Archive for the ‘Animals’ Category

PUPPY

August 25, 2015

When I first got our new puppy, at 9 weeks old, our five year old was very jealous. She still may be at times, but she also loves Axel, and worries when he isn’t with us…I know dogs aren’t supposed to think like us, but since I broke my back (and before) I have spent 24/7 with my Dakota and the puppy.  They have wonderful emotions and understanding English too!

Back to the photo.  Axel is now 8 months old and they are inseparable.  This is how the puppy got to Dakota…..I call the photo “Bonding”.  I love this shot of Dakota.  She was never a mommy but she is a tender spirit.bonding

Beautiful Beasts

January 22, 2015

moose 1Moose on right

I took these photos from the seat of my car – no fancy camera, very little zoom.  Coming home from our trip over Thanksgiving we saw them close to the side road exit.  Bless my husband’s heart. He turned around and we pulled off the road to sit, in silence, in wonder of these magnificent Elk.

These creatures are one of the largest species of the deer family (in the world. ) Male elk have large antlers which are shed each year.

Hunters know as a game species; the meat is leaner and higher in protein than beef or chicken.  It is delicious too, as I have eaten an elk steak – HOWEVER – I would rather just enjoy them through photography!

HAVE A WONDERFUL DAY!

A few thoughts about prisoner model, Marky Mark, consumerism, America’s Got Talent, my dog (not in that order!)

July 7, 2014

I do not like the prisoner who has recently signed a modeling contract – that should NOT be allowed from prison. He does not look handsome to me – but on the contrary – quite monsterous. Some women can be blind, and sold by the media’s portrait of what is handsome. Don’t forget, this man is EVIL. I can see it in his eyes. He is not a handsome devil – just a representative of him. He is a gang member and an evil man – how sexy is it when you picture him murdering or raping someone? That is what gang members do!
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Crudite pronounced crude-de-ta)-it’s French. Why do I mention it? Several reasons!
I heard it and was curious what it meant. When I don’t know a word, or can’t spell it, I use the computer to help me out. My curiousity just drives me nuts if I can’t find out what something means.

I must be a peasant (that’s not pheasant-my father used to hunt those little birds☺. I am a commoner. What it means is this: Vegetable platter.
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Come to think of it, I heard it while watching “America’s Got Talent”. I am quite selective about the television I do watch, but this show is really “entertaining”. The judges are quite likeable because they seem to get a long well, and give the personna of actually caring about the talent.

The hour is loaded with some very talented individuals, and also some who I think are on there just to be on television. It is a great diversion from the trials and stress of everyday living – and about ninety-nine percent children friendly.

Used to hate Howard Stern as he had a radio show / television too, I think – and he was a nasty woman demeaning pig. He used filthy language and was pretty disgusting. omen to him were just playthings and he was quite negative (it’s been a while) He seems now earnest in his honest and nice demeanor. But then again, we are fooled every day and in every way – aren’t we?
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I am becoming way too attached to our Rotteweiler. When I was injured she stayed with me, and the only time we have been separated is when I go to the doctor. In cool weather she goes in the car, but when “the heat is on” she stays home. (Are you old enough to remember that song: “the heat is on”?)

She layed on the bed with me from the moment I came home from the hospital. She is gentle and watches me carefully as I work my way from room to room. She actually has become my “baby girl”! OH NO!

Purebreds have a shorter life span and hers, if I am fortunate, hopefully she has another five or six years.

I know when she dies I will have to go through a rough period of time – but I also know it is the natural way of things.

We in America love our pets and really, for most, they become a definite part of the family. My daughter (in law) from Morocco, had never been in a home with a dog.
She was very frightened at first, but now loves her and trusts her gentleness.
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Have you ever seen Marky Mark His name is actually Mark Wahlberg, now a well known actor. Check him out on you tube, in you are so inclined, and see if you like him as a rapper. I don’t care for rap (mostly), but he is like watching dessert! Now was one kind of sexy to me there (and we do each have our own tastes). He actually has become a good actor, is very funny, and also a producer. I am not “entranced” by “stars”,
however, I do appreciate anyone with talent.

Keep in mind ADVERTISING is alive to make corporations and individuals rich. There are no miracle drugs to keep you young, vitamins are in question, and every workout created may help you to keep fit, but years will take a toll anyway – that is the way of life.

