5/1/08

Fly

"Mother always flew. Her feet went pattering, her hands moved so fast you could hardly watch them. She never sat down in the daytime, except at her spinning-wheel or loom, and then her hands flew, her feet tapped, the spinning-wheel was a blur or the loom was clattering, thump! thud! clickety-clack!"
--Laura Ingalls Wilder, Farmer Boy

How much more could I get done if I flew, too?

1 comment:

  1. The way my Outlook is setup your post came through as "Mrs. Morde...Fly." So maybe you can?

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