We do not stop playing because we grow old, we grow old because we stop playing.
~Oliver Wendell Holmes~
1. the faculty or phenomenon of discovering something fortunate: the accidental discovery of pleasant, valuable, useful or agreeable things not sought for
2. gift for discovery: a natural gift for making pleasant, valuable, useful or agreeable discoveries by accident
Etymology: from its possession by the heroes of the Persian fairy tale The Three Princes of Serendip
Lord, grant that I may always desire more than I can accomplish.~Michelanglo~
December 1st
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As a kid, I loved sleeping under the tree.
Mom would let me bring a few blankets or a sleeping bag and a pillow and make me a bed on the floor.
I would stare up at the ornaments, dazzled by all the reflections.
Dreaming of multicolored snowflakes.
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~ John R. Wooden ~
Out of the crooked timber of humanity, nothing entirely straight can be built.
~ Immanuel Kant ~
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