Cork and Olive

Playful twist on TV dinners

2010-11-12T16:34:00.002-05:00

This used to be a an entertainment system. I know, I can't believe it either.

But it's true and here's how you do it!

Consider this filed under "things-I-would-do-if-I-didn't-work".

(St)itching to Sew Something

2010-05-28T09:30:00.003-04:00

and this little hamper from Design Sponge may be just the thing.

Bold, Cute, Handmade

2010-05-27T14:31:00.003-04:00

New favorite site: Henry Road. Love the fabrics and the products.

Weekend Plans...

2010-02-05T15:06:00.004-05:00

These look good, don't they? I love lime and coconut. Find the recipe here.

Time with friends and more baking on tap this weekend: bread (of course), jambalaya & king cake for the Superbowl party on Sunday. Who Dat? Drew Dat! Geaux Saints!

Missing Vacation & Homemade Granola

2010-01-04T12:05:00.004-05:00

Back at work and terribly missing our staycation with the kids. We got lots of baking, cooking and playing done. My plan of action: plan our weekend as early in the week as possible so that I can look forward to it all week long. On the agenda this weekend: a wine festival (YAY!) and some homemade granola.

Happy 2010 people!

New Year's Party

2009-12-28T11:24:00.004-05:00

We will be ringing in the New Year at a very casual party with friends. We've decided it will be a family affair with seven kids five and under. These looked like the perfect party fare for our little party people:
Another great recipe from my favorite bakers.

Christmas Card 2009

2009-12-28T11:13:00.010-05:00

Every year I design our Christmas card {usually last minute} and, true to form, I only had about an hour to get this one designed and off to my printer. We had so many great pictures that we wanted to use this year that I decided to do a collage of the some of our favs. I'm pretty happy with how it turned out, considering the time crunch.

Christmas Eve Dinner

2009-12-28T11:05:00.006-05:00

Our annual Christmas Eve dinner was a huge success this year. The Wild Mushroom Soup, a last minute addition, was a crowd favorite. We ended up with the following artisan breads:
Roasted Garlic
Kalamata Olive
Whole Wheat
Limpa (my version of a traditional Swedish bread made with honey, cardamom & orange zest)

All of the bread was made using recipes from my favorite cook book, Artisan Bread in Five Minutes. (Yesterday, I bought the next installment of the book, Healthy Bread in Five Minutes).

We're already thinking about how we can top this next year...

Pretty Packages

2009-12-22T07:00:00.001-05:00

Are one of my favorite parts of the holidays. And I can't get enough of baker's twine these days. I use it on EVERYTHING. You can get here {or in lots of other places}. I'm also in love with this Italian cotton ribbon... which I also use everywhere.

Annual Christmas Eve Dinner {Planning}

2009-12-21T16:58:00.003-05:00

Menu
~Cocktails ~
ChristmaPAMApolitan {Pomegranate Cosmos}
“Twas the Nog before Christmas” {Egg Nog with Burbon}

~Appetizer~
Wild Mushroom Soup

~Salad~
Frisee and Fennel Salad with Dried Apricots & Roquefort

~Entrée~
Braised Short Ribs
Whipped Carrots & Sweet Potatos with Goat Cheese
Pan Roasted Brussels Sprouts

~Dessert~
Fruits of the Forest Pie
Assorted Homemade Christmas Cookies

Homemade Artisan Bread

Short post. Gotta run. We've got some cooking {and baking} to do!
Photo from Christmas Eve 2008

Our first snow day

2009-12-18T16:28:00.004-05:00

Last week we had our first official snow day. The first of the season, as well as the first ever... at least technically - since JB just started school this year. I started out with the intention of trying to make it into the office, but it became clear quickly that I wasn't going to really get anywhere, anytime soon. So we spent the morning playing in the snow and clearing the walks and then went inside for bagel sandwiches and hot chocolate. I got to spend the rest of the day working in my pajamas.
I love how snow days make us slow down. Life should be more like snow days.

