Mondaying along

THIS. (Wendy McNaughton's "All the Things I Over-Think.")

And this, via Lori-Lyn:

Perhaps the most important lesson I took from the film was from a moment when Gotham and his father are in a train station in India. They are looking at a newsstand with several books and none of the more than 60 titles that Deepak Chopra has written are there. It is a brilliant reminder that even when you have amassed millions of followers and become a spiritual leader to the most famous and influential people alive, you can't take yourself too seriously.

Seven good things:

(1) The woman at Sears rejoicing in her daughter completing chemo.
(2) The nurse at the Occupational Health Clinic drawing blood on the first try.
(3) Yellow roses in bloom.
(4) Soup on the stove.
(5) My book's on Poetry Daily's Recently Arrived list.
(6) Cherry blossom stamps.
(7) Carol Berg's draft (up for just a day or two) of The Ornithologist Places A Bird Bone In Her Mouth. (About an owl pellet -- that will speak to some of you.)
(Bonus: 8) I love that I just typed that last sentence in complete earnest. You, my readers, are wonderful. :-)

(Side note: speaking of owl pellets, there are twenty or so teachers who could use some help obtaining them for their classrooms. No amount too small...)