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.. 🙂 🙂

 

 

Impending storm…

 

DSCN1607 (2).JPG               From the box garden…

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This is my banter for Wednesday August 21st…

Hi there:: It’s really nice to see all your smiling faces out there.. How was your Tuesday?? I hope it was great, and another day gone this week.. We are on Hump Day, and there is no other way to go from here but to the weekend.. It’s funny how people use the weekend as carrot to get them through the week.. It was the only way I could get through the week when I used to work.. Then, when the weekend comes, there is not enough time to do all the things you like to do on your time off.. We all shuffle our feet, pouting, kicking and screaming all the way back to work on Monday.. I vote for four day weeks and long weekends every week.. Now a days, there is very little time for family. We hustle here and there, for this and that.. Whatever happened to just saying, to heck with it all and just kick back and relax.. We all strive too much for the all mighty dollar.. The more we have, the more we want.. That includes me as well.. Life is too short.. Tomorrow, could be our last day.. As morbid as it seems that’s how life goes.. I long for the Sunday dinner, and nothing but family time.. It’s a waste to have given that up for our desirer to be rich.. I don’t know if any body thinks or feels the same as I do.. Life is passing by way too fast.. I’m getting older, and haven’t quite come to terms with that..

DSCN1573 (2).JPG               This bee seems to have been working over-time….

Tuesday was a hot one in my part of the world.. Kind of muggy. But, curiously there was a warm yet calming breeze.. I ventured out to water the plants, and hang out with the dogs. The skies above look pretty dark at times, but there was no rain.. After dinner we watched the news and found out that our area is right on the tail of a storm.. About thirty minutes ago the rain fell in large drops, but only lasted a bit of time.. The good old weather man said the storm was going to be a big one. He gave everyone a few  signs to watch out for in the skies.. When the rain was tapping on the gazebo, the sky was greenish black, with the sun shining off in the distance.. That may have been it.. If that’s the case, that’s a bonus.. At this point there is a lot of the day to go through.. There maybe more rain.. I would be very unhappy if I woke up with the wind slapping against the bedroom window. With things flying every where.. That’s not a way to wake up.. I’m crossing my fingers and hoping that doesn’t happen.. Whatever happens I will be here snuggled in with the dogs.. Where ever you are I hope and pray that you are safe..

DSCN1597.JPG               This is Sun flower plant…

There is a story to this plant.. It started to grow in spring, in a pot on the deck after the winter.. We had no idea what it could be, nor how it got there.. I didn’t plant it, nor did my hubby.. It just appeared in the pot.. While it was growing the top of the plant was snipped off and taken by a nasty squirrel.. Not only did it take off the top, it took it with him.. We figured that was the end of the plant.. We did not get rid of it, we just left it there on the deck.. A few weeks ago the plant started to get blossoms on it.. During the time that happening, we found out what the plant was… Guess what it is a Sun flower.. So, the mystery of the unknown plant has been solved.. My day has been a slow one with not too much to do.. I played that nerve bending game. I won a couple times but now I am stuck in the same place.. Crap!!! I’ve almost been near the point of deleting it off my device.. But that would make me feel like a quitter.. No way will I let this game beat me.. ‘I will fight to the end!’ ‘I don’t know if my nerves can last that long.’ So, if you see me wondering around the streets in a daze, you will know the game won.. Till later.. Take care of those you love, and never take a wooden nickel… 🙂 🙂

I would like to thank all those who read my banter each day.. 🙂 🙂  The photos in my banter have been taken by myself.. Hope you enjoy them.. 🙂 🙂

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS…   Thanks for your company… 🙂 🙂

 

 

 

 

Long weekend..

 

DSCN1258.JPG            In my garden grows…..

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Hello everyone.. I hope everyone had a wonderful long weekend. The weather here was very hot during the day and cooler in the evenings. Nights like this always make sleeping a little more enjoyable. In my little corner of the universe, we had a gathering of artisans selling their wares. A Festival, that falls on the first long weekend of August. The walkway along the lake, was packed with people, everyday during the long weekend. There are lots of artists that flock to this area, just for the chance to explore the works of others. Or, to have their talents recognized by other artists. There were countless people looking for just that one item that would add a special touch to their surroundings. For those on the hunt for food, there was plenty to eat, beer to drink, and even a few ice-cream venders. I think they used to be called them the Dickie-Dee. These were carts that stood stable in one area. Heck, you could even find the right size of hot tub, or Infinity pool to install in your back yard. You could even put it in your house, for year round fun and exercise. That sounds like a very good deal.. Just think, splashing around in a nice warm pool, while you watch the snow fall outside. ‘What a way to live…’  You could add a new barbeque to the list of summer items you desire. One with three cooking grills, or one that could be used as an entire part of an outdoors kitchen design. The uses and designs are endless… 

