What Treasure is Hidden in the Weeds of Your Mind?

Quotes and Notes #254, July 15

Weed-hidden and lichen-covered memories sometimes come from nowhere.

Weed-hidden and lichen-covered memories sometimes come from nowhere.

“Memory is a child walking along a seashore. You never can tell what small pebble it will pick up and store away among its treasured things.”—Pierce Harris, Atlanta Journal—

Someone, before the aging effects of the lichen took place, went to a lot of trouble to make an explanatory statement, mount it, and to move an incredibly heavy piece of wood to an old front yard. I could guess that the front yard was not all that old at the time. I found the beam while cleaning and pruning in an overgrown natural area.

I wondered if we can pick the things that stick in our memories. Can we categorize the memories and arrange them in files as they would be in an OCD person’s computer? I think not. I think the memories just roll around in our heads and pop up like puppets at the pull of some incomprehensible string. Oh, well. I still like the idea of finding the remains of a seed that germinated almost five centuries ago.

Share a smile. Someone will remember that your kindness even if they don’t remember your name.
Everything is going to be all right
John P. Schulz—“Sweetie Drives on Chemo Days.”

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