Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Slice of Day 7

Woke up to the sound of strong winds today, and thought...the winds of March.  This was the name of a book I read as a teen by Lenora Mattingly Weber.  So many literary references in life.  I also think of Stacy from the same author when she had to write 'mea culpa, mea culpa' over and over as a punishment whenever I really mess up.   Strange how these book memories pop up randomly after many years.

1 comment:

  1. Those book memories were almost "blown past" you by the sound of the strong winds. It's windy in my neck of the woods today too.