite: It’s called an “Official Bootleg,” which seems like an oxymoron to me. But I like Dream Theater, so why not check it out?
  2. Duran, Duran Decade: Because who doesn’t like to revisit some of the best music of the 80s every once in a while?
  3. Megadeth Countdown to Extinction: This is Megadeth’s best-selling album, but one I had never heard, so I thought I’d remedy the oversight.
  4. Queensryche Empire (The 20th Anniversary Edition): It horrifies me that we are past the 20th anniversary of music that I remember listening to as a teenager. I was never a huge Queensryche fan, but I really liked the song “Silent Lucidity.”

DVDs were only $3.00 each

  1. Singin’ in the Rain (Two-Disc Special Edition): Because, believe it or not, I did not already own this on DVD. I haven’t seen it in years and I can’t wait to rewatch it.
  2. Music and Lyrics: In spite of its uninspired title, Music and Lyrics is a sweet, nostalgic, and mildly humorous movie, so I’m looking forward to seeing it again.

The books I bought ranged in price from 50 cents to $3.00.

  1. The Autocrat of the Breakfast Table by Oliver Wendell Holmes: It was a beautiful, old, pocket-sized edition. Too bad there’s damage to the cover and at least one of the interior pages. I hope it will hold together as I read it!
  2. A Wonder Book and Tanglewood Tales by Nathaniel Hawthorne: Another beautiful-looking, oldish book.
  3. Saving CeeCee Honeycutt by Beth Hoffman: This one was recommended to be by someone at some point. It has lingered on my “shopping” list for a while. I thought fifty cents a good price.
  4. The Secret Life of Bees by Sue Monk Kidd: Is it as good as everyone would like us to believe?
  5. A Man Without a Country by Kurt Vonnegut: Cuz it’s Kurt Vonnegut.
  6. The Uncommon Reader by Alan Bennett: Another book from my shopping list. This is supposedly a fun story about Queen Elizabeth, corgis, and reading.
  7. Breakfast with Buddha by Roland Merullo: With a title like that, it has to be good, right?
  8. Duma Key by Stephen King: I’m behind on my Stephen King reading.
  9. The Green Mile by Stephen King: OK, make that really behind on my Stephen King reading.
  10. Her Fearful Symmetry by Audrey Niffenegger: I didn’t care for The Time Traveler’s Wife, but I’m not one to hold a grudge (against authors, anyway). I was curious to see if she could write something better. Plus, who wouldn’t be attracted by the phrase “fearful symmetry” (“What immortal hand or eye / Could frame thy fearful symmetry?”)? I’m might well be disappointed again. Most Amazon reviewers seem to think it’s a stinker.
  11. The Brown Fairy Book by Andrew Lang: Someday I will have all the colors. And yes, I could simply buy a collection of all the fairy books for my Kindle, but I think these are the kinds of books that need to be in true book form to be properly appreciated.
  12. Glimmer Train (3 issues): Just curious, and the issues were cheap enough that I could afford to satisfy my curiosity.
  13. Milton Cross’ Complete Stories of the Great Operas: a reference book that I’ll be glad to have the one or two times that I ultimately need it. For a buck, why not? Besides, I thought I should read up on my favorite opera, Aida. I love, love, love the music but know little about the story except that it’s set in Egypt.
  14. Sonnets from the Portuguese by Elizabeth Barrett Browning: I find small editions of classic poetry very appealing.
  15. Assorted small books for the kids, the most popular of which seem to be Three Ducks Went Wandering by Ron Roy and I Was Walking Down the Road by Sarah E. Barchas. You just never know what will strike a chord with kids, but anything with animals (featured in both books) is a likely choice. At 25 cents each, I wish I had had the patience to pick out more!

Total: $22.00

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The Name Game

Dear Livia,

One of your nicknames is Noodle. I call you Noodle as often as I call you Livia, probably more. But it’s a silly nickname, and someday you might wonder where it came from. Well, I’ll tell you.

I have a habit of transmogrifying names. I picked up this habit from my parents (and it will be interesting to see if you and Marshall inherit it from me!). I’ll play with any name, even names of stores and products, but the names of pets and people nearest and dearest to me are the most fun.

In your case I probably started with “Little Girl,” which became “Girly Girl,” then “Goo-Goo,” followed by “Goo,” and then “The Googer” and “Goo Girl.” After that came “Noodle,” and I’m trying to halt the transformation there, though it’s threatening to morph into “Doodle” any day now. I like Noodle as a nickname, and even your dad uses it now. I’ll do my best to keep it.

So that’s the story. But when other people ask about the name, I tell them that I call you Noodle because you’re tall and thin. It may not be the true story, but it probably sounds more reasonable!

Love,

Mom

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One, Two, Spiders Coming for You

My version of a classic nursery rhyme:

One, two,
Spiders coming for you!

Three, four,
Weevils at the door!

Five, six,
Gonna pick up ticks!

Seven, eight,
You’re mosquito bait!

Nine, ten,
Swarming ants again!

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