Margo…5

margo 5.jpg              As Margo aged her interests changed…

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This is my post for Thursday December 19th….

As Margo grew her interests changed.. She had wanted to play the guitar as she sang her songs.. By the age of eight Margo asked for her first guitar.. Dad took her to a well known music store… The owner of the store helped dad pick out the best guitar for Margo to start learning with… Dad also signed Margo up for lessons she would take at home… The owner, one of dad’s old class mates pulled down a guitar that was just right for Margo…. Margo was so super excited to have her first lesson… The lesson would be in a couple days, and Margo could hardly wait… Dad had shown Margo how to hold her guitar and how to strum it lightly… Dad used to play a guitar when he was in school, and he never forgot the basics.. Margo was so happy that her daddy was helping her…. To Margo her daddy knew everything, and he was her hero… As Margo was near her tenth birthday the guitar lessons she took had become almost like a second action for her… She was doing well in her school music class… She was singing with the choir and her voice was sweeter than ever… Margo received a solo part at a competition between area schools… Margo’s voice led the choir to the number one school choir in their area.. Now that they had won this competition they would be up against the winners of the whole province.. This competition was a big one, the prize for winning was a trip to Greece… Margo was determined to make sure their school won this competition for sure…


Margo had written a couple of songs so far… One of her songs was accepted by the choir for the competition… The song was about all the little children in the world… It told a story of sorrow, happiness and the love of others… While the song was being sang by Margo and the choir there was not a noise in the crowd… There were tears of joy mixed with sadness… Even the judges were taken to tears… Margret and William were beaming with pride as the first prize was given to the school choir… Margo had tears of joy, while the whole choir was hugging and laughing with pride… After Margo had written a song with such emotion she had a conviction to write songs from experience, and love… Some of her songs were very popular and could be heard by the local station… Margo would be an up coming star, but not till she was much older.. Mom and dad protected their little lady and encouraged her to write and sing as much as she wanted… They both had dreams of Margo getting her education for her future… 


Margo breezed through school, and was soon to graduate from public school… The next school year she would be on her way to high school… Margaret and William had a big pool party planned for all the graduation students and dinner with their parents and family… It was a gift to all the students that they knew so well… On the day of the graduation Margo looked so beautiful as she sang one of her songs to her graduation class and all the parents… Everyone was so proud of her and all the students…. 🙂 🙂 

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS… Have a wonderful weekend, and I will join you all for a few words on Monday December 23rd… :0:)

Margo…4

margo 4.jpg                                  Margo as she grows…

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This is my story for Wednesday December 18th…

Daddy stopped the car in the drive way behind a bunch of cars… Margo’s eyes lite up like bright shinny stars… Dad took his time getting to Margo’s car door, and he could hear her saying… “Hurry Daddy” Margo repeated a few times… Dad had a smile from side to side on his face… He put his nose on the window and made a piggy nose… Margo was laughing at daddy as he stuck out his tongue, and put his fingers in his ears… Daddy opened the car door, and Margo was out of her car seat… Margo was running at top speed to the front door… Daddy was right behind her and caught her as she tripped on the stair… No scrapped knees this day, daddy said…. The door opened and Nani, and popi were right there to greet Margo… Margo stretched out her arms and popi took her from daddy… Margo grabbed popi around the neck and planted a wet kiss on his cheek… Popi laughed out loud, and Margo could see everyone around her laughing too… Margo tilted her head back and started to laugh as well… She was so cute as she did her pretend laugh… Nani took Margo in her arms hugged her and walked into the living room filled with relatives and cousins… Margo could see people in the backyard too… This party was the first Birthday party with her new mommy and daddy… Nani said, “hello” to all the people in the living room, and Margo waved… She was like a cute little princess… Nani took Margo out in the back yard and there was Abet waiting for her, and a lot of other people… Margo was a little afraid of all the people at her house… Nani held onto her hand and told her not to be afraid… Margo felt a lot better…


