http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d1oAIAes_uc&feature=mfu_in_order&list=UL
Note one little monkey face, his teeth showing, dreaming of carrots and cartoons.
Father Heathcliff.
For many years we lived in Toad Hall, an old American Gothic Foursquare house named for the mansion in Wind in the Willows although ours wasn’t really a mansion, the kids just thought it was. Now we live in a different home – one more suited to aging with dignity – yes, well, we can hope – The House Between. “Between” because we are living that stage of life between now and what is to come. Sound a little macabre? It’s not. We needed move to a space with main floor accessibility for older people who may not always be able to climb stairs to sleep and eliminate. We love this home in a quiet neighborhood with offices overooking the wooded ravine behind where we feed birds and watch coyotes play leap frog. We love knowing, too, that this is not our final place – there is more healing and goodness in the next life. I’ve kept the name of my blog toadsdrinkcoffee because I don’t know how to migrate to a new one. The name is now even more obscure, but it had to do with living in Toad Hall and my addiction to coffee. However, I did migrate my old publication – Notes From Toad Hall – to the new one Letters from the House Between.
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2 comments:
I wish there was a big love button like the "like" button on facebook. Thanks for posting this fun adventure!
Okay, all three Tredways are now completely taken with the Adventures of Honeysuckle. We've watched Anita's videos (on silkworms even) and it's become a conversation piece at home. We are eagerly awaiting the next installment. Yay for baby bunnies! (Livia, 7 year old future veterinarian, would like an Angora rabbit now, please. Her mean parents say no.)
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