What's in a day?

Ah, Thursday... such an overlooked day. I'm willing to bet that everyone who reads this post will agree, Thursday is a day to get through, barrel through, actually, on our way to Friday. I know that's my view. Most of the time.
Thursday was named for the god Jupiter, god of sky and thunder to the Romans. The old nursery rhyme says "Thursday's child has far to go."

That got me thinking. What day of the week was I born on? Was it one of those days that you're rushing through? A day no one cares to remember? I found this great website that will show you a calendar for any year from the years 1000 to 2100.

Monday's child is fair of face,
Tuesday's child is full of grace,
Wednesday's child is full of woe,
Thursday's child has far to go,
Friday's child is loving and giving,
Saturday's child works hard for a living,
But the child who is born on the Sabbath Day
Is bonny and blithe and good and gay.

I was born on a Sunday. Naturally.

Something lovely

I thought I'd share this bit of lovely art with those who read my blog... so beautiful and magical... by Sulamith Wulfing, an artist whose work JK introduced me to. Hope you like her as much as I do.