Margo was given a party hat to wear, and right away she wanted one that was just like her hat… No one knew that dad had promised to let Abet wear a hat just like Margo’s hat… Dad got a hat just like Margo’s and both of them put a hat on Abet… Mom had a nice lady come to the party and she was there to take pictures of Margo and the other guests… Margo stood right close to Abet with her hand on his back and the lady got a lot of photos of them together… Abet and Margo were together the whole day, and if  Abet felt Margo was in danger he would not let anyone near her… The clown at the party was the number one person Abet and Margo did not like… He was creepy, and daddy didn’t like him either… The clown just kept staring at the little girls and following a few of them around… It disturbed dad so much that he sent him away from the party, and was told NOT to come back… Dad called the agency and reported the clown man… There were a few ponies for rides, games, races, dancing, prizes and ice-cream with cake… Dad got water guns for the children and he told them to squirt the guns at the adults.. It turned out to be the best time the children had all day… The children talked about the water guns the rest of the day… 


At the end of the day Margo was as happy as any little girl could have been… She had presents galore… It took along time for mom and dad to help Margo un-wrap all her gifts… Mom would help Margo go through her old toys to give to other children who did not have any toys… The next day mom helped Margo, who was so happy about helping other children be happy with her toys she did not need anymore… Daddy made a big toy box to hold all the toys Margo was given at her birthday… As the evening turned to dark Margo was pretty tired… Mommy bathed her and put on her cozy pyjamas and Margo went to bed… Daddy came up and read Margo a happy story and Margo fell asleep… Abet was sleeping on the mat next to Margo’s bed… This day was only the beginning of the many birthday parties Margo was going to have… Once Margo and mom went through all the toys she didn’t need anymore, they went to the children’s aid and gave the toys to the other children.. Margo gives toys to the children’s aid to this very day… 🙂 🙂

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS… Have yourselves a wonderful Wednesday, and I will be back Thursday…. 🙂 🙂

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Margo… 3

margo 1.jpg                   Margo was very happy with her new life….

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This is my story for Tuesday December 17th…

Margo was starting a new life with loving parents, a big house, and a dog named Abet… Margo’s bedroom was not too big… Just big enough for Margo to run and dance around her bed… Her dad had made her a bed that hung from the ceiling of the room… Dad had said that as Margo got bigger he would make the bed higher off the floor… The bed was big so Margo had lots of room to roll around in it… There was a head and foot board, and special rails for each side of the bed so Margo would not fall out.. The bed would swing only a bit, as dad had secured it to the floor… Margo was a big girl with a big bed… There was pink on the walls… One wall was fuzzy, it felt good when Margo ran her fingers through the fuzzy.. Margo would often sit on the floor, reading her books and rest her back on the fuzzy wall… Margo had a house to play dolls in, a big ball to sit on and bounce around the house… The ball looked a lot like a fat pony… Margo gave horsy the name “tubs”… The top cover on her bed was light blue very soft and fuzzy… Her sheets had teddy bears on them, and Margo loved to go to bed… Unlike most little children… She loved when dad or mommy read her a happy story for good dreams…. You could see that Margo had her daddy wrapped around her little finger… 


Abet was Margo’s best friend… You could often watch the two of them running around the back yard… Abet would grab ‘tubs’ if Margo fell off… Abet would run away with the horsy once Margo got to her feet… Margo would tackle Abet, and the two of them would lay on the ground and look at the clouds… Margo would tell Abet all about the clouds and how fluffy they were… Abet was a big dog who was only three years old… He had soft hair, a cold nose, and loved to lick Margo’s face a lot… Mommy always said, Abet was giving Margo kisses cause he loved her… It was so true about the two of them and Abet would never let a stranger near Margo… Abet liked to lay on the Livingroom rug as Margo laid down beside him telling him stories… Margo had a great imagination, and Abet was just content watching her talk to him… They were buddies, and great pals… Margo was growing up, and so was Abet.. Margo was turning four and mom was having a party for her… Margo’s grand-parents, aunts and uncles, and some of her cousins were going to be there… Margo was super excited about her party… 


Daddy and Margo had gone out to the movies while mom was decorating the yard and house for Margo’s birthday… Margo had a hard time going to sleep the night before her party… Dad had read her two stories, but Margo was so excited that sleep did not come easy… Now she was at the movies with daddy and the party was the furthest thing from her mind… The Disney movie, Little Mermaid was her favorite…. Dad had seen the movie so often that he would sign the songs along with his daughter… Margo never even asked about the party while the movie was playing… But, as soon as the movie ended Margo was asking all kinds of questions about her birthday party.. Margo wanted dad to let Abet wear a party hat just like hers… As far as she was concerned it was Abets  birthday too… Dad assured her that Abet could wear a hat just like hers… Dad drove the long way home, just to give mom, grandma and grandpa time to finish the decorations… Margo drove daddy crazy asking when will we be there?? 🙂 🙂 

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS…  Have a great Tuesday when you get to it… 🙂 🙂

Margo… 2

margo 3.jpg                                      Margo smiles most of the time….