Lightshow

2009-12-16T13:28:00.002-05:00

The other night we grabbed an extra box of glow sticks {leftover from Halloween} and our digital camera and had some fun in the dark {while playing with shutter speeds}.
Here are the results:

Pretty, huh?
Here is what it looked like behind the scenes:

Chicken Coconut Orzo Soup {better known as "dinner"}

2009-12-10T07:45:00.001-05:00

4 tbs butter
1 whole chicken quartered
10 cups water
1 large onion, chopped
3 celery stalks, chopped
3 carrots, chopped
1 tbs ground thyme
2 bay leaves
2 tsp sea salt
1 tsp ground ginger
1 tsp ground black pepper
1/2 cup white wine {I used chardonnay}
1 cup unsweetened coconut milk
2 cloves garlic, minced
1/2 cup chopped fresh parsley
1 cup orzo (or other small pasta)

In soup pot, add water and chicken bring to a boil, reduce heat and simmer for 20 minutes, until chicken is cooked through. Remove chicken from pot and set aside to cool, reserving poaching liquid. When chicken is cool, separate meat from the bone and set aside.
Heat butter in the pot over medium heat and add celery, onions and carrots. Cook for 4-5 minutes until tender. Add thyme, bay leaves, salt and pepper.
Add chicken and 8-9 cups of the reserved poaching liquid. Bring to a boil, reduce heat and simmer for 20 minutes partically covered.
Stir in parsley, ginger, wine, garlic, coconut milk and orzo.
Cover and simmer for 15 minutes.
Serve with warm, buttered rolls.

P.S. This is the first time JB ever called something I made "awesome".

Writing letters

2009-12-09T18:56:00.003-05:00

I just finished this book. It reminds me of a friend of mine who writes letters {and everything else for that matter} just like Sylvia did during WWII. It also made me realize two things: 1. We don't know how to write letters anymore. And 2. we are so protected from the realities of war. I hope we never have to experience them, but if we do, I hope I have the character to deal with them the way the characters in this novel did.

Bars and balls

2009-12-09T18:44:00.003-05:00

Here is the outcome of our cookie baking this past weekend:Buckeyes and Chewy Oatmeal Chocolate Coconut bars. YUM! The Buckeyes are a blast from my past {I used to live in the Buckeye State where Christmas wasn't Christmas without them}.

Christmas 2009: #12 Victorian Stroll

2009-12-05T07:00:00.002-05:00

Thursday night on a little street called Broadway: We've decided that we're going to pull out all the stops this Christmas. No short cuts. No fake trees {fake to us means pre-cut}. No missed opportunities for holiday cheer. On our list of "to-dos":
1. Cut our own tree
2. Visit Santa
3. Watch all the classic Christmas movies {Elf down, 455 left to go}
4. See the "big tree" in NYC, skate at Rockafeller Center, visit FAO
5. Donate to a family in need
6. Pull out all the decorations
7. Host Christmas Eve dinner
8. Sing carols {often and, as far as I'm concerned, badly}
9. Make a snowman {check}
10. Go sledding
11. Send Christmas cards
12. Go to the Victorian Stroll {check}
13. Attend Midnight Mass
14. Get Advent calendars for the kids {check}
15. Make Christmas cookies {check}

Phew!
I know I'm forgetting something... so this list may grow.

Grocery List

2009-12-04T16:42:00.002-05:00

We're making cookies tonight for an annual cookie party tomorrow {where the white chocolate hot chocolate is something we look forward to all year long}. G just sent me this grocery list of things to pick up on the way home:

2 Large Jars of JIF Low-Fat Creamy Peanut Butter
4 Lbs butter
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
1/2 teaspoon salt
4 hugs
2 bags of powdered sugar
5 (12 ounce) package semi-sweet chocolate chips
1 flat of Oreo’s
1 Small bottle of Crème de Menthe (Liquor Store)
1 oz. of forgiveness for wrecking your car
1 Btl of Peppermint Schnapps (Liquor Store)
1 Can of Oats
3 Kisses
3 Gallons of Milk (Skim)

I know I'll be able to find the hugs and kisses...and I think I can even muster up that ounce of forgiveness.

God, I love that man.

{And I love him even more for putting up with me.}

St. James Street, here I come...

2009-12-04T10:25:00.005-05:00

I love wellies. Wellies are rubber boots that originated in England when the first Duke of Wellington asked his shoemaker on St. James street to fashion a pair of waterproof boots. I don't own a pair, but consistent with my modus operandi, my kids are dressed better than I am and have had several pairs over the years including one green pair that look like frogs and red ones fashioned as ladybugs.

