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Mid July

So what is new in your world?  My life is quiet but never boring :)

Wildlife visit in droves even with hundreds of acres of land surrounding me they still want to be up close and personal with me lol what’s up with that!  I was outside just now talking on the phone with Mom she is doing awesome by the way she may drive tomorrow when I get down there, and I had 6 huge male wild turkey making pretty sounds talking to me asking for seed :)  even with the dog and cat there they knew they were safe I like the young being brought here and calling my place home but I sent them off to search for ants and beetles ticks too like wild turkeys are supposed to do. Yesterday before heavy rains began to fall they were along the edge of the property here pulling fresh raspberries one after another I am just worried those Black Bear are on the other side of the vegetation, ten foot wide or more in some parts, eating their way inward towards me :)  I must buy a can of compressed air made to scare bears away as these ones have become so bold and I do not want us to get hurt or one to die needlessly.

I must get a few new lens for the Nikon so I can capture better detail.  This is a mix of 4 different cameras hope you enjoy a poke around the place :)

Enjoy the rest of July

 

Bet he never saw his pretty face before :)

Bet he never saw his pretty face before :)

 

They say deer eat these mine are all still healthy

They say deer eat these mine are all still healthy

 

The perfect pair in my lower yard browsing on fresh greens

The perfect pair in my lower yard browsing on fresh greens

 

Trying to get them to look like tissue paper then learning to take a pretty picture :

Trying to get them to look like tissue paper then learning to take a pretty picture :

 

OH if only I had all this wisdom them :)

OH if only I had all this wisdom then :)

Off to read more of your wonderful blogs I really do hope you are al truly OK I miss being here 2 and 3 times a day

XO

 

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I received a wonderful e-mail out of the blue from Mosey’s owner Kathryn. She said something that truly struck a cord with me, “Getting a dog is the easy part, building a foundation that sets your relationship up for success is an enormous task.”

This is so worth passing along to you all. Enjoy the time with your puppy, enjoy teaching, learning, and spending this time together. It goes by oh so quickly! Mr. Mosey can be found in our numerous puppy videos that we use for our classes, you can check them out here, VIDEO ~ Nancy

Mosey at 7 weeks & 7 months. One handsome boy!

Mosey at 7 weeks & 7 months. One handsome boy!

“We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, then, is not an act but a habit”
– Aristotle

“Dogs have been an integral part of my life, personally and professionally, for almost two decades, yet a puppy had never been a member of…

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The best day for me to linger would be the day the horrid winter,  truly gives up it’s strong hold and allows spring to arrive with all of it’s beauty. 

You know the kind of day, snow banks filthy from too many months of winters cold,  when the earth lets out a sigh and you witness it  begin to drink up the moisture that once would only allow more ice to form. When the frost beneath the yard was just too thick to allow for drainage of any kind to begin.  It is the kind of day I wait so long for.  I hear about it coming on the news and I get ready.  I bring out the table and chair from the barn,  yes we are tough here up in the northeast.

  As the morning arrives I will be ready.  The sun will come up and greet me at the kitchen window, beside the coffee maker where I will stand and wait for it to finish all the while I will soak in the first rays of this special day.  By the second cup JT and I will make our way to the table and chair lying in wait for me to sit and linger.

The birds will be signing their absolute prettiest tunes and the Apple tree will have swollen buds as will the Forsythia.  This is how I will spend each morning after that first day of warmth, lingering in the yard with my girl,  soaking in the suns warmth only from now on with sunscreen.

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As I wake to this world I am apart of each day I am struck by it’s beauty.  Now you know I hate the snow and the extra work we need to do in order to clear it from our path but you know I adore the land.

So first off without a doubt I believe in God.  I know without a doubt as it is hard to at times when we look out at all the evil that abounds.
It pains me to see hurt and destruction and so much loss but I believe in God.

I also believe that if man continues to destroy this earth at the rate it has been we won’t exist as a planet for thousands of years to come.

Now they ask for three things we believe in on this challenge and for me I will end on a lighter note.

I know without a doubt each animal I have shared my life with has loved me as much as I loved them.

Be kind to one another and to God’s animals as surly all you need to do is look at a full bird feeder to see so many others can get along with each other.

