Friendship
I have a post today out on Vision and Verb on friendship and how it has changed from childhood days to the present. Hope you’ll stop by there and leave your thoughts.
I have a post today out on Vision and Verb on friendship and how it has changed from childhood days to the present. Hope you’ll stop by there and leave your thoughts.
Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born. — Anais Nin This has been the year of friendship. My friend Sue has been feeling it too. I have friends to go trail riding with, friends…
On Saturday, Steve and I passed by what looked like a practice for a large-scale disaster. There were several emergency groups gathered, plus a few dummy victims strewn on the ground. It got me to thinking, what if we could have practice runs like this on life’s personal disasters? Would we be better prepared? What…
I took Friday off last week with the intention that I was going to do some writing, work on my blog, edit a bunch of photos I haven’t had time to deal with, and read some other people’s blogs. Did I actually do any of those things? Of course not. I arrived at the barn…
I’m a big list maker, mainly because I have such a crummy memory and way too many things to remember. Some things on my lists are very small, like “wash sheets”. Other things are very large, like “write a book”, which I guess I should break down into more manageable bites. And some things have…
This weekend was hot, hot, hot! I’m kind of a baby when it comes to temperatures in the 90s and high humidity. If there’s also no breeze, I might as well go back to bed. So the solution on Saturday was to float the heat away. On this swan outing, we went to a small lake…
Once again this year, I went to see what the mountain bikers were up to for their annual Halloween Race. Right away, I ran into Fabulosa, who wasn’t racing but was helping direct riders and carrying out other duties befitting her social status. I love watching riders who have the ability to attack the course…
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Loved your post..and this photograph!
On my way to read…
Such an evocative..touching post!!
Loved your honesty and I think many of us can relate to it.