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… 🙂 🙂

I have seen…

IMG_0570.JPG          Spider’s web, so delicate..

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This is my thoughts for Wednesday November 6th…

I have seen, the dew on the spider’s web on a cold crisp morning in October… I have seen the fields covered with fog, and the fog hanging on the trees.. This beauty of paradise right before my eyes.. I have walked those fields behind the plow.. I have seen boulders of all sizes, as my horse trudges along dragging the plow behind.. I have seen the wheat grow tall and fall in the winds that blow.. I have seen the trees with fruit for all to eat… I have seen the corn so tall that you can not see above it.. I have seen the bounty in the fall, as the leave turn colors from green to gold… I have seen the call of the wolf in the cold of a December night… I have heard the wind howl out my name in the darkness.. I have been here before…

DSCN2652 (3).JPG           Sister and brother…

I have seen the smile of a child and the love he has for his sister.. I have seen the interaction between a sister and brother… I have seen their joy.. I have seen a mother’s love, as she holds her child close.. I have witnessed the strong hands of a father gently leading his child through life.. I have seen the child tumble and fall, as it’s tiny feet take their first tiny steps.. I have seen the child grow tall and strong, as they grow older… I have seen a family hold their lives together as one.. I have witnessed the end of a life, as age takes them away… I have seen a son hold his father’s hand for the last time.. I have know the memories left behind… I have seen a new life being born, as an elder leaves this earth… I have seen….

DSCN1489.JPG             The moon behind the trees…

I have seen the darkness fall, as the moon peaks from behind the trees.. I have witnessed the rivers flowing to the seas, and the bubbling water from the ground… I have been in crowds of people who pass me by.. I have seen friends come and go in the blink of an eye.. I have seen the horses run free, and the whales travel the oceans blue.. I have held the sun in the palm of my hand.. I have howled loudly at the moon, as I see the sunrise come.. I have walked this planet from end to end, and still I wonder far and wide.. I have seen the unknow, I have faced the devil and held God’s hand.. I have given my heart to one man to protect forever… I have seen the world begin and I will seen the world end.. For I will see…

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS…  Take care, and be safe till we meet again..:) 🙂

 

 

Pumpkin patch

DSCN2598 (2).JPG       We followed behind a long line of many others, as we entered the Pumpkin Patch..

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This is my tale of a day in the pumpkin patch for Monday October 21st…

DSCN2599 (2).JPGThe day was one of those beauty days we dream about in the fall.. The line to gain entrance to the pumpkin patch was long, but moved quickly.. The sea gulls could be seen against the blue sky, as they circled for any scraps of food they could find..

DSCN2601 (2).JPG       We passed sheep, goats and a Jersey cow.. There was chickens, ducks, geese and various other farm animals..

DSCN2609 (2).JPG   A beautifully colored Peacock watched us closely as we walked past him…

DSCN2610.JPGTom, the Turkey followed us as walked slowly past his enclosure.. He looked so sad… One thing for sure is that he missed Thanks Giving dinner…. 🙂

DSCN2665 (2).JPGParents kept their children close as they made their way to the next, Bouncy Castle, bike trails just for the little folks.. Large bails of hay lay in patterns that gave children and some adults a place to play on.. A sand box filled with construction toys made a great place to show a child’s skills at loading a dump truck full of dirt.. A corn maze gave families a time to figure out where the way out was.. There were places to jump, run, or just a good old hill to roll down in the cool grass.. 

DSCN2646 (2).JPG    Smiling faces peered threw cut out holes of hand painted scenes depicting the farm…

DSCN2619 (2).JPG     The faint sound of a train whistle draws your eyes to a packed train heading around a hill with various displays depicting scary, ghouls and haunted towns.. All reminding us that Halloween is getting closer…

DSCN2620 (2).JPG    In the distance I could see someone waving at all that passed by.. On further inspection, it was not a human, but a creature trying to scare us away.. We pushed forward passing by a haunted house that had very load banging going on inside in the pitch black… The sounds of people screaming could un-mistakably be heard as people ran from the darkness and into the light..

DSCN2615 (2).JPG    As we turned the corner behind the Haunted House.. There in front of us were people in cages.. In cages!!!! What was going on and were we the next to be trapped with the other people in the cages.. I stood still watching as the cage doors were opened and the people were set free.. These were the wagons that took us to the pumpkin patch.. I felt more at ease as we loaded up and were on our way.. Slowly we turned a corner, and could see… 

DSCN2708 (2).JPG   Horses grazing on blades of green grass.. They did not even seem to see us as we passed by.. 

DSCN2669 (2).JPG    A line of grave markers towered over the scattered bones of humans that were buried there.. The wolves must have dug them up and licked the bones till they were white…

DSCN2696.JPG    Hidden in the corn rows was a Saloon with men staring at us as we passed them by..