Peace

Beading A Bracelet For A Dear Friend

Well it is a Big Football day here in America.  My team is not in it so I will listen to the music watch the half time show and raise my eyes to catch the commercials they paid so much for.  Eat and drink,  no not so much,  not like the old days when it was a party to throw that kept me busy.  Today I am beading.  Feet up working with Size 8 beads in the colors Purple as it is my friends favorite color hope she likes how it will look on her wrist.  I am worried about her.  She is going to be 68 on the day my son was born and she has been having lots lot heart issues.  So I hope my small token of friendship brings a smile to her face.  She is ten years older than me and I have known her since the 90’s when a man from my neighborhood started dating her out in OH.  So she moved here and we had some fun times together.  She now lives in GA and since I do not see me getting there anytime soon this gift will be a surprise of sorts. See when we lived close to each other we would do things together on our birthdays, without men just us girls.  Mine is two weeks after hers so it was a never ending party.  We would go out for Prime Rib dinner and dance the night away. So thinking of her and my love of Kumihimo I am almost done.  Want to see?

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Size 8’s
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Three different colors I mixed together randomly into a “Soup Mix”

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A piece of the finished braid.
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Do you think these colors look good together?

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I really hope she feels the love as she wears it.  I don’t have a lot of money but beads I have and a skillset to make something handmade and they say those are truly the most thoughtful gifts right?

Have a wonderful day!

Sixteen and feeling loved

I was in high school as my sixteenth birthday arrived.

  I was enrolled in a program to become a secretary though the other choices for me were culinary arts, technical illustrating and electronics.  I had made my choice and began to learn how to type and take shorthand, both of which I loved.

Mom and Dad had gone out and bought me a beautiful, electric typewriter, for my Sweet Sixteen birthday gift.  We did not have money for expensive things like that and I felt so loved to see they had got me something  I could use while doing my homework.

  Now the day got even better as we had a cake my Mom made and since  she was a baker and fantastic cake decorator it was not only gorgeous but delicious too!  When all the hugs and kisses were done with Dad handed me a small box.  I could see by the look on my Mom’s face this would also be a surprise for her as well.  I kissed Daddy and said thank you as I began to open this “extra” present.  It was a gorgeous watch, white gold in fact with diamonds inside or something like that.  Not sure how Mom felt but Dad was so happy to see how much I loved the watch. He said I was growing up and would need one to be home for curfew.  I loved my Dad! 
My sixteenth birthday was  AWESOME!

A pretty way to end a day

Hi Everyone!

Sorry so many posts lately, as I post too my Custom Pieces blog I also re-blog here and over on 20 Lines D Day.

Want to keep you up with what I am doing to get through the winter months.  Photography and Jewelry making and selling them as well.

I had to go see the skin doctor yesterday for my shot  and I really thought I would be in and out.  Stupidly I asked a question of her “What’s This?”  she precedes to tell me we will know for sure when the results come back on the procedure she is about to do. HUH ?  Me the SUN LOVIN GIRL?  I will not stress and I will start to behave.  I am just a few years from 60, YIKES did I say that!  I am so NOT 60 LIKE :) That used to be so OLD!!! !  Wait so many of you who I adore are also over 50 so maybe I AM, damn how did that happen  lol so yes I am going to continue to have FUN!

After we left we headed towards the sea I always feel better when I can walk and breath in the smells from the salty air.  I felt it was right to go there as it is where all the sun damage came from.

I hooked JT to her pretty leash and  put a camera into my pants pocket and one around my neck just incase.  I know, I am laughing too, when don’t I not put it up to my eye.

Her and I could not legally go onto the beach here with her Daddy,  you know the rule breaker I am,  well today I was not going to push that envelope.  Be good Eunice.  So off we went for our walk along the coastal route even though darkness was close I had light colors on so we should be safe though an awful lot of drunk drivers take this road so I was extra careful to keep a watchful eye on my little black pup.   I had said to him maybe I will see the sunset and he laughed and said it is already almost done,  you won’t see anything except maybe the moon if we stay late enough.  Doubting Thomas he is!  See I know this world I live in and yes had I been at my regular spot it may have been better in some way but again I was on a beach I spent every day on in my 20’s where sunburns, really bad ones, were this norm for this blonde, blue eyed girl.

As we started out JT found a stick for me to kick for her to scamper after and pick up and give for me to throw again and again or she would drop it up ahead and I would kick and she would chase on her long leash, yes I held it with my good side.  Left shoulder too trashed and painful to chance it.  So up along the Mansions we went, very few with signs of life in them as it is winter and if you are rich why would you stay.

