“Don’t Fool With Mother Nature”
Have you ever taken the time to just breathe in the fresh cool air of a spring morning?
The sun so bright.
Eyes squinting endlessly as you try to block the rays with your hand. Spring is the season of wonder, and beauty.
"Spring"
A time of renewal. The fresh new blades of green grass raise their heads from their long winter sleep. The blooms of flowers peek their heads from the cool earth, with a blaze of many colors to brighten our world. People emerge from their dwellings, after a long winters captivity. Windows are flung open to let the stale air escape, and the fresh air enter.
The long awaited end to winter has come. Spring is here!!!
Born in spring, on wabbly legs a baby animal clings closely to it`s mother. A sign of a new life.
A tiny sign of life.
All the signs of spring dazzle our senses.
Or is it all just a smoke screen, or joke played by Mother Nature.
We become so captured by the thought of our new found freedoms, we forget the this is early spring, not a merge into summer.
We wake the next day to the sight of frost on the tops of homes. The scattering of snow that covers the blades,and blooms.“ NO!“
It`s not April Fools. What is going on? Have we been fooled again? ” YES”
We still brave the cool crisp mornings, in the hopes that spring will be here to stay.
Walk by the half frozen lake.
” Have faith it will.”
” Artistic Talent “
Artistic talent is something we all have in one form or another.
Some of us can build the most amazing items, that leave the common individual envious of their talent. There are those that can take a plain piece of wood, and carve it into something that many people would pay a large fee to obtain. “That one of a kind item many people search for endlessly.” Some can take a cake, and make it into a jaw dropping masterpiece. Some can sculpt a piece of art that would be able to find it’s way to a display at an Art Museum. We all have talents, be it singing, dancing, writing, discovering, listening to others, finding solutions, helping others, even the smallest of us have talents.
I wish to take some time to talk about the talents of the young people who mark places in our cities with “graffiti”. I don’t mean those who deface our mail boxes, bus stops, and menial items like that.
I wish to talk about the talents of those individuals with raw, amazing talent. At least I see a lot of talent in the lines, symbols, and the time they spend to create their art. I am not condoning the defacing of public, and private property. I know this is a practice which breaks the law, and is down right disrespectful of others right to have a beautiful place to live.
I wish that there was some way to give these young people a place to showcase their talents, so that those who find wonder in their talents, can enjoy their art without them defacing property. An “event” would be a good way to enable this display of their talents. We have the local skate board park that has been decorated with, as we call graffiti. The young people who hang there find the decor just fine for their taste. Which I would say needs more displays, and refreshing. Why not use their raw talents?
I suspect that the gang influence is evident in the lines, and symbols used. We have always had this gang influence in our lives present, and past, and in our past history. “These young people have talents that are amazing.” We all need an avenue in which to display their talents to others, and their “canvasses” are not the most legal way to do this. I wish to put forth a suggestion, that a wall, or walls of aged building be used to allow these young people a legal place to display their talents.
Simple, but creative
Colour & depth
- Raw Talent
The gang influence, and nudity must be left out of the theme displayed there. ” No drugs, or alcohol allowed”. These are minimal boundaries, which could be expanded upon, but not so much as to restrict their talent. A theme could be determined in advance. The preparation of the wall must be done by the artists that will participate. Local businesses could sponsor the funding for the products needed to hold this event, as the artistic communty has no problem finding sponsors for other artistic ventures all the time. The city hall along with the sponsors could adapt a prize of some sort for the artists that particapate.
Why not give these young people a chance to legally display their talents. I think eventually the majority of the city would find the wonder in the talents these young people posses.
These young people are a very talented part of our society, even if they have the rebel edge, as many of us had when we were young. We need to give them the chance to have a canvas to express their artistic talents on, in a legal way.
“Our youth is our future.”
Not an exceptable canvasAlso an unexceptable canvas
” Our Carbon Foot Print”
I have heard alot of chatter these past weeks, about all of us leaving our carbon foot print behind when we are gone. I found myself quite intrigued as to what would cause use to leave such a foot print. With alittle listening to more articles, and asking others here, and there. I found out what I beleive to be some of the things that happen when we leave our carbon foot print behind.
Our everyday practices can leave a foot print.
* When we drive our car to work, to the store, to where ever we may journey, the emissions from that vehicle leave their mark on this earth.
*When we take our dogs for a walk, and they do their business on the ground, and we do not pick up after them, this leaves another mark. “Please pick up the poop.”
*When we spray paint, paint, and wash up these used containers, we leave another mark.
* The hair spray we use to hold our style of the day also leaves another mark.
*The cigarette, that has been just finished then thrown it on the ground. I have nothing against smokers, and I beleive we all have the right to choose what we wish to do with our lives. But, have a heart, use the trash can, or a cigarette receptacle. “Please.” 
*Our industries are leaving large carbon foot prints behind. With large amounts of emissions entering the air we breathe.
These are just a few of the many carbon foot prints being left behind each date of our lives. “Every person, every creature, and every man made item.”
