Ray Bradbury

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    “Everyone must leave something behind when he dies, my grandfather said. A child or a book or a painting or a house or a wall built or a pair of shoes made. Or a garden planted. Something your hand touches some way so your soul has somewhere to go when you die, and when people look at that tree or that flower you planted, you’re there.” ~ Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451 Remembering Nancy Tranchida 1933 – 2021. You’ll be missed, Aunt Nan Photo: Cindy La Ferle Miss any posts this week? For more content and social media sharing options, please visit the home page.

  • Photo stories,  Ray Bradbury

    Happy Halloween!

    “Anyone could see that the wind was a special wind this night, and the darkness took on a special feel because it was All Hallows’ Eve. Everything seemed cut from soft black velvet or gold or orange velvet. Smoke panted up out of a thousand chimneys like the plumes of funeral parades. From kitchen windows drifted two pumpkin smells: gourds being cut, pies being baked.” ~Ray Bradbury, The Halloween Tree Cindy La Ferle  To view featured posts, additional content, and social media sharing options, please visit the home page. 

  • Photo stories,  Ray Bradbury

    Summer magic, new sneakers

    “He felt sorry for boys who lived in California, where they wore tennis shoes all year and never knew what it was to get winter off your feet, peel off the iron leather shoes all full of snow and rain and run barefoot for a day and then lace on the first new tennis shoes of the season, which was better than barefoot. The magic was always in the new pair of shoes.” ~Ray Bradbury, Dandelion Wine   Photo by Cindy La Ferle