mill on the floss

'But the dreary half year did come to an end. How glad Tom was to see the last yellow leaves fluttering before the cold wind! The dark afternoons and the first December snow seemed to him far livelier than the August sunshine. ...

'But it was worth purchasing, even at the heavy price of the Latin Grammar - the happiness of seeing the bright light in the parlour at home as the gig passed noiselessly over the snow-covered bridge: the happiness of passing from the cold air to the warmth and the kisses and the smiles of that familiar hearth where the pattern of the rug and the grate and the fire-irons were "first ideas" that it was no more possible to criticise than the solidity and extension of matter. There is no sense of ease like the ease we felt in those scenes where we were born, where objects became dear to us before we had known the labour of choice, and where the outer world seemed only an extension of our own personality: we accepted and loved it as we accepted our own sense of existence and our own limbs. Very commonplace, even ugly, that furniture of our early home might look if it were put up to auction: an improved taste in upholstery scorns it; and is not the striving after something better and better in our surroundings, the grand characteristic that distinguishes man from the brute - or, to satisfy a scrupulous accuracy of definition, that distinguishes the British man from the foreign brute? But heaven knows where that striving might lead us, if our affections had not a trick of twining round those old inferior things, if the loves and sanctities of our life had no deep immovable roots in memory. One's delight in an elderberry bush overhanging the confused leafage of a hedgerow band as a more gladdening sight than the finest cistus or fuchsia spreading itself on the softest undulating turf, is an entirely unjustifiable preference to a landscape-gardener, or to any of those severely regulated minds who are free from the weakness of any attachment that does not rest on a demonstrable superiority of qualities. And there is no better reason for preferring this elderberry bush than that it stirs an early memory - that it is no novelty in my life speaking to me merely through my present sensibilities to form and colour, but the long companion of my existence that wove itself into my joys when joys were vivid.'

-George Eliot, The Mill on the Floss (159-160)

Celebrating the Fourth

Today at work, in order to both observe Independence Day and boost morale, I hosted a patriotic sing-a-long from 5:15-5:30 p.m. (most of us go home at 5:30). Of course, this was only possible because our British boss was out on vacation.

As we stood there belting out 'My Country, 'Tis of Thee,' 'God Bless America,' 'This Land is Your Land,' and 'The Star-Spangled Banner,' I thought of this memorable scene.

BBC photo captions and the art of understatement

The issue of affirmative action is a sensitive one in India

Understanding

This explains a lot.

Bye roomie 1!

Beracah lost another babe to a boy and a plan. Becky just moved back in with her parents. She hopes to save some money and take more classes at RTS in the fall. And who knows what else?

Jodye has already moved in, though, so we're still a big, happy family!

Practice

"Prepare your work outside
And make it ready for yourself in the field;
Afterwards, then, build your house."

-Proverbs 24:7

"I wanted to give it to the poor, but it was really hard."