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My last evening of solitude...
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Publié :29/8/2016 16h51
Dernière mise à jour :30/8/2016 1h35 17113 vues
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The air is the perfect temp....not chilly, not too warm....shorts and tee shirt temps...
the sun is filtered behind the big evergreens in the forest behind the house...it's getting to be about three or four hours before it disappears...it sends out these long rays of light, highlighting some feathery evergreen branches, some tiny-leaved japanese maples and the lowly alder back there.
I am dogsitting my daughter's tiny Chihuahua...she is smaller than any of the five cats in this household! And she must lay in my lap or lay between my hip and the arm of the recliner (not an easy task but i did say she was tiny). She does curl up in a pillow on the couch when I am not sitting down. But only one of the five cats is interested in this new animal...the others want absolutely nothing to do with her.
On that note of all these animals...I feel like a goat herder in the morning and in the evening when it's feeding time lol
I have very much enjoyed this week alone..for the most part anyway.
Yesterday was tense but, all in all, it has been nice.
I start school in about two and a half weeks...that will be very interesting (no, I did not say that with a German accent lol)
I think it may be time to start thinking of next spring, when school lets out...I will be eligible to draw early social security benefits, if I want to. I'd have to get into affordable senior housing but I've seen some very nice places...I used to manage some senior housing in seattle when I lived there.
But this time by myself has shown me that I am happy on my own....I mean, to share my life, even on a casual basis, would be fantastic but...I am ok on my own. I, at least, like being alone better than sharing the household with my son and his wife. I love them both but it hasn't been a bed of roses. My son wants me to live with them until I can draw the full social security benefits...much easier to live on the extra benefits I would get if I wait.
but I don't know......
I will keep things in the back of the brain, start school and know the future is open to new adventures.
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A request for some peace...
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Publié :28/8/2016 15h03
Dernière mise à jour :7/9/2016 8h14 19756 vues
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Please...I know that emotions are running on high right now....many people are hurt and angry...
Bear and GymDandy, would you mind consolidating your two identical blogs into one? It would be appreciated and her fans would then have one place to make their comments...Bear's blog allows only comments from Sandra's friends so that sounds like the one to keep?
To everyone who is hurting who is not a fan of Sandra's....
Please allow her fans to express their grief. We need this to be done and over and if we create a dozen blogs, all re-hashing the pain and anger, it will not go away.
Thanks.
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My Art...sorry, no porn, no nudity...just an attempt to lighten the mood in Blogland...
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Publié :28/8/2016 14h55
Dernière mise à jour :11/9/2016 7h02 20174 vues
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I have recently taken up colored pencils as an art medium. Here are a few of the projects I have completed or are in the process of completing.
I welcome bloggers to post pictures of what fun stuff you like to do...a car you are in the process of fixing up, a gardening project, a house you are building....
my heart and my soul are heavy this afternoon...needed to think of something else. Thanks for allowing me to share with you.
Here is the original I used as my inspiration....called Capri Rendezvous by Robert Pejman...I didn't like that huge umbrella on the far right, so in the image I am using to make my drawing from, I photo shopped out that big umbrella.
This is from a still life I created and photographed.
A rose from my garden
Here is the original...by Barbara Fox
Here is the original by Dimitri Annekov. As you can see, my colors are very different from his....I have a limited set of colored pencils and found out I really didn't have the right colors, nor do I have the skill to mix colors yet...but I absolutely love his still life paintings so I wanted to try. I will try again when I get a bigger set of colored pencils...
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Angels
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Publié :25/8/2016 6h49
Dernière mise à jour :19/6/2019 21h26 19345 vues
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I found this on the face page and wanted to share it.
A trucker was traveling through rural North Carolina on I-95 when a brown sedan merged onto the highway.
It weaved back and forth between lanes, causing the driver of the truck to shift into a lower gear.
At first he thought the driver was drunk but when he came closer, the trucker saw an old man, shaking uncontrollably behind the wheel.
He notice a Citizens Band antenna whipping to and fro as the car jerked between lanes so he called on the radio:
"You in the brown chevy, if you can hear me, pull over. Pull off the road!"
Amazingly, he did.
The trucker pulled up behind the car and climbed from his cab. The elderly man staggered from his auto and fell into the trucker's arms.
He poured out a story of months of fear and pain that accompanied the illness of his only daughter. Now he was returning from the hospital where it was decided that she would ceae any further treatment.
