she who reconciles the ill-matched threads of her life, and weaves them gratefully into a single cloth - it's she who drives the loudmouths from the hall and clears it for a different celebration
where the one guest is You.
[ranier maria rilke]
Monday, February 11, 2008
i heart igoogle
all of my online perusing in one handy package that ALSO reflects the outside sky of my locale? oh i am in LOVE.