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This my fictional story for Thursday December 12th…

Margo, had been adopted by a very loving couple… She had stolen their hearts at first meeting… William and Margaret had spent quite a bit of time with Margo on their first day with her… At the end of their visit they promised Margo that they would be back the next day to take her home… Margo was so very excited, and could hardly sleep that night… She talked and sang to her dollies till she finally fell fast asleep… In the morning Margo was talking and talking to the staff… Margo told all of her friends that she had a mommy and daddy, and they were coming today to take her home… The staff was so happy for Margo… They never let her see how much she would be missed… Margo had her breakfast, got bathed and put on her prettiest dress… She took her dolly and went and sat by the window on a small stool… Everyone that passed by Margo would ask her if mommy and daddy were there yet… Margo would smile, and return to looking out the window… 


Margo was dedicated to waiting and only left her stool for juice or a bathroom break… Not long after Margo finished her glass of juice, she could see a tall man and a very pretty lady coming up the walk way.. Margaret seen Margo looking through the window and waved to her… Margo jumped to her little feet and made the loudest voice she could find…. Mommy and daddy here for me… She was so excited… The front door was opened slowly and Margo was right there waiting… Margo ran to William and he scooped her up in his arms.. Margo kissed her daddy on the cheek and called him daddy… The grin on William’s face was un-mistakeable to all that seen it… Margaret had a tear running down her cheek as she witnessed a father and daughter’s love…


Margaret held out her arms to hold Margo… Margo almost jumped into her mommies open arms..  Margaret was so proud of her daughter…. All Margaret wanted to do is get out of this place and get Margo home… Margaret and William had a few last papers to sign and they would be leaving with their little daughter Margo… Margo’s life was about to change in big ways… She now had a mommy and a daddy…. With all the last papers signed Margo was ready to leave… Margo said good bye to all the friends she had made as she grew up… Many of the staff had tears in their eyes as they waved good  bye… Margo waved back to them all the way to the car… William placed Margo in her car seat then buckled her in tight… Margaret asked Margo if she was ready to go, and Margo gave a big ‘Yes’ from the back seat…


The family stopped to have ice-cream on the way home.. Margo loved ice-cream… After the ice-cream they drove home to their house… Join me next Tuesday when we follow Margo in her new life..; 🙂 🙂

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS…  Thanks for joining me as we get to know Margo and her family better…. 🙂 🙂 

Snow flakes…

DSCN3674.JPG          Snow fell covering everything in sight… 

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This is my post for Tuesday December 10th…

Over this past weekend the snow flakes fell and covered the ground in a coat of puffy white.. The beauty of the white snow was over whelming… I could have stood at the door for hours and taken a million photos… Everything looks so new and pure… For days the snow fell, and the accumulation was enough to give the children a place to go sliding down hill… On one of those days when the snow blew so hard it looked a blizzard.. I happened to catch three children heading over to the ball field with sleighs in their hands.. There is a pretty good hill at the ball park…  I would imagine it’s big enough to give ya a great ride..

DSCN3679.JPG   Marks left by the squirrels as they dance over the snow…

It is nothing like some of the parks around here… There are ones that are steep, that will send a person speeding out of control … Standing at the top of the hill makes you wonder if you are going to come out of this alive… You stand there and watch the person in front of you as they start desending the hill… All you can hear are their blood curdling screams, as snow flies into their faces… They hang on tight to each other as they fly through the air… Their bodies detatch from the sleigh and they go flying through the air like rag dolls… Their arms and legs flailing through the air, as they land hard on the ground… Puffs of snow billow around them, where they lay still, with no sound… Are they alive?? The panick inside you now raises in your mind and you try to remove yourself from your sleigh… 

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It’s way too late to get away now.. Your freinds have already pushed you and your partner over the point of no return… The wind is now blasting your face with icy shards of pelting snow… It’s quite an experience once you have been pelted by icy snow… It’s something you will never forget… The speed starts to pick up and there is alot of loud sounds you can hear around you… Is it someone warning you of impeding danger??  You flip in and out of consiousness as you hear the voices heighten… Down and down you keep going, like a hampster on a tread mill.. Your eyes have been close tight for along time now, and you do not know what is coming next… You tighten your grip and breathe in the cold sharp air… When will this ever end?? 

