yo_steedgirl:
Spending her life making waves in still waters.
yo_steedgirl:
Just because you're not half full doesn't mean you're empty.
yo_steedgirl:
2 pm breakfast
yo_steedgirl:
Inspiration over breakfast
yo_steedgirl:
Getting an inch of snow is like winning 10 cents in the lottery.
yo_steedgirl:
I never weary of great churches. It is my favorite kind of mountain scenery. Mankind was never so happily inspired as when it made a cathedral.
yo_steedgirl:
Anybody hear that? It's an... It's an impact tremor, that's what it is... I'm fairly alarmed here.
yo_steedgirl:
Floating in the clearest night.
yo_steedgirl:
Floating in the clearest night.
yo_steedgirl:
The last snow.
yo_steedgirl:
No diving. No swimming.
yo_steedgirl:
Why do they treat us like children? they said & I said why do you treat them like adults? & their eyes opened wide & they began to laugh & talk all at once & suddenly everything looked possible again.
yo_steedgirl:
When I die, she said, I'm coming back as a tree with deep roots & I'll wave my leaves at the children every morning on their way to school & whisper tree songs at night in their dreams.
yo_steedgirl:
11 am breakfast
yo_steedgirl:
We went from being the dregs to winners.
yo_steedgirl:
The door was shut, as doors should be, Before you went to bed last night; But Jack Frost has got in, you see, And left your window silver white.
yo_steedgirl:
“The average Southerner has the speech patterns of someone slipping in and out of consciousness. I can change my shoes and socks faster than most people in Mississippi can speak a sentence.”
yo_steedgirl:
I have the heart of a child. I keep it in a jar on my shelf.
