As a result of a spring-fever cleaning urge, I recently sorted and cataloged my books using the Libib app and website. Near the end of my project, I had a nice time going through a large box of books that I kept from my childhood.
Just from looking at the books, it was fun and enlightening to see who I was when I was young, and to think about the ways I have and have not changed.
The Horse-Crazy Kid
Clearly, I not only loved riding our family horses when I was young (I belonged to a 4-H club called the Portneuf Posse), I loved reading books about horses. The Black Stallion series by Walter Farley was an especial favorite, but I would read any book about a girl (or guy) and her (or his) horse.
The Kid Who Loved Old West and Outdoor Adventure
At one point in my youth—(4th grade was Idaho History year and we played a lot of Oregon Trail in the school computer lab)—I would have gladly time-traveled to live in the 1800s of the American Old West. My absolute favorite book from this category was Moccasin Trail by Eloise Jarvis McGraw.
I also loved reading outdoor adventure and survival stories, and if you had asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up, I would have replied that I wanted to be a hermit and live alone off the land in the mountains.
Here is a lovely example of visual irony that made me smile:
Further irony—Hanging below the “Simplify” sign, covered by the stack of paperwork, is a great quotation:
“Simple, clear purpose and principles give rise to complex and intelligent behavior. Complex rules and regulations give rise to simple and stupid behavior.”
—Dee Hock, American businessman
As the photo illustrates, sometimes one falls behind in the quest for simplicity. However, there is always hope:
“Ah, but a man’s reach should exceed his grasp,
Or what’s a heaven for?”
—Robert Browning, English poet
“The size of your dreams must always exceed your current capacity to achieve them. If your dreams do not scare you, they are not big enough.”
—Ellen Johnson Sirleaf, president of Liberia
In my own quest to simplify, clarify, and organize my mind and my life, I’ve found David Allen’s Getting Things Done model and method to be very helpful.
If you have not yet set your exercise goals for the new year, perhaps these signs will give you some inspiration!
My inner copyeditor was gleeful when it came across three fun real-life errors in one day!
A Perspective on the Prospective Employee
This paragraph is from a work email introducing an employee taking on a new position.
Prospective—an adjective meaning “likely to happen at a future date; concerned with or applying to the future.”
Perspective—a noun meaning “a particular attitude toward or way of regarding something; a point of view.”
In our regional dialect, many people likely pronounce “perspective” as “prospective.” I suppose we all know what is meant—even if we don’t know how to spell it or say it.
An Unusual Date
This is a flyer from our local ski resort:
The date is pronounced “twenty-thirth,” I imagine.
The Curious Case of the Canine Dog
This paragraph is from a news article about electronics-sniffing police dogs.
I can only imagine that the officer quoted in the article was referring to a “K-9 dog”—which we all know is a term for a police dog—and the reporter recorded this as “canine dog”—which just looks redundant and silly.
I came across this sign at the back entrance to an outdoor book store in Connecticut.
Dear Ugg of Australia,
What possessed you to make your black Samantha boot with a brown sole?
Dear Fiebing’s Black Leather Dye,
Thanks for saving the day!
I was pleased to come across these new-to-me Christmas songs during the past week!
“The Light of Christmas Morn” by Sarah Hart
I love this song and I am resolved to learn the beautiful lyrics so that I can sing it to myself while driving.
Celtic Woman also performed a good, but abbreviated version of this song, with several verses left out.
“Christ is Born” by the Carpenters
When I bought a new vehicle earlier this year, I discovered in the CD player a Carpenters Christmas album that the previous owners had forgotten! “Christ is Born” was a Christmas song I’d never heard before.
While I was out Christmas shopping, I came across quite a few fun and humorous decorative signs:
I recently misplaced my beloved brass-tipped windshield ice scraper and I went online to search for a replacement. I was intrigued by this review of the Swedish Ice Scraper, so I ordered a set.
As you might guess, the Swedish Ice Scraper comes from Sweden. This forthright email I received about the merits and drawbacks of Swedish Post made me laugh and made my day.
Naturally, when I see this sign, I immediately want to move the chair and then stand on it!
(Is it permissible for one to sit on the chair, I wonder? And how does one access the items on the shelf behind the chair if it cannot be moved? A chair that can neither be moved nor used seems to me to be a pointless chair…)