DSCN2675 (2).JPG   A large family entertained themselves, as the cook rustled up a mess of burgers to feed the hungry… The spiders climbed the walls of the shack to escape the heat of the grill.. We bounced along at a slow pace, looking for any other families…

DSCN2700 (2).JPG      We watched as a magic show, being performed for all who came to see the show…

DSCN2694 (2).JPG     A covenant of Witches, cast their spells our way as we sped past them…

DSCN2693.JPG    This fellow in the corn stood watching over us as we got off the wagon… This was the pumpkin patch we had all been waiting to see… 

DSCN2705 (2).JPG   A field of pumpkins lay before us as children ran here and there in the hunt for the perfect pumpkin… 

DSCN2679 (2).JPG       The hunt for the perfect pumpkin was a daunting task, that made the best of us tired…

DSCN2687 (2).JPG    People started to head back to the wagons to take their harvest home with them.. Cutting that perfect pumpkin was a creative adventure…

DSCN2711 (2).JPG    We stood in amazement at the small town someone had built in the grass.. This is only one of the many buildings placed in the design of an old west town…

We entered a well stocked gift shop and browsed around the many shelves and displays… Heading to our cars dragging our feet, we were done and proud of our pumpkins..

Thanks to everyone who came to read my words this Monday October 21st.. Election day in Canada.. Get out and vote for the future of your world, and leader who cares… 

I have decided to write my stories on Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday for awhile due to over-load.. I will see you Tuesday.. Take care and be kind to others.. Have a wonderful Monday… 🙂 🙂 

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS… Thanks for being the person you are.. 🙂 🙂

 

 

 

 

Thunder above…

DSCN1836 (2).JPG          I love the clouds they look like the sea lapping on the shore…

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This is my banter for Wednesday September 4th…

Hello everyone:: I trust your Tuesday was a good one.. I also hope all the children going to school for the first time, and those back to school had a fabulous day.. I believe I could hear the laughter in each mom’s voice as the children waltzed out the door and into school.. It’s time for a break moms, you have done your duty well.. You deserve a much needed relaxing day.. I already know that there are a lot of moms having separation anxiety.. I once experienced the same emotions when my first child rode away on the bus.. Fear not moms for the children will return with all the coverage of their first day in school.. The excitement the children will feel will bubble over into long urgent stories.. The teacher will be mention as will the new friends they had made.. Abstract paintings will be given as gifts to moms.. You are the one loved so deeply.. That is you.. Dad will get chatter about the first day, and see the art displayed on the refridgerator.. The rest of the school days will fall into order, one after the other.. There will still be stories of friends and fun had by each child.. Their confidence will grow, as well as the knowledge they learn each day.. Be proud moms and dads you have done a beautiful job..

DSCN1840 (2).JPGUnable to stand tall, this tree will become a home for other creatures..

I sit here, on this Tuesday night listening to the thunder dance across the dark skies.. A storm has come to play in the trees, and on the ground.. Broken branches whirl to the ground and join the many others scattered around the yard.. Birds fly for the shelter of trees.. They huddle and hang on tight while the storm rages on.. Rain lashes the faces of those caught in this storm, as they rush for shelter.. Lightening, sends a blueish bolt of light across the skies.. All that was dark is turned into a blazing white light.. But only for a few seconds till another bolt of lightening streaks across the sky.. I watch the rain tapping against the dripping windows.. Should I open the door and feel the rain on my face, as I stare into darkness.. Is there something there trying to call me out.. No, I will stand behind this pane of glass and use it as my shield from the darkness around me.. I will not be consumed by the shadows who are watching from the darkness.. The shadows that ride the white bolts of lightening.. I am safe in my fortress of wood and glass.. I am safe..

DSCN1853 (2).JPG         The downed trees lay motionless in the sun light..

All of a sudden there is quiet.. No more roaring thunder.. No more streaking lightening.. I watch by porch light as the night squeezes out the last drip of rain.. The storm has moved on to another place, where it will make it’s self known and felt by all.. This night has been one of wonder, and experience.. I welcome the rain again.. ‘So I don’t have to water the plants’.. The hose usually gets wet when I turn it off.. It sprays a burst of water all down the front of my clothes.. It’s funny, and I’m sure there are those that watch, and laugh.. I feel like a drowned rat caught in a flood.. Early this morning the wind was softly blowing.. It’s strange how things can change so quickly.. In a moment of time.. The storm will be the talk of the day, when the sun shines.. The word will travel fast as others pass it on in a flurry of incorrect accounts.. Now the storm has changed into the worst one seen in years.. The toll it has taken on the beauty around us is devastating.. Trees will have ripped from their roots, and sent sailing through closed windows.. The rain will have filled the streets where no one dares to go.. As the story is told over and over the severity of the storm has been changed.. News of just a rain storm with thunder and lightening is not enough to fill the writer’s space.. Everything can be changed and blown out of reality by the passing of the spoken word.. 