The two men talked for the good part of an hour. The father eventually decided to share his pain about his daughter and said enough to drive home.
The men embraced and the trucker followed him for 50 miles.
As they drove along, the two talked together on the radio.
The older man final acknowledged that his exit was ahead and thanked his new friend again for the help.
The trucker asked if he could make it home all right. and suddenly, a third voice broke in on the conversation:
"Breaker 19, don't worry, good buddy. Go your way. I'll see him home."
Glancing in his rear view mirror, he saw a livestock truck move into the exit lane behind the brown sedan.
There are good people the world over. Some may be strangers to you, some as close as your family.
It helps to know that the world is full of people who will gladly give that caring touch, a needed warm embrace or a patient and listening ear.
They are like angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.
Look around, for they are everywhere. And quite likely, you will even spot one in the mirror.
Good people exist in the world. They are all around us.
Pass it forward.
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Feeling good...
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Publié :23/8/2016 16h02
Dernière mise à jour :24/8/2016 20h34 15732 vues
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We all have things in our lives that really make us feel good...about life in general.
This is a sex site, so of course sex-related things are right up there on the list lol
This early evening, I am sitting on the back patio, looking out into the forest that is on two sides of the property. The sun is still several hours from setting and is sending rays of light through the thicket of trees.
I sit here, contemplating how I would paint that...what colors first? How to get those beautiful highlights of branches, individual needles on the trees? The detail of the bark on the trees. All the many colors of green and brown.
There is a six foot high wood fence between me and this forest. If this was my property and if there were no HOA rules, I'd tear down the wood fence and put up a cyclone fence or a chicken wire fence...something to see through...something that would disappear and let me see all of the forest, all the way to the ground. Sure the six foot tall wood fence is secure but really...if someone was intent on gaining entrance to the back yard via that forest, the current wood fence would not deter them. It's acres and acres of county land so no one is ever back there so privacy is not an issue.
What do you think?
Today was the first day that I have this place all to myself...well the 5 cats and our pit bull, Holly. I am retired so it's not like the week ahead where my kids are away is going to change my every day comings and goings.
But there is something to be said for the quiet and peace of doing whatever you want to do, when ever you want to do it.
I was up most of the night, reading, watching tv, looking at blogs here...the animals are naturally nocturnal so they loved it.
I have baked bread...made home made ice cream...toked on my pipe quite a few times...painted...did some drawing...other artsy fartsy stuff I won't bore you with.
It might turn out to be a moment of contentment time...not sure...it hasn't been a perfect time so far but I am a glass half full kind of person...always saying thanks for what I do have. And today is just the first day. I have 6 more to go 
I do hope to get up the nerve to cam here again...its been awhile since I did that. We'll see.
I am going to watch a movie on my laptop out here on the patio when it gets dark...the temps have been in the 90's during the day so it's still very comfortable when the sun goes down. Feels a bit like watching a drive-in movie lol
sipping my iced tea, taking a toke, wishing you all the best ...or at least a snippet here and there of the best...whatever the best is for you.
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What would you do?
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Publié :20/8/2016 8h29
Dernière mise à jour :23/6/2018 2h50 16455 vues
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As most of you bloggers know, I currently live in a very nice, big house with my son and his wife so that I can go back to school.
I love it here though I do look forward to being on my own again.
My kids are going on vacation for a whole week...just me and the pit bull lol oh and 5 cats and a snake.
With the weather as nice as it's supposed to be next week, I am really looking forward to some good old-fashioned R&R...alone...for the most part lol . Getting a bottle of bourbon and some 7up....stuff to do some baking with....I have so many crafts and hobbies to indulge in...I have limited funds and no car so I do have to get creative with finding fun things to do.
So....
If you had a whole week....either to yourself or with a significant other....away from your daily grind....what would you do?
Let's say, just for grins, that your funds were unlimited. I will do a more real blog later. But for this one, you have unlimited funds. But only a week and then it's back to reality.
Would you jet off to an isolated island? Would you invite others to this island paradise? If so, how many? Are you talking hundreds of partiers or just a select few or just your one close friend?
Maybe you would put on your backpack and hike that trail that takes a whole week to hike? With someone? By yourself?
Would you do a whirlwind trip around Europe in a fancy car? or around the good old USA in an old VW bus?