Well since he said the sun had done it’s thing I was surprised to see how pretty it actually was here along the east coast where she rose less than 12 hours prior.  Let me show you!
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That box you see off in the distance on the right side of photo is not for birds it is an alarm in case the Nuclear Plant down the street fails then these alarms which are all over the area, will go off letting the residents run for their cars and make a run for a safer place not that I think it will really matter if a Nuke Plant has a failure.  None of us will ever be safe.

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These are out of order as you can see two different cameras as well this was the start of the walk with JT

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This was why he said I was too late and that is him heading out onto the beach.

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A view out to sea that we saw as we climbed the hill on our walk.
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So much better in person I really wish I had taken some classes on how to take pretty photos as the light disappears.

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Yes you can clearly see it is cold in New England.

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I loved the color this turned as the light from the setting sun set the scene.

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Just a stunning way to end a day or in my case as the sun comes up or hangs around all day or it sets I love this gorgeous Sun we have to make our life feel so much better, yes I swear  it is where I get my Sunny Outlook on LIFE!

 

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What kind of garden will you sow?

Originally posted on A Daily Thought:

How to Plant Your Garden…no
dirt required!!

First, you Come to the garden   alone,

while the dew is still on the   roses.

FOR THE GARDEN OF YOUR DAILY   LIVING ,

PLANT THREE ROWS OF PEAS :

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1. Peace of mind

2. Peace of heart

3. Peace of soul

PLANT FOUR ROWS OF SQUASH:

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1. Squash gossip

2. Squash indifference

3. Squash grumbling

4. Squash selfishness

PLANT FOUR ROWS OF LETTUCE

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1. Lettuce be faithful

2. Lettuce be kind

3. Lettuce be patient

4. Lettuce really love one   another

NO GARDEN IS WITHOUT TURNIPS:

 

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1. Turnip for meetings

2. Turnip for services

3. Turnip to help one another

TO CONCLUDE OUR GARDEN YOU
MUST HAVE THYME:

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2. Thyme for each other

3. Thyme for family

4. Thyme for friends

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WATER FREELY WITH PATIENCE AND   CULTIVATE WITH LOVE.

THERE IS MUCH FRUIT IN…

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JT Loves Winter Me Not so Much

You already know that if you are a friend and follower.  I wanted to do a post as this year comes to an end.  Yes not a Re-Blog though I love sharing cool stuff  others spend the time to add to WordPress.

So this one will be of a Happy Dog.  You see when the weather is warm you will never see her do this the flying disc will get all the play time but let a few inches of snow fall and you knows right where she has tucked her winter toy away.  I have told you she is smart a time or two right.

Here is a series I shot of her and her winter toy.  I kick then snap photo, this time with a bulky Nikon not as easy to capture her as I did with my Kodak so excuse the faults in the photos and just try to see the Joy as I witnessed.

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Kick it Mom!
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Got it Mom let’s do that again OK
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Here I come Mom get ready!
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Quit taking photos and kick my ball!

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Last one? Why?
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She hates when I say last one.  She will play till she drops in this kind of weather.  As she ages the summer heat takes it’s toll on her but winter no way.  She watches the squirrels play and eat in the yard  as I do my beading and every now and then she will turn her head and look at me with those beautiful eyes begging to go back out.  You see she knows me after almost 8 years Last One really are just for a minute or two.  I get dressed again and open the door and off she goes to where she left her ball.  No wonder the heating bill is so high in and out like your children see she is my little girl.

Happy New Year from our home up here in New Hampshire to yours.  May this year coming be a beautiful one with peace and harmony for all mankind.

Originally posted on KFOR.com:

CHINA – A story out of China is sure to pull on the heart strings of any animal lover.

Last sunday (Dec 22), a little white dog was killed in the middle of the street by a passing car.

A brown dog stayed by its side for the entire night, despite temperatures dropping well-below freezing, according to reports.

A resident saw the dogs and placed a stool next to them so that passing traffic wouldn’t hit them.

Eventually, restaurant owners nearby took the dead dog away and buried it under a tree in a city park.

The brown dog followed them until his friend was buried.

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I wanted to wish you all a Merry Christmas and for those who do not celebrate the birth of our Christ  a very Happy Holiday Season to you as well. 