DSCN3684.JPG     All the lights are covered by mounds of snow flakes…

Your sleigh has hit something hard and you can feel your body being ejected into the freezing air… You feel like you are floating on a pillowy white cloud.. Reality is about to become your awakening point… It’s your voice that is screaming above your partner’s voice.. It was you all the time, as you let your fear out to be seen by all that watch… Then the real moment comes when the surface is no longer soft and inviting.. Flat on your back you bounce off the snow and come to a dead stop.. The pain flows through your body.. You have landed hard.. Hard enough to make reality come to life… You open your eyes as falling snow surrounds you.. A branch sits very close to your head.. Your body is distorted and out of order… 

DSCN3677.JPG            Snow is wonderful….

There is something wrong with the puzzle that once was your body… Your partner approaches you to assess your state… One of your legs was twisted where it was not before… Panic has now flown through your body… The pain is now part of the equation, as you try to move your left leg.. Your leg has been broken by your landing… paramedics are called to tend to your injuries… The trek up the hill is much better than the ride down the hill… At the top of the hill a crowd has drawn around to see what is happening… The police help to keep the crowds out of the way, as you crest the hill… The wind is cold and your body can feel the chill even more now… Once inside the ambulance it’s warmer, and the needle you received keeps you calm… The shock of the uneven roads does not cause you discomfort… The needle has taken care of the pain… Your partner is holding your hand and talking softly to you… 

DSCN3676.JPGThis little fella waited till I cleaned the feeder and put in fresh food..

It seems to be taking a longtime to get to the hospital, and soon you have arrived.. On a stretcher the doctor has you wheeled into a private room… The doctor has determined that you have a broken leg and surgery is needed as soon as possible… The doctor says that youwill no longer be going sleighing… This is a day that will not be forgotten… 🙂

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS…  Have have yourselves a very great day on Tuesday… 🙂 🙂

 

 

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What if…3

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Multiple babies born….

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This is my post for Thursday December 5th…

Things happen all the time, and usually are a pretty big surprise… “What if” Your wife was expecting, triplets… At the last visit to the doctors you were told that all babies where healthy and growing bigger… Okay, you are all prepared for three babies and all your families have been helping with the preparations for the births… As the days go by your wife keeps getting so big that walking is a chore for her…. The doctor says it’s all going well, and puts your wife on bed rest… It’s a week before the date of the births… The doctor books your wife into the hospital, and she is going to be induced the next morning… The nurses are all ready to take each child and take care of them… Kay your wife is brought into the operating room.. Kay will have caesarean births.. You have your armor on and you are sitting talking to your wife… The incision was made, and baby number 1 was a healthy girl… Baby 2 was a boy and baby 3 was a boy… Then the doctor keeps doing birth after birth.. The final baby was another girl.. You are blown away as the operating room becomes a flurry of nurses and doctors milling around.. You now have 7 babies… You give the family the news.. What are you going to do now?? You and Kay live with her parents, and room is what is going to be needed… What if mom and dad what to buy you a house for your new family… Would you want the house close to the relatives?? After all you will need all the help you can get… The births become a big event in your home town and all kinds of things are being given for the babies… The news paper has the big event on the front page.. Many people are ready to help when the babies come home.. Once the babies are at home, the house is filled with many people, and you and Kay can barely have time together… What would you do to have time together alone??? What if:  the family sends you away for a weekend, and Kay doesn’t want to go?? What would you do??? 

meteor.jpg                   A meteor hitting Earth…

What if: A scientist came on the television to tell the worlds population, that a meteor was heading straight for Earth… Also, the meteor impact is due in seven hours.. Would you try to get as far as you could away from the impact point?? Would you gather everyone you knew and take them with you?? The impact would set off a massive explosion that would be felt all around the world… The possibility of life being wiped off the surface of the planet was a definite… Would there be a safe place to go?? All Questions of what if:  There would be nothing that could be eaten, because of the explosion… Would you know where to look for water to drink?? What if: you came across a bomb shelter?? Would you move in there and hope for the best?? That would be a definite conundrum…. ‘What if’s’, can bring on just about anything, or any surprise… 🙂 🙂  Get ready for that which is out of your control…