DSCN1233.JPG Two baby Robins waiting for mom or dad to return with food for them…

As we moved along the walking path, we can upon a carnival set up with rides for the young and the old. Carnival games that required no skill to win. Then, there are other games that take a lot of talent to win, or just a big pocket of money to buy that one stuff toy for a loved one.. Cotton candy, caramel popcorn, candied apples, hot dogs, fries, burgers, and ice-cream by the buckets. Frozen treats to cool you down, and coffee just to give you that little kick you needed to continue on your way. The screams of excited children, as the rides tossed them from side to side, and up and down. The sounds of the carnival ringing in your ears, as music played loudly. So loud that it made me think that there was a contest going on for the loudest noise…. Parents taking pictures of children franticly waving from a ride that will likely scar them to death. Parent patiently standing still, watching, and waiting till the ride stops. The endless trek to the next ride, then wait all over again… ‘Oh, the fun of the carnival.’ The memories playing in your head of your youth, and how you want to run away with the carnival.. The time you barfed on Peggy-Sue, and how mad she was that day on the whirl-around.. What away to find out spinning was not your thing. 

DSCN1265.JPG      Fading with time, while new blooms wait to appear….. 

The lake filled with parents and children of all ages.. The shade of the trees, where lovers sit and play with their cell phones. ‘Oh, where did love go.’ Picnics on the grass by the lake. The smell of hot dogs, fried chicken, or maybe even take out.. The life guard perched high on a chair, above those seeking the cool of the water.. Little children running away from the small waves the lap upon the shore. Standing still in the water, watching the little fish nibble at your toes… The fun and beauty of a summers day by the lake. Softer music can be heard from the voice of a song bird, as she sings her tune to the people watching in the crowd. Groups on the stage, belting out the tunes, as people dance to the beat. The sounds of a summer festival.. We are now in August, and summer is slipping slowly away. The stores are stocked with back-to-school items. No more summer clothing can be found, as the clothes have been carefully packed away. The sounds of parents and unhappy children shopping in the stores. Parents on edge, as young Johnny decides to run away from them. There he is playing in the toy section of the store. Soon winter clothes, boots and coats will fill the hangers, where summer clothing once hung. Stop rushing the winter retailers. It’s too darn depressing to even think of, at least for me. 

To all those, that go to any-kind of festival, carnival, picnic by the lake, or family outing. I wish you all fun and safe journeys.. See you later…. 🙂 🙂

I wish to thank all of my followers, readers, or visitor for being so patient this last week while I was off.. Thank you… 🙂 🙂 As usual the photos in this banter have been taken by myself.. Maggie.. Hope you enjoy.. 🙂 🙂

This past week was rough at times, and still the head aches leave me unable to function. But, I press on and try to not let them stop me. If the weather is to blame, I wish it would stop bothering me. I do feel better than before, but not quite totally healthy. I choose not to go to the doctor as they tend to be quacks, who have no idea what they are doing. I have learned techniques to put my pain at bay. It helps the bad pain disappear. The lingering pain is a pain in the butt, but I will settle for that…. Till later… I wish you all well.. And be safe out there…:) 🙂

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

 

 

 

 

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 (2)

DSCN0949.JPGLook who was taking a bath in the bird bath…

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Tory was a lucky young man. Papa had made him a secret place under the big stairs where he could read. Papa called Tory his ‘Mini Me.’ Tory was not happy when he found out what was going to happen today.

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Lazy Daisy (2)

DSC_0211.JPG     Flowers from my garden….              Photo by: Mags.

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Daisy had to clean her room. The result of the cleaning job she did was quite funny. Mom had opened the closet door, which was packed with everything that could fit in the closet. Mom ended up standing in front of an exploded closet.

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Detective Files (8)

detectivess.png      Finding clues that no one else can see….

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Being a detective is important to a murder scene. Along with the coroner, forensics, officers, witnesses, and signs left by the killer. The detective can begin to solve the crime committed against another human being. That’s what Winslow and maybe Sidney were going to do as their new careers. 

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Detective Files (5)

tective.jpg      Looking for clues…..

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Sidney, the Chief, and Winslow left Anette and the children’s home with warm hearts, and big smiles. With the help of their fellow officers, they had made a big change in the life of a family that had recently lost their father to cancer. The burden, had been lifted, even for a little while. The officers would keep a watchful eye on Anette and her children.

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Peanut’s Story (7)

lady P.jpg      Peanut as life moves on……

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Peanut had made her mark in her job as scientific researcher. She loved her job and how much she could work towards a cure of viruses., and disease. Her parents had started to loose their independence. Jasper and her moved in with her parents.

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Coventry Lake (1)

sandy.jpgSun, sand and refreshing water…..

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The best part of vacation is the beach and being away from home. Camping in the trees, or by the water. Nothing beats an inviting location to vacation.

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