DSCN1835.JPG       The clouds look as though they are coming from the tree…

Just keep in mind that what you say will be blown out of proportion.. By those who loose contact with the real truth.. Their silver tongues, will waggle as long as they can.. Well, this gal has gotta get out of here.. Have a wonderful Wednesday, and be safe.. Till later.. Speak the truth.. 🙂 🙂

I want to give a special thanks to all my readers for your dedication… 🙂 🙂  The photographs in this banter are a product of my skills in photography.. Enjoy  🙂 🙂

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS…   Thank you for stopping by.. 🙂 🙂

 

 

Little Prince…

DSCN1689 (2).JPG             I got a visit, from a fuzzy little friend…

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This is my banter for Wednesday August 28th…

Hello everyone out there:: Well, the rain fell last night, all day, and is expected to rain again on this Tuesday night.. You can tell when it’s too wet outside.. The dogs don’t ask to go out every five minutes.. That’s a true way to know you don’t want to go outside.. I did kick their behinds, and got them to go out anyways.. It was like trying to move a heavy bolder from a field.. So much for me, and the dogs.. I hope you all made it through Tuesday without pulling out your hair.. I really am hoping your time with the family was playful and loving.. I don’t know if you had rain or not, and if you did, I hope you didn’t get too wet.. I sure wish I could send the clouds we have here to Amazon to help put out the Rainforest fires… It’s a shame how Mr. Trump will not give money to help save the Rainforest.. And the two idiots fighting over comments made are just little babies, and should grow up.. The Rainforest is more important them a stupid comment.. French and Brazil presidents need to think of the carnage that is taking the Rainforest away from our planet.. If you got to be so darn petty then have it out in a boxing ring.. You are not children,, grow up.. Trump should do the same damn thing.. And that’s how I see this crap..

DSCN1707 (2).JPG             Hiding behind the peppers…

This segment is dedicated to my Little Prince, Parker.. He came into my life not too many months back.. His Mommy and Daddy take very good care of him, and guide him through his early learning.. I love Parker with all my heart, and will protect him with my own life, if need be.. His smile and his bright eyes, can lure you in, and make you fall in love.. Parker has his poopy times, but doesn’t every body.. He loves his food, and his little Lambie.. He hugs it and tries to eat it, and he wipes his face on his Lambie.. Parker has a thing for cuddly blankets.. He tries to hide behind them, then pops out with a smile or a frown, or a goober gabby (baby talk).. He loves to kick his feet and wiggles like crazy.. He likes watching movies with daddy and mommy.. And when he watches movies he likes to lay down… Parker is a treasure to behold, and has stolen my heart away.. And he’s working on papa’s heart too.. Parker loves to put his hands in his mouth, and will suck on his thumb until mom catches him.. He’s going to be a mover and a shaker.. And his voice will be heard by many in the future.. God help us all when he starts to crawl, and walk.. We got to be on top of our game for sure.. I have picked out a few photo’s I have taken of him.. I hope Parker melts your heart too..

DSCN1147 (2).JPG         My Auntie’s puppy watches over me…

DSCN0735 (2).JPG        I can sleep anywhere even on my cousin’s knees…

DSCN1365.JPG      I love to chew on my toys, and my thumb..

DSCN1347 (2).JPG      Sometime I think of things or I point things out to my Nana…

DSCN1348 (2).JPG        Sometimes I holler at my mom for food…

DSCN1101.jpg         Sometimes I just look too cute….

ONLF0046       Sometimes I just don’t like the way things are…

DSCN1276 (2).JPG       Sometimes I give people the evil eye…

DSCN1390 (2).JPGSometimes I like to watch a movie on the tablet and put my feet on it..

DSCN1379.JPG        Sometimes I like to hang out with papa…

Now you have met my Little Prince, Parker… You take good care of those you love and be safe.. Till later.. Watch out for Pigeons…

Thanks to all my readers for stopping by to read my banter.. 🙂 🙂  As usual the photos in my banter have been taken by Me… 🙂 🙂

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS..    Thanks for being here… 🙂 🙂

 

 

 

 

 

 

Visiting the garden (10)

 

P5020264.JPG  Mother nature has so many beautiful things for us to see..

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Ellie the bus driver had taken up on Jody’s offer to come for coffee. Jody’s parents found Ellie’s company to be a refreshing breath of air. Mom had invited Ellie for dinner on Sunday night, and she excepted. Good friends had been made that evening…

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Visiting the garden (9)

DSC_0594_edited.jpg       Eating dinner upside down….

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With the back garden unfinished, and the real estate agents showing up. It was time for everyone to leave. Sally had called her agent explaining about the back garden. Sally did not want the agents to see her in the condition she was in. Jody and Sally gathered their tools and made a run for it…

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Visiting the garden (8)

DSCN1215.JPG         Beautiful flower.. Yet danger lurks for the beetle….

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Jody and Sally had a very busy late night, finishing off the front garden. The bright sun in the morning woke Sally. Sally nudged Jody, and Jody tried to hide under the cozy blankets. Sally was not having anything to with that kind behavior…

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