The spice of life???

Here's my newest listing--a book cover/carrier--all done up in pretty repro feedsack floral from the 20's. I got to use some of my new fabric, yeah! It's been listed in my Etsy shop, if anyone is interested.

I don't know if any of you feel the way I do, but I have gotten to the point where I hate to watch the news programs! HATE it. The sensationalism has gotten so far out of hand, that it sickens me. These poor families that have tragedies occur in their lives are mercilessly bombarded by the media. And the stupid questions they ask! Lord help us. I think that being fed such a rich and spicy diet of all that is sensational, it is very easy to forget that there is more good in the world than evil, more kindness than cruelty, more honor than dishonor, and more virtue than immorality. It lends a sense of hopelessness to life when we are constantly bombarded with all that is horrible.

I was just talking with the hub about this very thing this morning, and a little later, as I was paging through some old magazines I ran across this article that just jumped right out at me! The magazine is called "The Modern Priscilla" from May 1921. The article is called "The Spice of Life" and I wanted to share this with you:
"It doesn't take long to accustom the taste to hightly seasoned foods, to highly seasoned drama, to highly seasoned life. The more spice we add, the more we may, and the day will come when the jaded senses rebel and push away the plates, toss aside the books, turn away from the theaters--life itself will have lost it's savor.......

When we are "fed up" on this overspiced diet, it is a healthful practice to look about semi-occasionally, and rediscover the unadvertised fact that the normal is the beautiful, quite as fascinating and far more satisfying than the abnormal. Let us go look at the plowed fields, a sunset, a great painting; or let us sit among the silent thousands and listen to good music. Let us look in upon the folks next door. We shall find a queer sort of satisfaction and a real inspiration in the very obviousness of our good neighbors."

Isn't it something that this woman, from 86 years ago, had exactly the same sentiments then that I had today? This really gave me some food for thought today--some good homecooked food, that is. I think I'll skip the spice.