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I've recently started a quote book, it's a journal I found at my local thrift store that only had one or two pages written in. It's thick and has a red cover with Chinese characters all over it. It's a poem, that reads:
I wake and moonbeams play around my bed
Glittering like hoarfrosts to my wandering eyes
Upwards the glorious moon I raise my head
Then lay me down and thoughts of home arise
--Night Thoughts by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
With it I've filled in already about twenty-plus pages with many words.
Words are amazing things, and I am, thankfully, always learning more of them or about them. Take hoarfrost - never heard or read it before this poem.
noun -- origin: 1250–1300; Middle English hor-frost.
Also called: white frost a deposit of needle-like ice crystals formed on the ground by direct condensation at temperatures below freezing point
Interesting huh? I thought it'd be more than that but it's still a awesome word to say, more fun then icy... =).
I'm sorry about not posting, after getting power back on after five days because of the snow and ice storms, there was much clean up and things to get done before play. I am also house sitting for some friends who have two small dogs that need lots of people love (but can't come here because my dogs would eat them up in a second) and I don't have internet there.
So bear with me - more sketches coming soon. I want to still do some more daily drawings, just don't know when I'll have a week to do it soon. Stay tuned.