[Writer’s Quote Wednesday] How The Grinch Stole Christmas

…And the Grinch, with his grinch-feet ice-cold in the snow,
Stood puzzling and puzzling: “How could it be so?”
“It came without ribbons! It came without tags!”
“It came without packages, boxes or bags!”
And he puzzled three hours, till his puzzler was sore.
Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn’t before!
“Maybe Christmas,” he thought, “doesn’t come from a store.”
“Maybe Christmas…perhaps…means a little bit more!”…

— Dr. Seuss, Excerpt —

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30 Day Song Challenge: 3rd Week Catch Up!

This time of the year always passes in a wacky way for me. I blink and suddenly it’s Christmas Eve and we’re just a week away from the new year; yet, I also remember vividly the highlights and lowlights of a year that’s gone by. With the wacky time, it seems I’ve managed to be ridiculously behind on this song challenge, but I’m determined to catch up, so here we go! Continue reading “30 Day Song Challenge: 3rd Week Catch Up!”

A Christmas Ad About Orangutans, Palm Oil, & Compassion

Today, I want to share with you all a Christmas TV advertisement that’s been making its rounds in the cyber-sphere. 

First, a little background: Iceland, a British supermarket, collaborated with Greenpeace to release a short animation telling the story of companies collecting palm oil at the expense of the environment, resulting in deforestation, orangutan deaths, and the loss of homes for Indigenous Peoples. 

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[Poetry] Ode To The Girl With The Flowery Handwriting

And the lavender scented stationery,
On which you have composed beautiful words,
Dancing to a song so familiar and sweet,
Yet I am sure of it I have never heard.
Tied daintily like a precious treat,
The blue silk ribbon in a little bow,
Do you plan for you and I to ever meet?
Miss Mystery-and-Intrigue that I do not know?
Perhaps, perhaps, oh how you tease me!
As I run my fingers over your stationery,
Tracing the letters you’ve weaved just so,
One day, this secrecy, I will unfold.

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