Last night I found these {along with a matching Rugby!} from Joules, a UK clothing company. Funny how I found them only hours after booking a trip to London in January. I think it's a sign....

Far, far away... or not?

2009-12-03T08:51:00.005-05:00

Once upon a time, in a kingdom far, far away there were children who preferred playing make-believe instead of Playstation. Who traveled to distant lands and far-away places and didn't need a TV to entertain them. These play/real clothes from Patouche help us to remember how to bring far, far away just a little bit closer.

Chalk it up

2009-12-01T14:28:00.004-05:00

How much to do you love these???
Not more than me! I must have one {or two??} of them from MaryKate McDeVitt for my kitchen....
{via Design Crush}

Preparations

2009-11-26T12:37:00.005-05:00

We're elbow-deep in preparations for our Thanksgiving feast and celebration over at Aunt L & Uncle J's. There's rumor of a backyard football game after dinner that I'm really looking forward to. That and my run this morning should help burn off some of the extra calories.

Here's an overview of our calorie contributions for the day: southern smashed potatoes, homemade artisan bread {from this book}, honey butter made with Big Bear's pure honey from our family in GA, and a little take-home treat for all of our guests; cranberry-apple jam {recipe courtesy of my favorite canning blog, Food In Jars}.

A little eco-note on the cran-apple jam jars; cloth is recovered from a Goodwill shirt find and the tags are cut from leftover letterpress scraps from the invitations for my brother's wedding last month. Our little way to thank mother earth today.

Also on my "I'm thankful for" list this year:

Cars that work in crashes

Jobs that survive the economy

Families that love & laugh together

Friends through sun, rain and sometimes pain

Baby butts and sloppy kid kisses {can't get enough}

Tickle fights

After-dinner dance fever to Cotton-eyed Joe & Can't Get Next to You

Having everything we need

Turkey Day!

2009-11-17T13:10:00.002-05:00

We're looking forward to Turkey Day over at the Smith household. I was thinking about coming up with a few fun decorating ideas to add to the festivities when, lo and behold, Martha popped into my in-box in a serendipitous moment of crafty-esp. Get the tutorial here.

Birthday Celebration x 2

2009-11-10T21:45:00.010-05:00

Note to self: When (if?) you have another child, have him or her in May. Or June or July. Or any other month in the year outside of October and November. JB & MK have birthdays exactly one week apart. This is only a problem for me because I have to cram all of my creative energy into two short weeks. I'd much rather have weeks and weeks to plan one party. Thankfully, I have the support of some pretty great blogs for fun ideas (see the Wedding & Entertaining blogroll at the right).

Oh, Baby...

2009-11-06T16:57:00.003-05:00

I've got baby envy. And it's bad.
Last month at my brother's wedding the bridemaid that stood next to me was ready to give birth at any moment. MK was enthralled with her belly {"Mommy! What's IN HER BELLY?!" Why is it so big?} and I was jealous....

UGH! Jealous of what?! Jealous of feeling like you're hiding a tractor-trailer in your abdomen? Jealous of swollen feet shoved into high-heels? Jealous of waves of nauseousness every time the baby feels a need to stretch a little? Well, uh... yeah, actually.

I've got it bad.

And now I'm feeding this craziness {utter insanity!} by perusing the inspiration boards over at Serena & Lily.

To do list:
1. Get a baby
2. Get a couple extra {thousand} bucks to build nursery of dreams

My sane self is having a heart-attack right now.

Hope

2009-11-06T15:50:00.001-05:00

"Bonfire," painting by Lisa Congdon.

The Gift of Days

2009-09-04T10:29:00.006-04:00

MK and Cousin G

Everyone checking out the island campsite

Cousin G and JB

Last Thursday I flew "home" for a three-day weekend packed with festivities and preparations for my brother's wedding in October. I knew in advance that my trip promised to be non-stop and I'd be on my way home before I even had the chance to fully appreciate it.

What I didn't know was that I would spend the weekend fully aware of God's grace.

The kids and my mother-in-law, K, were in an accident last Friday while I was I busy getting ready for a bridal shower and G {the hubby} was hard at work. Amazingly, the kids came away with hardly a scratch and K with just a few bumps and bruises.

If you saw our car now, you'd never believe that last sentence. As JB said, "God cares.".