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS… Everyone have a great weekend and the days leading up to that weekend…See you all on Tuesday next week.. Be safe  🙂 🙂

 

What if…2

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This is my post for Wednesday December 4th…

Hey, would you go and rob a bank with someone?? What would your answer be, and would you gladly go and help… Would you consider running the other way, or act like you don’t speak their language…. Would you point and yell, “the police are coming this way”… Would you calmly ask him to have beer with you, then talk over his plans and ask what bank… Would you go to the police station and give a description of the man and where you seen him… Would you sit outside the bank and watch the whole robbery go down.. Would you beat him up and take the money he just stole from the bank… Would you keep the money, and return it to the police.. Would you move far away, and never work again… Really, that is a lot of ‘what if’s’ for one topic…. Personally, I would love to have the money, but the fact of being a wanted criminal would keep me away from that proposition… I would also become someone who speaks a different language… :O

fires.jpg                             Fire and someone trapped…

What if: you came across a house on fire, and there was a child crying from an open window… What would be the first thing you would do?? Would you break down the door and race through the burning house to the room where the child is waiting.. Would you scoop the child up in your arms and carry the child to safety…. Would you return into the burning house to see if anyone else was in the house…. Or, would you just call 911, and wait for the firer fighters to show up… Would you let someone else save the child while you watched… Would you be the hero of the day?? This would likely be a tough one for some people, and not so hard for others… I personally would be the crazy one who goes charging into the building to save the child…. I would give the call to 911 to the closest person I seen… There are many stories of those who save or help other people everyday.. Firer fighters are a classic example of hero’s…. Their job takes them to life threatening events each and every day… There are brave bystanders that put their own on the line too… So, to all those that go above and beyond… “You are definitely, super hero’s… 🙂 🙂

money.jpg                        A big pile of money…

What if: Someone walked up to you and handed you one million dollars… Would you stand there stunned and unable to speak.. Would you be wearing the biggest smile on your face.. Would you just look at them as they were crazy… Looking at them with all your face twisted and distorted… Would you grab the money and run… Would you kiss them and try to shake their hand right off… Would you pinch yourself to make sure you were a wake… That would be a very strange event to have happen to anyone… I would hesitant to believe if it was true, and not a gag played on you by one of your friends… And once I was convinced it was real, I would be humbled by someone else’s kindness and their generosity.. 😮

jump.jpg                                Jumping off a cliff…

What if: Someone wanted you to jump off a cliff wearing a flying suit… Would you politely say “No Thanks”… Would you let them know that you had never done that before, and have no idea how the jump is done… Would you explain that you are afraid of places any higher than ten inches off the ground… Would you be brave and say “Yes” just to make your friends think you were not afraid.. Would you do it to mark the jump off your bucket list… Personally, I would be the person standing 600 yards back from the edge… I would politely decline… 🙂 🙂 I’d be scared out of my wits… :0 :0

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS… Have a great day Wednesday when ya get to it… 🙂 🙂

 

 

 

Thinking…

thinker.jpg                                               Thinking… 

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This is my post for Thursday November 21st…

Thinking is something we all do from time to time.. Thinking seems to attack our brains right at the most inconvenient times.. Like the  sleeper who get the chance to lay awake  thinking when they really don’t want thinking to be there… I am, one of those night thinkers, and believe me that is not a good time to be thinking about everything.. Granted, I have found several solutions to problems and ways to fix things… It’s no way to sleep for sure… Thinking enlightens, and opens us up to possibilities we would have not know before.. Thinking stimulates our brains and sometimes leads use in a new direction… We think from the time we are born till the time we cease to live.. Thinking helps us everyday of our lives… We are thinkers and solvers of this world… 

think.jpg                                 Babies think…

Their thinking helps them solve the wonder of learning…. From the time they can see, they think.. “Who is that weird looking person over there looking at me?”  They recognize their parents, and family members that inter-act with them all the time.. “What is this thing that keeps going in my mouth?” The sensation of feeding time, and knowing when they are hungry or messy… As they grow they sit and think… “How can I get over to that toy?” They use their thinking to solve how to move their body parts in order to get the toy.. They think about pulling themselves up on things and stand.. Babies are smarter than we think they are… Just watch them sometimes, and you may see them thinking… 