Advertisers are made to make us consumers. They want to capture our “collective” heart and imagination, and sway us to their products.

Big Brother wants us so connected to our technology that we are afraid to turn our machines off, or not have them with us. Look around you. See the separation of man and woman, mother and child, and human to human. We have all been sucked into the “need” to be connected to technology. Here I am writing on my blog!

But I have “technology free time and space”. Everyone should. It will enlighten, relax, and help you keep your sanity. That is absolute.
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Have you ever eaten dog food?

February 17, 2014

I have.  Of course it was by accident!  Still trying to “be good” and let my body heal as it should.  That takes time.  So even though I am much better (my hip surgery-new joint), it has only been three weeks and I have some healing to do.

This morning I got up and did a few things and then got back in bed with a paper towel holding a couple of handful of Cherrios, and one holding a bit of dry dog food.

The next thing I knew both towels flew out of my hand and there was a mix of both on the bed, on the floor, in my hand, and surprisingly on the blanket where the dog lay.

Those did not last long.

Since I cannot really bend down yet, I took the now invaluable “grabber” and started to pick the little things up one by one, separating them into (once again) two paper towels.

Did not take long so I climbed into bed to sit and do a bit of studying, and I poured out the goodies for the dog (who was on her blanket on the bed too).  Then I popped some Cherrios into my mouth and began to chew.  Do my dismay, I realized I should have put my glasses on before doing so.

Uh-huh – dog food mixed in!  Yuk.  I am glad I am not a dog.  It made me begin to gag and I thought I was going to need a bucket.  I made my way to the bathroom, did some spitting into the toilet, and quickly brushed my teeth.

Now I have seen some showoff guys do this for fun (after a few drinks), but my palate must be really selective.  It was disgusting.

Though I admit, not half as disgusting as the Preparation H I once brushed my teeth with (no glasses of course).

Did I get mad?  Not on your life.  I started laughing after I quit gagging.  There is so much to be miserable about today, and I will endeavor to be joyous, even if it means, “laughing WITH myself!”  By the way, I shared my yogert with the poor dog!

Haven’t told my husband yet, as he will be tired tonight and I thought I would share it after his shower so he can have a good laugh too.

Find the humor in life and you will find the joy!  God bless you all!

Little Bird

December 4, 2013

Little Bird remembered the day she took flight for the first time.  She had dreamed of this day.  Her little wings opened and she shook for a moment with fear.

Her mama said, “Fly birdie, fly.  You have the sky as your playground and the world is a beautiful place.

Little Bird  took a breath and then pushed forward, out of the nest, and from the top of the tree she flew. She felt wobbly at first and then she remembered how much she had wanted to fly

Open wings, and open heart, she glided to and fro and felt the wind against her little body.  It was heaven.  It was as wonderful as she knew it would be and she was happy.

She knew she was meant to fly.  She was graceful in the sky and a very happy little bird.

One day she flew past a window and saw a young girl lying in bed.  The girl smiled as she saw the bird, and so the little bird dove past the window over and over again.

Each time the child smiled, and when the little bird perched on the limb of the oak, very near the window where the little girl lie so still, the little girl giggled.

One day the young girl left her bed.  She left the house with her mama and began to run and play with other children.  Little Bird kept watching and was happy for the young girl.  She felt that she had been a part of the little girl healing.  She knew smiles and laughter was good, and she felt good knowing she had added to the young girl’s life.

Weeks melded into months, and the little bird flew and watched from her perch as the young girl left and came home..  The girl smiled and laughed.  The little bird was happy, though she was sad too, because she didn’t want to fly away in case the little girl needed her, and all her friends had gone.  Still, she decided to be near…just in case.

One day the Little Bird ventured higher into the sky than she had ever gone.  Without warning a big Hawk slammed into the little bird, and she could feel the pain in her wing starting to ache.  The Hawk flew away unharmed, but the little bird knew she was in trouble.

She began to loose altitude and could only try to glide with one wing working, to land safely below.  When she awoke, Little Bird found herself lying on the soft dirt by the window of the young girl’s bedroom.  She tried, but could not get her broken wing to work right.