We had more than our share of miracles, a few of which came in the form of earthly angels. Including some of the first responders to the scene; a nurse and the chaplain from the local fire department and eventually, the EMTs and other emergeny personnel. All whom comforted, cleaned and cared for my kids {and K} while I was thousands of miles away.

We have all been given the gift of days and I've never been more grateful. They may be young, but I believe the kids know this, too. I received pictures in my inbox this morning that were proof of this. They were of the weekend I missed -- the kids clearly past their ordeal and enjoying their gift of days by the lake.

Play House

2009-08-20T08:48:00.007-04:00

One summer when I was a kid I was shipped to my Aunt & Uncle's house for my first vacation away from my parents and to help out with their new baby {I'm pretty sure that I was not that helpful, though... sorry Aunt J!}. I came home that summer to a brand new "tree house" that my father had built while I was away. Although there was no tree involved, it was one story off the ground and was the best tree house I had ever seen. It had a roof and three open sides, a ladder and monkey bars. There wasn't much else too it, but it was my castle. I think I spent my entire summers in that tree house and on most warm nights I would hang old sheets* on the three open sides so that I could sleep out there. Over the years that tree house became a school room, a pirate ship, an army fort and countless other imaginary places that my brother's and I would dream up.

Things have been a little on hold for us over the last couple of years, but when we finally move into a new house, our kids will get a castle of their own. This playhouse from miko design is great inspiration.

*Now that I think about it, it's possible those sheets were not that old.... sorry mom!

Ahoy! Part II

2009-08-18T08:34:00.004-04:00

Remember these invites I said I loved? Well, you can find the rest of the super-swell party here and here.

Weekend Warriors

2009-08-17T12:48:00.012-04:00

On this weekend's agenda was a pool party in honor of our friend, Annie's fifth birthday, a trip to the local fair and a birthday dinner for Poppy. The sun was hot {finally}, the water was cool and the fun was, well, non-stop. Our no-nap Saturday began with a walk to our favorite bagel shop and a stop by our local farmer's market before spending the majority of the afternoon at the pool party. The day ended with the three of us passed out together in our bed by 7:30pm {a special treat since G was out of town at my brother's bachelor party weekend}. Poppy's birthday celebration on Sunday followed our morning of carnival rides, a visit to the petting zoo, and hot dogs and lemonade at the fair. The evening party was pool-side and Grammy made sure the celebration was sweet with our favorite cupcakes from Lakeside Farms.

The pattern for Annie's handmade doll came from here.

Wilderness Therapy

2009-08-11T08:19:00.015-04:00

"Hope and the future for me are not in lawns and cultivated fields, not in towns and cities, but in the impervious and quaking swamps." - Thoreau

Two weekends ago we dropped the kids off with Grammy & Poppy and, despite ominous skies, made our way upstate to a small town where most businesses rent inflateable tubes - even in the rain. We stopped at a time-worn video rental shop/tanning salon/hair salon where we rented and then strapped to the roof eight inflated, blue tubes {with beverage holders, of course}. We grabbed cold beverages at the local Stewarts {to fill said beverage holders} before making our way to a lonely gravel parking lot on the outside edge of town.

After a short, slippery hike we found ourselves and our tubes at the based of a dam on the Sacandaga River. It was officially raining and the sky was blanketed with dark clouds by the time we all had situated ourselves in our tubes {with beverages} and pushed off into the swollen river. Despite the weather {or maybe because of it}, we had several incredibly fun hours navigating the rapids and doldrums of the river, lost and then regained a beverage or two {and several members of our fleet} and ended the trip chilly but energized at an output on the confluence of the Mohawk and Sacandaga Rivers. It was an amazing day with friends and family and we left vowing to do it again, soon. Even if it rains...

Ideal Bookshelf

2009-08-05T09:48:00.004-04:00

This print would look great in a nursery. Especially near a bookshelf lined with the actual books. The artist included one of our favorite books, Olivia.

Bubbles!

2009-08-03T08:00:00.002-04:00

We love bubbles at our house. But, we can never seem to keep them from spilling. Have you noticed how expensive good bubbles are these days?! Martha to the rescue with a recipe and instructions for DIY bubbles. Image from here.

Rain, rain...

2009-07-31T09:44:00.004-04:00

With what seems like 40 days and 40 nights of rain this summer, I'm trying to remind myself that rain can be beautiful. Images from this photographer are helping. Here's hoping for a sunny Saturday {and dare I even hope for a sunny Sunday, too?}...

