Author Archives: literarylee

About literarylee

I sling words for a living. Always have, always will. Some have been interesting and fun; most not. These days, I write the fun words early in the morning before the adults are up and make me eat my Cream of Wheat.

First Blossom

Posted on March 23, 2011 by literarylee

My commute is other people’s vacation… I board a bus within sight of the Potomac River.  It drives through historic Old Town Alexandria with its colonial houses, quaint byways, and even the church first Washington, then Robert E. Lee attended.  … Continue reading →

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What I learned about a Crocus

Posted on March 22, 2011 by literarylee

A crocus is a triangle, a tripartite creation.  Until now, I had no idea.  I normally look at crocuses from the side and see pretty purple, yellow or white flowers only a few inches from the ground, with petals expanding … Continue reading →

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Blossoms Galore

Posted on March 21, 2011 by literarylee

March 21, 2011 (Vernal Equinox – First Day of Spring) I love blossoms.  Flowers of all sorts thrill and amaze me, but blossoms, especially spring’s first ones, almost defy words to do them justice. Blossoms fascinate.  I will never forget … Continue reading →

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The Blossoms Cry Out

Posted on March 21, 2011 by literarylee

Look upon me ye world weary, tired of winter’s stark, spare beauty. Breathe deeply of us all cynics who despair of ever breathing a fragrance worth inhaling. Marvel, oh people, before our vast tribe’s numberless multitude.

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From the Bride’s Father’s Notebook – Day 6

Posted on March 20, 2011 by literarylee

Friday, December 25 (Christmas) We spent the day with one of our middle sons, his girlfriend and the girlfriend’s family, a couple hours drive from home.  We enjoyed breakfast with Katie and David at the hotel on our way out.  The moment, as we ate and … Continue reading →

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Lenten Prayer of St. Ephraim the Syrian

Posted on March 20, 2011 by literarylee

(This is a prayer Orthodox Christians pray during Lent. Oh Lord and Master of my life, do not give to me the spirit of laziness, faintheartedness, lust for power and idle talk, But give to me your servant, the spirit … Continue reading →

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Bombay Letters 4 – April, 1998

Posted on March 19, 2011 by literarylee

Date: April 1, 1998 Subject: Servant News and New Apartment Dear Family and friends, Let me try to bring everyone up to date.  I am writing this on April Fools Day (really!) and have a little extra time at the … Continue reading →

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Garden: A Love Story – Introduction

Posted on March 18, 2011 by literarylee

A Surgery Planted the Seed Thank goodness for my mother’s back surgery.  No, not really.  I wouldn’t wish that on anyone.  Nevertheless, it was her operation that first opened the door to me, at age 15, to the world of the garden.  Though mom’s surgery was successful … Continue reading →

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Poem Memorization Tip Number Nine Revisited (put the children to bed before reading this)

Posted on March 17, 2011 by literarylee

Still working on the poem, To A Friend Whose Work Has Come to Nothing by William Butler Yeats.  Here’s what I’ve memorized so far: Now all the truth is out, Be secret and take defeat From any brazen throat, For … Continue reading →

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To A Friend Whose Work Has Come to Nothing

Posted on March 17, 2011 by literarylee

William Butler Yeats Now all the truth is out, Be secret and take defeat From any brazen throat, For how can you compete, Being honor bred, with one Who were it proved he lies Were neither shamed in his own … Continue reading →

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