If we looked at the earth as we see it in a photograph, we see the green from the land and the blue from the seas. “NOW” If we took and put a bandge on every boo boo caused by a carbon foot print, we would not see the green, nor the blue that this planet has to show us.
I know we can’t stop our carbon foot prints, but we can try to cut down on the amount that is left behind each day. If everyone pitched in we could all make a differance.
“HELP OUT.” 
” Take Some Time”
I have never listened to my own words when it comes to taking time for myself. Sure, I may tell others to take some down time and relax. Chill out, and slow down. At times we all give plenty of advice to others, but our ears seem to be tuned out to what our lips are saying. “I am guilty of this, one hunderd percent.”
Just recently I called togehter my daughters,and we all took a trip to the spa, and got a chance to relax. We had our feet pampered, and had some quality time together. Our first stop was lunch at a local place we like to go to. The food is good there and the service is the best. The girls poked fun at the hostess, as her pale skin did not go with the black clothing she wore or the bright red lip colour she had chosen for the day. “Man,” “sometimes we can be so picky!” But, the comments were all in jest, and we figured she was very fashionable.
It was so good for all of us to get away from the children, and the husbands. A few things we all needed a break from. “The daily grind.” With lunch done we were on our way to the spa I like to frequent once in awhile. 
As we entered the spa, I could feel the excitement mounting. As each one of us found our places to sit, and emmersed our feet into the warm whirling water, I could hear the faint sounds of relief escaping from our lips. Relaxed, the attendants turned on the chairs that we sat in. The massaging actions made each one of say how much we would like one of these chairs at home. The pampering had begun. With our feet,and backs being massaged, “relaxation was ours.”
So, when you need some down time, and have no idea on what to do. Take a Spa day and enjoy your time away.
Another Day
The day has started with a boom. I awakened early, with the thoughts of the impending spring like temperatures. The dogs are also excited, as they await thier early morning out-side time. The smell of cool air fills my nostrils, as I open the door to let them out. Spring may be coming, but the coolness is still here. I let them out to do thier dutties.
I go to open the door to let my doggie friends in, and ”Oh My Goodness!” Are my eyes playing tricks on me? :-O Before me with tails wagging, and barks sounding, are a band of the muddiest doggies you have ever seen. To them, they are just the same slobbering, bouncy fellows, the ones that are just wanting to kiss Mommy, and have affection in return. I race to the closet for a very large towel, because a small towel would never do. I hope this larger towel will sop up some of the mud that has found it’s way all over them.
To the door I go armed with towel. They sit and stare at me through the door. “Do I dare open this prottal to the bounding balls of muddy furr before me?” I take a moment to ponder. They must have rolled over and, over in the mud that comes with spring. The thought of thier frantic play makes me chuckle to myself. “I brace myself for the impact, as I open the door.” My commands of sit, and stay fall on deaf ears, as a whirl wind of fur and waging tails embrace me. “AAAAAAAAAA” ”NO, NO, SIT,SIT, STAY, STAY!!” I try franticly to gain control of the crowd. “I turn to run”, “no wait” “they will follow me. ” The floors, the clean house, I convi nce my-self to stay. ” “WELL”, at least someone listened to my command, too bad it wasn’t the “DOGS.” I now face the music, and with time I gain control. I wipe them down, which was quite easy. “REALY!”
With treats handed out, and feeling good about the fact that I just tamed the beasts, I head to the bathroom to spruce myself up. The laughter that escaped my lips could have been heard down the block. The site that I saw looking back at me in the mirror, would have sent the grupiest person into fits of laughter. My face looked as if it were painted for clown auditions. A large swipe of mud on the forehead, one down each side of the face, some on my nose, and two LARGE dog footie prints on my chest. I looked as if I were in a mud war. My hair was a mess, and what can I say, I was shoked. “I even scarred myself.” I could have been the model for “The Mud Cronicals paper.” It took awhile to wash off the evidence of the earlier event, and I am clean, clean, clean. ” At least till the next time the outdoor potty has to be used again.” “AAAAA”
I wait on bated breathe, while visions of plastic bags adorning my body, and rubber gloves cover my hands clear up to the elbows, the catchers face mask to cover my face, and the football helmet on my head.
“I WILL BE READY FOR BATTLE !!”
"Next Time Mama"
Tell Me WHY ???
I like to think that I have a pretty good out-look on life. I used to be able to get along with everyone I met, but for some odd reason I find the patience I have is running very thin.
I seem to be in the midst of the mean girls play yard. “How the heck did I get here?” I have always thought the “Mean Girls” was a poorly directed show only good for the late night television viewing group. But, as reality smacks me up-side the shoulder, and wakes me up, I find that it is true. WHAT, WHY, And, HOW?? I ask myself in disbelief. :-{
I will stand my ground as I always have, but this is not easy. Why can’t we all just survive in this world and at least be nice. I have distanced myself to keep me out of trouble. I know there are words being said in whispers, things not too nice. Then there are the words spoken loadly, and ment to hurt the ears of the intended victom. Notes writen and posted with no name attacked. I wish to talk and to be heard as others do, but it is not the time to call out as a town cryer would.