Or would you stay home so that you could buy all the supplies you need to tackle that amazing project you've been dying to start for years. Maybe have a big party halfway through the week?
Let your imagination go crazy.
Ready, set, go!
btw, the first picture and the last pictures are not mine. The others are mine.
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Congratulations, my profile has been approved?
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Publié :18/8/2016 14h49
Dernière mise à jour :22/8/2016 21h16 15034 vues
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I just got two identical messages from the site in my personal mail box off site......stating Congratulations, my profile has been approved!
Woo Hoo!
I wonder what prompted such a message to be sent to me since I've been active on the site now for over a year.
Interesting! Another WTF moment in the land of Sex Friends Finder.net.
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HNW - In the Pink
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Publié :17/8/2016 3h14
Dernière mise à jour :19/11/2018 14h47 14928 vues
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I don't have any pink clothes...just not a pink girl, I guess. But I do sew and found this soft pink flannel that I think will do just fine.
Let's all just be respectful of one another. If you have nothing nice to say, then say nothing at all.
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The 21st Virtual Symposium: my dad the teacher
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Publié :7/8/2016 16h45
Dernière mise à jour :19/8/2016 14h42 22665 vues
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My dad was a high school teacher back in the good old days: 60's, 70's, 80's....
I got to know him most as a teacher when I finally became a high school student and was able to attend the high school he taught at. Before then, I didn't really have a clue what was involved in being a teacher. As a pre-teen, I was too involved in myself to even see him as much more than the person who cooked great egg fried rice and who took care of my mom after she had a stroke.
In high school, I was given the privilege of spending my lunch hour in his empty class room with him and my twin sister. Funny, I don't remember that we did that much during that time...I remember a feeling of peace, that all was good. I loved being in a big empty classroom with the eight foot tall old windows letting in all the light. Dad taught photography and mechanical drawing and it was usually the latter classroom we had lunch in.
He wouldn't let me take any of his classes because, he said, the good grades he knew I would get would always be questioned by fellow students. At the time, I didn't understand and was just grumpy about it. Now I totally understand.
So after school, he taught me all about photography and how to use the equipment in the school darkroom...yep, those were the days of actual film and hands-on film developing in a darkroom. To this day, the scent of those (kind of nasty) chemicals brings back good memories.
Dad had two or three good teacher friends. He had an anxiety disorder (which I only learned about recently) so he steered away from the teacher's meetings. I got to know those few teacher friends a little but they also chose not to get too chummy for the same reasons my dad would not let me take his classes. I remember they attended his funeral shortly after I turned 19, as did a few other teachers from the high school.
I remember that he had to teach summer school to make ends meet. We were always watchful of every penny spent...well, my parents were...I grew up being taught to be frugal. But there was never a summer vacation.
I remember walking home on a slightly busy street a few blocks from our house one early evening (did we get ice cream or burgers at the local joint? I can't remember why we were on that street, walking, as it was a bit unusual. Maybe picking up some groceries at the small neighborhood market). Anyway, I remember he asked me if I thought he should get contacts...he'd worn glasses forever...slightly heavy rimmed tortoise shell glasses...so I asked him to take off his glasses so I could see what he looked like without them. Nope, I told him, without the glasses, your bushy eyebrows show too much. He did have bushy eyebrows lol
I remember that because he was not just a dad then...he was a human being...like me.
When I was 19, dad had a heart attack at home. The medics came, he wasn't too bad off but they transported him to the hospital for observation. He had diabetes, was on nitro glycerine so they were being careful. We visited him a little bit later, then I took my younger siblings for a drive, to spend some time at this little half-finished cabin we'd been working on, about an hour's drive north of Seattle. Out in the country, very quiet, peaceful.
When I heard the sound of a vehicle on the road...a quarter mile off, on the other side of the big pasture....I knew. Somehow, I just knew. I told my younger siblings to stay at the far corner of the pasture, by the cabin while i went to meet my oldest brother, who had parked on the road and was on his way across the pasture.
He told me, simply, dad died. That's it. No hug but that was my older brother. I turned and went back to my siblings, gave them a group hug and told them. It was kind of fitting that we were at the cabin that my dad had wanted to build with us all.
So I guess what I want to say is....teachers are human beings. I know a lot of us already know that and have great memories of their past teachers. I actually don't remember any of my teachers....
except my dad...who wouldn't be my teacher....but he was.
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