Home{work}

2009-07-29T21:06:00.019-04:00

Considering it's only July, and both of our children are under five, you'd think that homework would be the furthest thing from my mind. But, JB starts kindergarten in September. Typical of my relationship with homework, I feel completely unprepared and have to admit that the whole thing kind of snuck up on me {denial}. And now we have to make a decision that will irrevocably determine the path of the rest of his life {Ok, maybe I'm being dramatic, but that's what it feels like} and pick a school. I have to ask, am I really qualified to make this decision?

Articles like this one are not helping the matter. Homework in kindergarten? Really? At least the author knew to even ask the question!

The truth is that we chose a school in June. I was confident when we made the decision, but I still find myself checking out other options almost daily {Oh, that one has a better lunch program - free range turkey sandwiches with whole grain organic bread?! Wait, what about this one that is closer to home? And this one doesn't require endless hours of parental volunteer work... that would be nice, considering I work full time.}.

Wow. That's a scary glimpse into my clearly misguided priorities. Food. Location. Less work. I told you I wasn't qualified to make this decision.

Last week, we got a letter in the mail from JB's new teacher. It included an introduction, schedules for orientation, a school supply list and...... homework. Due August 1st. Before school even starts {which, incidentally, isn't making it into the mail until today}. All of this has me wishing that I could be home more and work less {or not at all}. Then it would matter less where he went because he'd still be spending most of the day with me. And homework would definitely not be on the agenda.

Ahoy, again...

2009-07-28T13:27:00.006-04:00

Seriously cute knitted toy patterns found at Twins {cheap, too!}. I think I may try the aliens...

Welcome to our ool.

2009-07-28T09:56:00.006-04:00

Saturday included a cookout, ice cream and a full-on, no-holds-barred water fight. Oh... and the kids had a good time, too. In fact, JB did his first-ever front flip into the pool. No practicing, no hesitating. Just ready, set, flip. {He was showing off for a girl. At four and a half. We are in serious trouble, my friends.}

Image found via fffound.

Strawberry Fields Forever?

2009-07-27T22:48:00.016-04:00

This June we decided to take the long-cut and pick-our-own Strawberries...
and braved the hot sun, admired the apple orchards {and looked forward to returning in the fall}, picked berries from an endless field, marveled at the taste, texture and juiciness of the fresh fruit, made new friends, learned about our new favorite local farm and returned home thirsty, but with full bellies.
The following day we filled our cellar shelves with jam and had enough fruit left over to make Mr. Smith a somewhat runny, but still pretty darn good, strawberry-rhubarb pie {note to self: next time account for the extra-juicy fruit}.

Clean up

2009-07-25T07:00:00.004-04:00

My sister-in-law, Lo {short for Lolo, which is short for long, long story I've long since forgotten}, is the Queen of Clean. I envy this trait and often wish I could bottle her fervor for cleanliness and keep it all for myself. If I could, it would look like this. The packaging for J.R. Watkins products almost makes you want to clear your weekend schedule to clean.... almost.

Fearless

2009-07-24T09:21:00.006-04:00

I remember when I wouldn't think twice about climbing the tallest tree I could find and cartwheels came easily without fear of injury. In fact, it wasn't that long ago that I was simutaneously learning to sail solo and fly a twin prop {with serious intentions to get certified to scuba dive and learn to skydive}. Between meetings, commuting, cleaning, teaching, cooking and a million other things, I sometimes find myself wondering where that person went.

Yesterday at the park JB quickly made his way to the top of one of those metal dome climbers while his sister cheered him on. He didn't even blink until he was almost 12 feet in the sky with his feet dangling towards earth. With a hint of fear in his voice he asked me to stand under him so that he could hang down and jump into my arms.

As soon as I put him safely on solid ground he said, "Mom! That was so scary! BUT, SO COOL!".

Thank you, JB, for reminding me to be fearless.

A Peony for Your Thoughts?

2009-07-23T19:59:00.006-04:00

I've got weddings {and all the festivites surrounding them} on the brain. Peonies are one of my two all-time favorite flowers. This centerpiece project from Once Wed is super simple and picture perfect. Go here to learn how to DIY.

It Was That Type of Birthday

2009-07-23T19:00:00.007-04:00

I've been coveting one of these for some time now...