What ever happened to this world, or has it always been here right in front of me? Have I just built a wall to keep them out? I think maybe I have. We all react in different ways, and we surround our-selves with something to keep the bad out. I have done just that. The day will come when the wall will crumble, and fall to the ground. Till then I will stay here and feel safe.
I have always believed that the bad you do to others will come back to you ten fold. It may take some-time, but it will.
I just wish we could all get along at least for awhile. Be kind, it maybe you who is in the yard of the mean girls someday.
“Don’t we all deserve a peaceful world?”
Be Safe
“Weather”
Today is a cold blustery day. The kind of day you would rather stay inside all toasty warm. A winter storm has set over easter Canda. We are getting a good lashing from the sharp winds, and a beating from the wipping snow. Drifts have formed near the door ways, and around the cars. If you tread outside you will be gulped up by one of these snow drifts. Those that have to venture outside, for what ever reason are bundled warm, with only thier eyes looking from under the clothing they have layered on thier bodies. Heads down forever pressing forward on thier journey to where ever. Even the smallest trip is hindered by the large drift that has formed at the end of the drive way. The first task is to remove the large pile of snow, and then if you have any energy left in your body head on your way out.
Snow Snow Snow
Shovel your way out
The traffic will be crazy today, as all those with no winter driving experiance will be out. There will be drivers in a hurry, and the drivers that just don’t seem to care. Your safety, and thier safety is the least of thier worries at this time. These drivers are on a mission,” to get there in record time.”
The mail carriers are out there alright. After all thier jobs are to deliver no matter what the weather is like. There are those who deliver parcels, and the transport drivers who bring us the goods we need. These are the dedicated people who never stop no matter what the weather may through at them. The people who have to man the malls at opening time, the coffee shop workers, and the other retail workers who make thier way out into the cold so we can do our thing, no matter what it maybe.
So, next time the cold winds blow, and you are snuggled up all nice and warm inside your home, think about all those who had to go out on a day like this.
Warm and cumfy
I Won!!!!!
” I Won !!!!
In the town I reside in the art community announced a photo contest.
The theme was to take photographs of our city, that best expressed the city. With camera in hand, I set out to get as many photographs of this beautiful city as I could. There were many catagories to submit to, and I found myself going through the photographs of different seasons of the year that I had on file, as well as the ones I had just taken.
Sifting through the countless photographs took time and patience. I felt as if I had way too many nice photographs to be able to pick just one out of all of them. After a few times of returning to my photographs I was able to pick just that one photograph for each catagory.
I came up with these pics.
Lount Castle
The Thinker
Water front
Milligan's Pond Ducks
The hunt was relentless. I did win for this one: 
The photo was of my grand-daughter coming down a water shoot, on a tube. She was screaming, and I was at the end of the tube poised and ready to shoot. I got her just as she was about to shoot from the tube. If I had not moved she would have hit me sending me flying into the water.
Now, that would have been a photo for sure. But, as I said I won, and it was not the chance at the cash prize that made happy it was the fact that I just won. To be recognized for a talent is so rewarding.
Thank you to all that voted. By the way I won second prize for People and Culture.
So, never give up and try, and try again as I did, and you will have your time to shine.
Bye Bye
bye bye
Happy Valentines.
This is the day, that we show the ones we love, just how much they mean to us.
We lavish our signifigant other with gifts, of flowers, chocolates, jewelery, special dinners, movies, and even a quiet night of ” OOO, LA LA !!!
sexy Papa
sexy Mama
Love is ours old or young we use this day to celebrate our love.
But no matter who you maybe, we show our devotion on this calandar day. We openly give our hearts to each other, and profess our love.
To Everyone in love, I wish you all the joy and happiness we all deserve.
And don’t forget to practice love each day, and your love will shine forever.
Have a beautiful day!!
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:-) Food :-)
I would say that we all love to eat at one time or the other.
And dinner out is the best treat, because the feast is prepared by others. No dishes to clean up, and good company to boot.
” What a winning combination.”
Yesterday was our day for such a treat, and the theme of the dinner was spring/summer. All the treats that come together with “barbeque time.”
“YES!!!!”
I wonder if spring is close.
The chicken was yummy, golden brown, crispy, and juicy. The salads fantastic, and the variety, well what can I say… “Yummy!!”
The master chef
noodle salad (my fave)
Deviled eggs
Mac saladMac saladPotato salad
I ate my fill, and left that night content and happy.
But, for some reason once I stepped out the door, there was winter waiting for me to step out. What happened to spring? Was I dreaming or was it just the delight of the feast before me? Must have been, as reality has away of shocking up out of a delightful moment. 
Oh well, I can dream of the green blades of grass beneath my feet, the warm sun on my face,of the aroma of the seasonal blooms tickling my senses, and summer in full activity.
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