The instructions: You leave a comment on this post, and I’ll assign you a letter. You write about ten things you love that begin with your assigned letter, and post it at your place. When people comment on your list, you give them a letter, and the chain continues on and on.
I signed up on Ronnie's blog and I was assigned the Beautiful Letter B.
The Handwritten List in a Befitting Shade of Blue.
And now, The Writing.
1. Blues. By B.B. King, the Best.
2. Babies. Gotta love babies. Yes, we do!
3. Black. The deeper the better. There are so many reasons to love black: Night skies. Black light. Black cats. Little black dresses. And any color against black glows.
4. Brother. I miss my little brother.
5. Beaches. My most vivid childhood memories are of the SoCal beaches, mainly Huntington and Laguna. I suppose I’m talking about the ocean rather than the sand, though. I learned to stay afloat and move around in a pool, but I learned to swim in the ocean. I learned to appreciate sand in Florida; it’s like walking in sugar and there are so many shells. One of the main things that influenced the purchase of our Georgia home was the little beach on our river. It’s there all summer unless there’s a torrential rain.
6. Beads.
7. Butter. No matter how fat I get, I will never give up butter.
8. Beatles music. I got rather tired of the Beatles as people after Yoko made an appearance. But their music is so much a part of me it’s almost embarrassing to talk about it.
9. Books. See Steph run. To the bookstore, to the library…!
10. Ballet. As a little girl, I wanted to be a ballerina even more than I wanted to be a horse.
If you stand back and look at ballet, it’s a rather strange art form, but so lovely. Like most beautiful-to-watch things that humans do it demands so much. There’s a lot of agony and love going on inside that tutu — not to mention the pointe shoes.
1 comment:
A lovely list. It makes me want to give you another letter. :-)
(Aside: My verification word is "lenin" -- as in John, but spelled wrong.)
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