Sunday, 9 August 2009
9 3/4 Blogland Lane
Welcome all who are pure of heart and have loving intentions.
My home is like my heart. It is ever expanding.
Let's say grace. In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost. Thank you our Lord for these thy gifts which we are about to receive from the bounty of Christ our Lord Amen. In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost.
Josephine and Domenic it is time for your afternoon naps.
Up the down staircase.
The teapot is never empty.
There are many doorways leading in and out of my house; feel free to enter or leave. No one is hostage here.
Stay the night if you wish.
The priest is serving appetizers in the back.
The door to the fairies at the back of the house can only be opened if the child in you lives. (The image of the bas-relief doorway is taken from the Baptistry in the Florence Duomo, one of my dearest Lola's favorite churches.)
Choose the room you feel most comfortable in; know that everything is touchable.
Soup is always on.
All children are welcome. All children know the way to get in.
You will be heard here.
Abuse of any kind will not be tolerated here.