Today I feel weary…weary of our unstable climate with – in the West of Scotland – its apparently increasing emphasis on cold and wet. A couple of weeks ago, it was bright and Springlike around here. The snowdrops looked perky and cheery, you got the feeling the crocuses would be poking through at any moment. Well, they have poked through, but they are probably regretting it already…
Don’t know about you, but when I catch myself heading for self-pity, I deliver a few quick slaps around the head, count a few blessings – then look for a philosophical quote which will put me in my place and cheer me up at the same time. Here is one of my perennial favourites, from that well-known ( -ish) sage, Aunt Elner…it always works for me! And – enjoy my Aunt Elner-type pics…
Betsy Bugs, that’s us….
“ Poor little old human beings – they’re jerked into this world without having any idea where they came from or what it is they are supposed to do, or how long they have to do it in. Or where they are gonna wind up after that. But bless their hearts, most of them wake up every morning and keep on trying to make some sense out of it. Why, you can’t help but love them, can you? I just wonder why more of them aren’t as crazy as betsy bugs. ”
Aunt Elner, 1978
(quote from “Welcome to the World, Baby Girl!” by Fannie Flagg)
250 words copyright Anne Whitaker 2015
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