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We solve , we invent, we create all through using our thought process.. There are many complicated issues that need a lot of thought to solve, and some that are fixed through minimal thinking… There are teams of thinkers put together to come up with a solution on impending problem… ie  How to fix the dam without flooding the farmers lands.. How to build a monster mall… How to create an environment that is pleasing to others, and will draw people to this place… All these events are all possible through the power of thinking.. When we commit ourselves to thought, we can accomplish astronomical achievements…

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Solving the problem when the light bulb comes on in our head… It’s an amazing feeling inside… Your self-esteem is boosted, and you  seem to walk with a lighter brisk step.. We think better of our accomplishments as a part of ourselves.. We gage ourselves using the power of thinking… This is a good feeling that turns about your self worth.. Thinking, solves so many issues whether they be large or small.. Never stop thinking about the things that you have accomplished in your life… We are all part of the solution.. 

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It’s not easy dealing with thoughts that mow us down, and leave us wavering, and not sure of others thoughts.. Thinking we will not be the right style, right body shape, right person we should be to others… Negative thinking can draw you down into depression, and self doubt… “Put that silly way of thinking away”… “Lock it up some place where, you will never find it again..” Thinking about the perception others have of you is a waist of time and energy… Be who you are, and you will feel better in your heart and in the way you are in your skin… I use the, ” I am who I am and if you don’t like it! Poo on you..” I am me and you can’t be liked by everyone.. As far as the people who talk behind your back… They are just school yard bullies all grown up… I say, those that talk behind your back, belong behind you… Walk away from that type of person, they are toxic waste… True people don’t do that to the ones they like or love… We were all made different and we don’t need to stack up against those around us and their thinking… Be who you are and enjoy your life..  🙂 🙂 BE PROUD OF YOURSELF !!!

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS… Till Tuesday next week.. Enjoy each day… 🙂

The words written here are my opinion and only mine…

Silence…

no noise.png                     In the silence I sit in peace….

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This is my post for Wednesday November 20th…

I sit here in the silence that fills this room.. The sound of the furnace chasing away the chill in the room, leaves me with a cozy feeling.. The old furnace has been a faith full companion for the time we have lived here.. Without the furnace I would be cuddled up in layer after layer of clothing and blankets.. The silence here gives me time to think over my actions of the days that have past.. I can hear the settling of the house that surrounds me.. The forever creaking and moaning of it’s timbers.. My mind wonders to many different places during this time of silence.. The surrounding world moves on in it’s rituals of life.. I enjoy the silence as it gives me the time to reflect.. I crave this silence at times, as it is an escape from reality.. The pending thoughts of the day are put at rest in this silent place.. I need not worry, nor think of what’s for dinner… I have time to rest from my rituals of the day.. I am calm and relaxed in these moments, minutes, or even hours.. For, they are my time away..

silence.png                    The voice of silence is one of relaxation…

I tap loudly on the keys of this laptop.. Keys that help me capture the words that fill the spaces in this place.. The noise of barking dogs as voices become louder… Talking over the noise that continues.. The television blaring so loudly that the people outside can share the content they can only envision.. The sounds from outside… A car spinning it’s wheels in the hopes of escaping the grip of the wet snow that surrounds them… The sounds of voices, voices I don not know nor do I wish to know in my silence… The furnace hums on, as the door is left open to the cold.. The voices that surround me as family meet to share my silent place.. The chatter and laughter are like music to my ears… For, only I wish to have those voices fill the spaces in my silent place… The company has left… The dogs no longer bark, and the television is silent.. The dogs lay sleeping in their cozy beds with covers over their heads… Father is asleep, on the sofa surrounded in warm inviting blankets.. I too wish to feel those blankets surround me in comfort, so I may drift away as others have before me.. I look around at all that has been left behind… The mess will be there after I indulge in the warmth of these cozy blankets… The silence is soothing to my rattled nerves… I drift away into a world of sleep and silence.. 

quiet.png                  Night silence is like no other silence….

