Be like a bird ... outstretch your wings.

 

Begin the journey of learning something new!

 

🕊️ Just fly 🕊️...

 

as you never know where your wings will take you!!

 

~ Paula St Lawrence, 2022

 

 

"I kept always two books in my pocket, one to read, one to write in."

 

~ Robert Louis Stevenson

 

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Check out Paula's Reading Nook 2025 and Children's Bookshelf 2025!

Try your local library for a copy. 

If the book is not available, request an inter-library loan or suggest a purchase!

Best wishes, Paula 🌻

 

 

 OCTOBER 2026

The Perennial Philosophy

by Aldous Huxley

Published 1945

Find out more about the book here

and read this fascinating article on Aldous Huxley.

 

Below is an extract from the book:

Chapter V, Charity, p. 83

"Love seeks no cause beyond itself and no fruit;

it is its own fruit, its own enjoyment.

I love because I love;

I love in order that I may love....

Of all the motions and affections of the soul, 

love is the only one by means of which the creature,

though not on equal terms,

is able to treat with the Creator

and to give back something resembling what has been given to it....

When God loves, he only desires to be loved,

knowing that love will render all those who love Him happy."

- St. Bernard

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Updated 05-10-2026

 📚  Children's Bookshelf!  📚 

 

OCTOBER 2026 

The Mountain that loved a Bird

Written by Alice McLerran and illustrated by Eric Carle

Published 1985

Learn more about the book, Alice, and Eric.

Watch and listen to The Mountain that loved a Bird. 

 

Below is an extract from the book:

"Who are you?" the mountain asked. "What is your name?"

 

"I am a bird," replied the other.

"My name is Joy, and I come from distant lands, where everything is green.

Every spring I fly high into the air,

looking for the best place to build my nest and raise my children.

As soon as I have rested I must continue my search."

 

"I have never seen anything like you before," said the mountain.

"Must you go on? Couldn't you just stay here?"

 

Joy shook her head.

"Birds are living things," she explained.

"We must have food and water.

Nothing grows here for me to eat;

there are no streams from which I could drink."

 

"If you cannot stay here, will you come back again some day?" asked the mountain.

 

Joy thought for a while.

"I fly long distances," she said, "and I have rested on many mountains.

No other mountain has ever cared whether I came or went,

and I should like to return to you.

But I could only do so in the spring before I build my nest,

and because you are so far from food and water I could only stay a few hours."

 

"I have never seen anything like you before," repeated the mountain.

"Even if it were only for a few hours, it would make me happy to see you again."

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Updated 06-10-2026