And thanks to G&K, the King and Queen of antiquing, I'm now the proud owner of this one. So begins my love affair with my Corona {Not to be confused with My Sharona and different from my husband's love affair with his Corona}. Other presents included: Flowers, a new iPod & a cleaning service. All a girl could ask for. It was a good birthday.

Ahoy, little Matey

2009-07-22T12:11:00.003-04:00

I love this invite found at Twig & Thistle. You can bet your sea legs that I'll be using that cute sewn envelope and label idea in the future.

Gone Camping...

2009-07-22T10:04:00.002-04:00

When I camp, I want it to look like this. Via Make Room For Living

"Goodnight you princes of Maine, you kings of New England..."

2009-06-02T08:54:00.003-04:00

Our first trip to Maine was just under a year ago and this summer weather has me longing for those icy coastal waters. We had six glorious days of sun, surf and shellfish. And one of the best hot dogs I've ever tasted... really.

I found this poem that was originally written about another town in Maine, but perfectly captures Boothbay Harbor where we stayed. It's also fitting because we stayed at a cabin called "Camp David".

"Lubec"

A small town by the sea
With the salt breeze blowing free over all.
Where the graceful gull swoops low
And the black duck rarely go in the fall.
A small town on the end
Of the coastline -- as it wends out to the sea --
Like some giant outstretched hand
Seeking Campobello land constantly.
A small town on the shore
With its people -- a few score, at the most.
All are known by their first name
And take pride in their fame as a host.
A small town on the hill
With its churches -- white and still over all.
With their spires -- heaven bent
That to many a sailor's meant 'Stand or fall.'
A small town on the bay
Where the fishes flash and play in the waves.
Where there is great ebb and flow
Of the ocean as it goes down to Dave's.
A small town on the coast
Where the weirmen yearly boast of their take.
Where the work's from spewing to fall
And the fish determine all -- make or break.
A small town by the mere
Where the sight of fog in the air brings no frown.
And the foghorn at the Head
Lulls the native in his bed snuggled down.

by Robert G. MacBride, MD
Longtime Lubec, ME resident and poet(written circa 1936)

Post title is a quote from "Cider House Rules". Picture is the Lighthouse at Pemaquid Pt., Maine.

My Next Hobby

2008-06-12T09:06:00.000-04:00

How freaking cute are these? Seriously? I get the Daily Candy email and today's featured a new shop called Grana & Mau that sells hand embroidered awesomeness. I LOVE these bloomers. Anyway... the e-mail reminded me of my recent found love of all things hand embroidered. My new old standby is Fidget. The owner of the shop, Amanda, has done several hand embroidered goodies for me.

Here is the latest:

I can't help but add one more of the shops I've discovered on my travels through Etsy. It's a new one I just found but I love the onsies they are selling. The shop is called ERG originals. And here's my pick from them:

Happy Thursday everyone!

Dog Days of Summer

2008-06-09T14:40:00.003-04:00

We had a true summer weekend... popsicles, pools and a bar-b-que (or two). It was HOT in Upstate New York. Hot and muggy. It reminded me of my summers in Baton Rouge.

We pulled out the kiddie pool and filled it with too-cold water from the hose. The kids had a blast and Libby {above} couldn't resist a splash through pool, either.

During naptime I was worked on my new hobby -- sewing. I found an online store for awesome kids clothes that I love called Flour Clothing, but they sold out of my favorite top within hours of putting it in their shop. So I tested my newly found sewing skills on creating my own version. It turned out okay, but not as nice as theirs. Here's a picture of their top:

Perfect top for a picnic on a hot day.

2008-05-02T11:26:00.002-04:00

My new favorite Etsy site is drearyneedle.etsy.com. Affordable, beautiful handmade goodies. Here's my most recent purchase.

I also visited their blog and found one of my favorite poems of all time.

The More Loving One--

W. H. Auden

Looking up at the stars, I know quite well

That, for all they care, I can go to hell,

But on earth indifference is the least

We have to dread from man or beast.

How should we like it were stars to burn

With a passion for us we could not return?

If equal affection cannot be,

Let the more loving one be me.

Admirer as I think I am

Of stars that do not give a damn,

I cannot, now I see them, say

I missed one terribly all day.

Were all stars to disappear or die,

I should learn to look at an empty sky

And feel its total dark sublime,

Though this might take me a little time