Wistful Wanderings

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Do want to know something I love? I love Scottish poetry. I could live and breath Scottish poetry. I enjoy poetry in general, and am the proud possessor of several volumes, the majority of which is Robert Frost. American poems and English poems are lovely. But Scottish poetry is the most beautiful thing I have ever read! When I read it, I seem to find myself sitting on a grassy hillside with a cool breeze blowing the fragrance of wildflowers around. Call me a nerd, but I’d rather read a Scottish poem than a popular novel any day.

The Return (A Piper’s Vaunting)
Och hey! for the splendour of tartans!
And hey for the dirk and the targe!
The race that was hard as the Spartans
Shall return again to the charge:
Shall come back again to the heather,
Like eagles, with beak and with claws
To take and to scatter for ever
The Sasennach thieves and their laws.
Och, then, for the bonnet and feather!
The pipe and its vaunting clear:
Och, then, for the glens and the heather!
And all that the Gael holds dear.

The Fairy Dance
The fairies are dancing — how nimbly they bound!
They flit o’er the grass tops, they touch not the ground;
Their kirtles of green are with diamonds bedight,
All glittering and sparkling beneath the moonlight.
Hark, hark to their music! how silvery and clear —
‘Tis surely the flower-bells that ringing I hear, —
The lazy-wing’d moth, with the grasshopper wakes,
And the field-mouse peeps out, and their revels partakes.
How featly they trip it! how happy are they
Who pass all their moments in frolic and play,
Who rove where they list, without sorrows or cares,
And laugh at the fetters mortality wears!
But where have they vanish’d? — a cloud ‘s o’er the moon,
I’ll hie to the spot, — they’ll be seen again soon —
I hasten — ’tis lighter, — and what do I view? —
The fairies were grasses, the diamonds were dew.
And thus do the sparkling illusions of youth
Deceive and allure, and we take them for truth;
Too happy are they who the juggle unshroud,
Ere the hint to inspect them be brought by a cloud.

23rd. Psalm in Scots
The Lord is my Shepherd in nocht am I wantin’
In the haugh’s green girse does He mak me lie doon
While mony puir straiglers are bleatin’ and pantin’
By saft-flowin’ burnies He leads me at noon.
When aince I had strayed far awa in the bracken,
And daidled till gloamin’ cam ower a’ the hills,
Nae dribble o’ water my sair drooth to slacken,
And dark grow’d the nicht wi’ its haars and its chills.
Awa frae the fauld, strayin’ fit-sair and weary,
I thocht I had naethin’ tae dae but tae dee.
He socht me and fand me in mountain hechts dreary,
He gangs by fell paths which He kens best for me.
And noo, for His name’s sake, I’m dune wi’ a’ fearin’
Though cloods may aft gaither and soughin’ win’s blaw.
“Hoo this?” or “Hoo that?” — oh, prevent me frae spearin’
His will is aye best, and I daurna say “Na”.
The valley o’ death winna fleg me to thread it,
Through awfu’ the darkness, I weel can foresee.
Wi’ His rod and His staff He wull help me to tread it,
Then wull its shadows, sae gruesome, a’ flee.
Forfochen in presence o’ foes that surround me,
My Shepherd a table wi’ denties has spread.
The Thyme and the Myrtle blaw fragrant aroond me,
He brims a fu’ cup and poors oil on my head.
Surely guidness an’ mercy, despite a’ my roamin’
Wull gang wi’ me doon tae the brink o’ the river.
Ayont it nae mair o’ the eerie an’ gloamin’
I wull bide in the Hame o’ my Faither for ever.

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I got a blog award! Thank you, Violet Incredible

The rules:

7. Keep being an encouragement!!

7 things you might not know about me:

• I’d pick a Ford over any other maker any day of the week
• I would dress in vintage 1940s every day if I could
• I used to have a pet scoripion
• Frozen yogurt is my favorite food
• I’m going to be in a murder mystery play this fall
• I plan to paint murals all over the interior of my house when I get married
• I like to make pasta from scratch

The people I give this award to are:

• Kaylee
• Daisy (daisy1)
• Rose (electricrose)
• Shiela Kiwi (rachsters)
• Rae Anne (missstitch)
• Godsgurl93
• Anna (cheezerx3)

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KANSAS CITY, MO – A blind couple who had a baby two months ago say that the State of Missouri violated their constitutional rights by taking their newborn away, and now their attorney says that she’s working to make sure it doesn’t happen again to another blind family.

Erika Johnson and Blake Sinnett say they were not able to bond or care for their baby girl for 57 days because social workers were blinded by ignorance. The couple says that when their child, Mikaela, was born on May 21 they were filled with joy, but social workers then refused to let them take her home.

“I didn’t think that was appropriate at all, we are just as capable as our sighted peers,” said Sinnett.

Johnson says that their nightmare began when she was trying to nurse her baby in the hospital.

“There was some breast tissue blocking her nose,” said Johnson. “But the nurses across the room at the time, I asked them was she okay and she said, ‘No, she was beginning to turn blue, but it’s fine it could have happened to anybody’.”

Johnson says instead of the lactation nurse teaching her how to breast-feed her baby, she reported the incident to the state and for the next 57 days they were not able to care for their child because little Mikaela was in a foster home.

“I’m the one that should have been waking up at 1 o’clock in the morning, feeding her, I missed bonding with her,” said Johnson.

The couple’s attorney, Amy Coopman, says while the state dismissed the case and returned the baby this week, the state should be held liable for violating the couple’s constitutional rights.

“A lawsuit doesn’t take that time and give it back to them, but we want to make sure some other blind person that walks into the hospital to have their baby doesn’t have this happen to them,” said Coopman.

The Missouri Department of Social Services says it can’t comment on the case because of privacy laws. But a spokesperson says children aren’t taken from their parents unless abuse, neglect or the welfare of the child is in imminent danger.

“We are visually impaired, not mentally impaired,” said Johnson. “We are just like everybody else, we just can’t see as well.”

Wow. Can you believe that? That is insane. Help stop this sort of thing- support the Parental Rights Amendment. I do! http://www.parentalrights.org/

-me

http://www.fox4kc.com/news/wdaf-story-blind-parents-child-072210,0,6427253.story

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     I just spent a lovely weekend with my family out-of-town. In true homeschooler fashion, I will list some of the things that I learned this weekend:

1)      Crawdads like papaya. They like shaved ham even better.

2)      Raccoons travel in fuzzy clumps, whether they are climbing trees or on the ground.

3)      As long as you are careful, the canoe will not tip. It’s fun to troll!

4)      Catfish are hard to kill.  They can survive an entire night after being hooked and they still wiggle after they are decapitated.

5)      Preparing a fresh-caught trout to be cooked is actually less gross than dissecting a shark.

6)      It is possible to catch a lizard while standing on an ant-ridden log over a lake and holding a fishing pole in one’s dominant hand.

7)      The quickest way to make your stuffy, crowded garage look like the scene of a murder is to have your garage freezer full of elk meat die while you are gone for four days, and then accidently dump all the blood onto the floor.

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