HAPPY JUNE!!!!
01 Jun 2012 Leave a Comment
June is here and that means that soon summer is here. No matter what the weather – enjoy because summer always FEELS too short!!
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DARE I RISK…..????
29 May 2012 Leave a Comment
TO REPEAT MYSELF. YES I DO – THANK YOU ALL, YOUR EYES TRULY HELP KEEP ME CONNECTED . AND WHAT I SEE OF YOUR WORK - AMAZING STUFF!!! THE WORLD IS FULL OF HIDDEN TALENT. THANK YOU ALL FOR SHARING SUCH EXQUISITE TREASURES!!! THANK GOODNESS FOR THE INTERNET BECAUSE IT HELPS US ALL SEE!!!
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WHAT GOOD………
27 May 2012 Leave a Comment
ARE SO MANY FACES IF NOT ONE SAW THE TICKET MAN OR EVEN HAD FORESIGHT TO ISSUE A WARNING???????
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GODD NIGHT, SLEEP TIGHT, DON’T LET THE MOSQUITOES BITE!!!
26 May 2012 Leave a Comment
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WHEN A MOTHER
26 May 2012 Leave a Comment
When I was a child, the trees were giants. I climbed to the highest branch and there I cried, “Victory!!!” I jumped from the highest diving board, hit bottom and exploded through the surface of the water gasping for air again and again. I imagined myself a world-famous pianist, writer, movie star. I believed that you would live forever. That one day I would take care of you and fulfill your every dream. That I would make you happy.
When I was a child, I held your hand. I felt your gentle arms surround me. I kissed you good night over and over. I watched you make apple pie – each piece warming my insides, hungary for more. Your voice sang in my ears, each note made light my steps as I ran home from school into your smile. I saw your fingers nimbly run fabric through the sewing machine, create drawings of clothes, of birds, of horses. I wiped away your tears: my shoulders were too small. I tried to be good.
When I am a child, I think or you. I long to feel your arms hold me when I am in pain: tell me that you will always be there. At times I imagine I see you off in the distance but my legs never carry me fast enough. I watch old movies and see you acting a life not your own. I travel to the land of your birth and there I try to understand. I walk through the house of your childhood. My fingers breathe in your sorrow: my blood pumps it to my heart. I cry.
When I am a child, I feel you standing beside me. I hear your laughter and it makes me strong. I feel pain. I look at the child that I am and gently take her hand. Together we travel through distant lands. Together we cross the street.
CLEANLINESS IS NEXT TO GODLINESS!!!!
24 May 2012 Leave a Comment
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SO WHAT’S THAT I SEE OUT THERE???
23 May 2012 Leave a Comment
Of course, of course, one of my favourite subjects and posers.
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