Tuesday, November 15, 2005


Soliloquy: Talking to oneself when no one else is present: a discourse uttered with none to hear.

The yard is filled with fallen leaves — Rain patters on the roof. Outside temperature is 37
A wonderful day for being inside. Cosy and warm in my loft retreat.
Today is the day I will begin to blog!

Rainy Days
According to Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
"The day is cold, and dark, and dreary
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
The vine still clings to the mouldering wall,
But at every gust the dead leaves fall,
And the day is dark and dreary. ..."
He has a point — but for me — This particular rainy day is a time of opportunity, a time for reflection, for cleaning out the corners and for "new beginnings..."

Rainy days
are good for new beginnings...
and for
searching out
the unfinished
sorting the bits and pieces
the remnants of my life
hopes and dreams
Bringing them together
starting afresh
new beginnings

Wanted to use "Soliloquy" as my blog name --- it has already been taken.

Searched my mind for words that might not yet be in common use and remember one that stumped me a few days ago "endment"

Endment: Small remnant, or end of a bolt of fabric. (definition found in "Language of Fashion: A Dictionary and Digest of Fabric, Sewing, and Dress" by Picken, Mary Brooks, New York and London: Funk & Wagnalls, p. 52.)

So "Endment" it is... The remnant of my thoughts for the day...
Endment is appropriate for the musings of retirement. Thinking about ways to use the end of a bolt of fabric. Boxes of colored fabrics fill my drawers and shelves. Soft vibrant silk velvet; crisp tissue taffeta; softest cotton batiste, bits of lace and ribbon, a kaleidoscope of color, remnant of past visions that have not yet begun to grow but rest dormant waiting for new inspiration and vision.
Tracking the word "Endment" was an adventure in itself. I discovered the word as part of a contest from The Costume Gallery, www.costumegallery.com Having delight in the lifelong adventure of finding new words — I began my search with gleeful anticipation. I searched my old unabridged dictionary and found — nothing. Internet searches brought up only computer generated misspelling of the word amendment. After reaching out to my internet friends, I asked a legal research librarian, requested illumination from a professor at Andrews University, requested help from several New York City resources and even a research librarian at Duke University. — Several days past and messages and phone calls came in with — nothing. I contacted an acquaintance who works with the costume department of a large museum and they also came back with — nothing. Anxiously checking the results of the contest, winners were announced but the answers didn’t show up on the site. My curiosity kept me searching but I had to continue waiting until finally the definition and source came up on the web site. Voilà! An addition to my vocabulary but even more a word that seems to represent the present state of my world.... Remnants.