There, peeping above the cloud-wrack above a dark tor high up in the mountains, Sam saw a white star twinkle for awhile. The beauty of it smote his heart, as he looked up and out of the forsaken land, and hope returned to him. For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing; there was light and high beauty forever beyond its reach. J.R.R. Tolkien

Thursday, December 2, 2010

Ceiling Plant??

Today, Elijah asked me to get a ceiling plant for our house. I was completely stumped. Finally figured it out. He heard about mistletoe in a book and he wants me to get some. :)
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