I was wondering about the origin of the "Life is a bowl of cherries" quote. I looked it up, but didn't find any single entry that rang true. But these were delicious. I liked this image though. The background is part of the kitchen painting I'm working on. I decided that life is like a bowl of cherries only when there's actually a bowl of cherries. Anyway, I figure that if one's situation allows for a bowl of cherries, things can't be too awful.
Things are awful for lots of people.
July 4 approaches and I think of what I might do to celebrate with my family. After last week's Senate voting I thought a nice family flag burning might be fun. But really, I don't want to burn a flag. I just want to appreciate the right to do so, should that expression be called for.
I think I'll try to raise some more money for the CBLDF, possibly with my next sale. It's not a lot, but it's what I can do. Lots of us doing a little will add up.
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Yahoo! Answers had a field day with the question, "Who said, 'life is a bowel of cherries'?"
It is the soldier, not the reporter,
Who has given us freedom of the press.
It is the soldier, not the poet, who has given us freedom of speech.
It is the soldier, not the campus organizer, who has given us the freedom to
demonstrate.
It is the soldier, not the lawyer, who has given us the right to a fair
trial.
It is the soldier,
Who salutes the flag,
Who serves under the flag,
and whose coffin is draped by the flag, who allows the protester to burn the flag.
While you enjoy your rights, don't forget those who gave up theirs.
i would not normally point out a typo, but "bowel" of cherries brings completely different connotations to mind..... **chuckle**.
When i was in college, my art class put on an "show" where we had different "exhibits" set up. One of them was two guys repeating the following phrases: "Life, is like a bowl of cherries." "Well, here we are." "In the pits again."
The exhibit i participated in was one showing how art critics are like vampires because they make their living sucking the blood out of artists. i lay in a makeshift coffin, and i would sit up and randomly quote annoying things i'd found in art magazines, like a critic.
**sigh** unfortunately i can't remember the other exhibits, nor the name of that class. But it was a cool one, more philosophy than hands-on art.
Dan and Ravyn: actually, I don't think it was a typo. When I looked up "bowl of cherries" I found a number of entried for "bowel of cherries" I suppose, bowel of cherries would follow bowl---they've gotta go somewhere.
jestersdna: Thank you for that. I looked up the poem by Father D. E. OBrien. We could all stand to put aside our anger at our government and think about our soldiers on the Forth. We could all stand to not forget about our soldiers---ever.
my goodness. Now there are some typos for you. The secret seems to be, proofread, proofread, proofread. How lazy we are.
I mean, how lazy I was.
I just saw today that an opened paper clip makes a good de-stoner for cherries and that the rainier cherry has a very short harvest season.
Mmmm...cherries.
Because of you all I had cherries for lunch. :-D
Thank you, jestersdna. I loved that. And I'll be spending my fourth with my dad, who gave up a lot during his service in the Army (and in Vietnam), usually with his kids in mind. I try to keep that in mind.
RRNN- 'nfyxhf' -> the sound my stoneware bowl makes when it spins on my wooden coffee table, filled with cherry pits and stems. ;)
Have a great holiday, everyone.
Lovely blog, Lisa. I just linked to your eloquent posting about the dunes.
Alan C. Baird
Palm Springs Life
Yay! New word verification definitions!
"Ymbca" A board game developed in darkest Africa, much like Mancala, but instead using the skulls of boiled-alive virgins, and the pits of cherries.
Either that or some kind of foot-powder.
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