T.G.I.F.: It’s been a long week

A girl in a traditional folk dress takes a nap during the Palóc festival honoring St. Anna in Balassagyarmat, Hungary. (Peter Komka, wsj.com July 29, 2018)


  1. So peaceful…

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    • Isn’t she though…

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    • A full night’s sleep now feels as rare and old-fashioned as a handwritten letter. We all seem to cut corners, fighting insomnia through sleeping pills, guzzling coffee to slap away yawns, ignoring the intricate journey we’re designed to take each evening. On a good night, we cycle four or five times through several stages of sleep, each with distinct qualities and purpose—a serpentine, surreal descent into an alternative world…

      Neurons, some 86 billion of them, are the cells that form the World Wide Web of the brain, communicating with each other via electrical and chemical signals. When we’re fully awake, neurons form a jostling crowd, a cellular lightning storm. When they fire evenly and rhythmically, expressed on an electroencephalogram, or EEG, by neat rippled lines, it indicates that the brain has turned inward, away from the chaos of waking life. At the same time, our sensory receptors are muffled, and soon we’re asleep.

      ~ Michael Finkle, While We Sleep, Our Mind Goes on an Amazing Journey (nationalgeographic.com · July 17, 2018)

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  2. Naps are underrated. Everyone needs them!

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  3. Beautiful, there is no other word to describe your photo. ☺

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  4. Its good to take a break from all the festivities these days 😉

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    • Yes, and just collapse….photo so reminds me of this Val:

      “I’ve often experienced a moment of deep happiness when watching someone sleeping, and wondered why. I think what occasions that joy is an awareness of the truth that the body itself is totally innocent, flesh and bone unquestionably fine, justified and without blame. All aspects – feet and legs, the intricacy of the ears, the grace of the neck and the arms – all are sculptures unsurpassed in beauty of line and function. And the hands, solely in and of themselves, are astonishingly perfect and inviolate.

      When the human body is sleeping we can see clearly, without interference or confusion, that the body is indeed sacred and honorable, a grand gift we hold in trust. It is sublime and chaste in its loveliness and as unbothered by greed or violence, by deceit or guilt, as a brilliantly yellow cottonwood standing in an autumn field, as the moon filling the boundaries of its white stone place. If there is sin, it resides elsewhere.”

      – Pattiann Rogers, The Dream of the Marsh Wren: Writing As Reciprocal Creation (Milkweed Editions, June 25, 1999)

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  5. a dancer is down, a dancer is down…

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  6. Reblogged this on It Is What It Is and commented:
    Yes, it’s been one of those weeks … finally over!! Time to chill!

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  7. Sweetness, right there.

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  8. Ah, yes! Perfect.

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  9. Christie says:

    the dappled shade holds,soothing & protecting the sweet, preciousness of the little dainty one, who chubby hands, relaxed …her darling face, Innocent and I wonder what she is dreaming of as peaceful sleep embraces, restoring…perhaps she is dreaming of twirling in delight as her fancy traditional dress, trails spinning…she giggles in Joy…just like she did when she held her new kitten, before left home…

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  10. Christie says:

    thank you so much 🙂 and I should proof read!

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