This day has drifted into night… The mess has all but disappeared… I am free from the rituals of my day.. I have watched as much television as my brain can handle… I am in search of a place to sleep… A place where my feather filled comforter awaits me.. I climb the stairs to my room, and once there I cuddle under the warmth of this comforter.. The chill will not find me, only the silence of sleep is welcomed here.. I take a deep breath in and feel my body sink into the bed around me.. For, now I am one with this silent place.. As I drift away, my mind has other plans for me… Thoughts crash into my space and fill my head with nagging questions and solutions to problems unsolved.. I roll  to my side in the hopes that the thoughts will not follow.. I turn again as a  flood of unsolved problems roll over me… I resist the calling of those questions and turn once more… I can not escape… Where has my silence gone?? I lay in the darkness letting the thoughts take over my sleep.. This night is long as I do my best to not answer the questions in my mind, and the sights I see when I close my eyes.. Finally, after hours of no sleep the silence comes to rescue me…  I dwell in silence till the morning light finds me tired and unable to face the day… Come again my friend, for you are welcomed… My silence… 🙂

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS… Till Thursday.. Well wishes to all.. 🙂 🙂

Decorated…

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This is my post for Tuesday November 19th…

Well, the weekend has come and gone.. We are now into another week of  expected snow and rising temperatures… The snow that fell today,(Monday) was wet and heavy, and now the snow is melting slowly away.. Today, I had seven Doves in my backyard and on the porch looking for something to eat.. Before, they were on the ground they had all been sitting side by side on a branch of the maple tree in the yard.. It was cool to see all them lined up together… It was sight you don’t see very often.. I had a grey squirrel, that we see seldom.. He was hogging all the food in the feeder just for himself.. That little devil.. I ended up putting bird food out a second time later in the day.. It seemed like all the Dove’s were happy for the second helping.. 

 

IMG_5636.JPG      A Chihuahua for the tree topper…

We have our Christmas tree up, and on the internet there are many people showing off their trees too… Ours is small, but it satisfies both of us.. There are many of the usual decorations we use each year, as many of us do… We put a Chihuahua on the top of the tree instead of the usual angel or star.. The reason behind our tree topper is that we have two Chihuahuas that our the babies of the house.. I don’t know about anyone else, but I find that I have certain ones that mean something special to me… I hope you have favorites too… I have several photos of the ones I like, and I will try to explain why I like them…

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These two little ornaments are cute, and mean a lot to me and my husband.. These were made by Doug sister Wanda.. She made them in the likeness of my hubby and I.. You can see how they look just like us…  They are in memory of the passing of Mom… They have the breast cancer symbol on the front of them… I think you can see the symbol… 

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The next three ornaments are precious to the both of us.. The ornaments of the Santa couple remind us of ourselves.. The minute my hubby seen them he said they looked just like us when we get older.. We were a bit younger then, and could move a lot faster without it hurting…  The Lamp Leg was from the Christmas movie we see each year in the month of December… A Christmas Story.. In the movie Dad has the award delivered to his home.. The anticipation was driving everyone crazy, as Dad torn into that wooden box.. The look on Mom’s face was priceless.. The way she tried to keep the Leg Lamp out of the front room window was honorable… Dad went outside to let the world know his award was displayed in the window.. We had been on the look out for the ornament for a span of time, and we finally found one.. 

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The Nutcrackers are an ornament that I seem to be drawn to, and just love the colors they display… 

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The drummer boy is another favorite of mine.. He reminds me of the Little Drummer Boy…

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I found these two ornaments in an Auction… These are not just cute little mice, but they are bells.. Which you don’t come across everyday.. They look to be quite old.. I like them…

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This the tree topper we are using this year… My sweet husband bought this for me on the weekend.. He knows how much I love anything that is Chihuahua or Pug… Those are the dogs we have… 

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This is a very welly decorated ornament that I came across a couple years ago.. The beads are so beautiful… Who ever did this ornament has some pretty good imagination and talent…

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Last, and the most prized part of my ornaments.. This piece is hand blown glass that has been etched with a most interesting design.. It is so pretty and I believe it is very old.. It reminds me of the ornaments Grandma had on her Christmas tree when I was a young girl… I hope you have enjoyed a few of my very favorite tree decorations…

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS… Till Wednesday.. Be safe… 🙂 🙂