remembrance
weighty stones
holding down
keeping back
the flood of past
edging the walk
lighting the step
smoothing the blankets
stirring briskly
brings up the fire
the cookies and cake
the endless cups of tea
drunk in the
kitchens of our
grandmothers.
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Conflict is the gadfly of thought. It stirs us to observation and memory. It instigates to invention. It shocks us out of sheeplike passivity, and sets us at noting and contriving.
— John DeweyThe Cat Cam
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