She was grateful she had not landed on the sidewalk, but now began to tremble thinking about the big black cat she had seen several days earlier.  All she could do was wait and hope the cat would not come around.

She fell asleep, exhausted from the fall and the injury.  When she awoke, she felt warmth and opened her eyes to find herself in the palm of the young girl’s hand.

Little Bird

“Oh look mama”, said the young girl.” “My birdie has fallen and injured itself.  We must help this little bird to heal, just like the little bird helped me when I was sick.”

   The little bird felt better already, and was grateful she had stayed near the little girl.

Slowly the little bird got stronger, and though the wing never did get strong enough for her to fly, the little bird now had a new home that was safe from the black cat.

 Though she would NEVER fly again, she knew she was loved, and found she found she could do something else that the young girl just loved.  She could sing!

She sang, “If you break your wing, don’t forget to sing.

Sing a song and it will heal your heart

Sing a song, it is very smart.

For if you cannot do  thing you like

You can create another joy,

For God gave many, many gifts,

To every girl and boy.”

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I am learning to sing.  God bless us all.  Keep those prayers active for the folks in the Philippines.

It is GREAT to be alive – no matter what challenges I have!

July 18, 2013

We all have challenges, and I woke up this morning and just thanked God for still being alive.  I can’t wait to see another full moon, or the sky filled with stars.

I listen to the mockingbird each morning singing song after song.  There are so many things to be happy about.  Happiness is possible for everyone, even those of us with challenges we didn’t expect.

I read a wonderful quote the other day and I want to share it:

“The summit of happiness is reached when a person is ready to be what he is.”                                                                                                     – Erasmus

So today concentrate on finding and cherishing the “real” YOU!  Be kind to yourself,  let yourself rest, be proud of yourself for tasks you’ve completed.  Forgive yourself.  We are more likely to do these things for others, but you are worth taking care of, and worth loving!  God doesn’t make mistakes……….

CREATE a beautiful, beautiful day.  I am going to, and I am going to practice what I preach  (really not trying to preach!).

I just really care.  I am posting a few photos for you to enjoy just in case you aren’t able to share these things in person.

Two deer closer

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white flowers

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Why keep trying?

April 28, 2007

WHY KEEP TRYING?

When I’ve gone too far and my back is screaming at me, sometimes I wonder WHY KEEP TRYING?

Then I lie upon my bed and put heat on my back. I set my laptop on my lap and remember to be grateful I have a bed – and grateful I have a heating pad. I am grateful I have a laptop to be able to still do what I love; to write and to learn.

When the nerve damage in my body is so overwhelming I can hardly walk, and the pain is hot like fire, sometimes I wonder WHY KEEP TRYING?

Then I remember that I still have legs and feet. I can still walk. So many of our young people have come home from war without limbs at all. So many my heart truly aches for them and their families.

When I am forced to endure treatments that help keep me from dying. Treatments that can be painful and almost unbearable, I wonder WHY KEEP TRYING?

Then I remember looking up at the full moon and seeing the night lit with diamonds in the sky. I remember the feeling when I hugged my young grandchildren – to have them so close and looking into their eyes I see pure love for me.

When I start to feel sorry for myself because I can no longer be “free” – trapped within this limited body-yet with a mind that yearns to climb a mountain and feel the wind in my hair as I ride my bike down a hill, sometimes I wonder WHY KEEP TRYING?

I remember last night, sitting near my husband in the evening and having a conversation that still rings fresh and alive, as if we had just begun our lifetime love affair, 28 years later.

I hear the bells on the collar of my puppy as he darts down the hallway squeaking a toy, and see my older dog look at me with love, and the same questions I have- “am I still important? Do I still have a place? Do you still love me?”

Without a doubt I love her. I love my husband, and my children and grandchildren. I love so many fleeting moments and remember it is up to me to keep loving find the beauty in all things, and make each moment matter  After all, I was born to believe and love, and nothing can stop me from fulfilling my destiny. I can still be kind.  I can still explore the world and the hearts of other human beings.

It is all a matter of choice.  What can be easier than that!   I choose life!  I choose abundant and happy life. I  have a mind, I have a heart, I have parts of me that work perfectly, and I have a survival instinct that came with the package!!
GOD BLESS YOU, and GOD BLESS ME TOO!  CREATE A WONDERFUL DAY!