I remember the days of our family home on Christmas morning.  We, the three of us children,  were so very lucky to have what was waiting under our tree, be it real or the metal one with that colorful wheel.  We never knew of the struggle or the monies spent for months to follow, to pay for it all. Life is simple through the eyes of a child or that is how it seemed when I was a kid. I was blessed with a Mom and Dad. A roof over our heads and a wonderful feast laid out on the kitchen table. 

For many years Thanksgiving was spent up here in New Hampshire with my Mother’s side of the family where all would come together as one and give thanks for what we had.  Back then I never gave thought of what others went through to pull it off.  They worked hard each and every day and lived within their means.  We had mini Christmas  that weekend as well because usually Dad would take us to his parents house for Christmas school break.

Dad worked all day and then worked on the car he would load up with presents which we never knew were ours, see what I mean about simple times. We were children who spent the days outside playing after school never giving a thought as too what the parents had going on.  No wonder they were stressed, I see that now. The car was packed with gifts for grandparents and us then in went all the clothes we would all need for a road trip to Nana and Grandpa’s.  You see I have since learned by trucking it was 660 miles each way.  With three rambunctious children and our dog Teddy. We made this journey from Massachusetts to Pennsylvania most Christmas holidays. Maybe that is where I found the love for the road.  Staying awake with Daddy driving in the middle of what I now know was blizzards, helping him keep track of the white line on the edge of the road.  He had his whole family with him in our old car with a piece of plywood on the folded down seat for us all to sleep.  Daddy never did and I am sure Mom tried to always stay awake so Daddy could as she was his company, on this journey.  So today with the saved tree from the dump with no gifts under it, I remain thankful for all I have ever had for it is more than many others never did. 

With Daddy gone and grandparents too as well as all but two Aunts and 2 Uncles my family now three brothers and my Mom, we no longer have those times together.  That is what I miss the most as this holiday nears FAMILY. 

Today I am thankful and grateful for all of you I follow and to those who follow me, for we are a family of sorts.  Sharing joy and happiness. Wonderful things to bake and make. We are there as well when sadness hurts so bad.  Thanks everyone for yet another year spent with you.

Peace On Earth Good Will To Men

 

XO

 

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So many things to be thankful for we just need eye to see them

Happy Thanksgiving EVERYONE

XO

Eunice aka nutsfortreasure

 

Daily Prompt: Seven Wonders

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Daily Prompt: Seven Wonders

Khalil Gibran once said that people will never understand one another unless language is reduced to seven words. What would your seven words be?

Photographers, artists, poets: show us SEVEN.

“OUR WORLD IS AMAZING, SHOW IT LOVE.”

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Living with a blind dog may be a challenge, but there are some surefire ways to help keep him safe, healthy and happy.  News 92 FM’s Lana Hughes talks with Gulf Coast Veterinary Specialist Dr. Julie Hempstead about how to help your visually-impaired pet companion navigate with his other senses.

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Daily Post: Release Me/Life

Looking backing over my time here on WordPress it is clearly been a journey.
I have laughed and cried. I have shared ugly pictures and ones a little better. I have grown in ways I never thought possible.  Who knew sitting down at the computer and choosing a name for my blog,  would be the start to such a change in who I would become.  At first hesitant till I learned my way around. Then meeting people from all walks of life who shared their world.  Some take pretty photos that helped inspire me to shoot better each day. Some wrote poetry and invited me to join them though I floundered sadly there but I did make attempts, pushing myself out of my comfort zone.  Others shared their lives. The day-to-day goings on. Farming, cooking, travel some I knew a little bit about others opened my eyes  through their words or photos.

So back to the point of this challenge, Release Me. and it would have to be this post
Sharing the story of my decision  so long ago.

http://nutsfortreasure.wordpress.com/2013/02/18/the-day-has-come-to-share-a-little-more/

I am glad I wrote it and even more so for living it.  I am blessed for all I had and have and just over a month after that post I was clearly on my way to heal and let go at the retreat he had suggested.

So opening up and sharing this blog with the ones who would ultimately  decide in their own minds if I was awful or kind  was very hard but on the other hand I  always knew in my heart I made the decision for him and I could handle anything,  like sharing it with you.

I was feeling up to another drive.

It was early Friday and we thought for sure there would be no rain if we went far enough north.  We packed the dogs water and food for her and some fruit and sandwich fixings in case we got hungry as well.  We have not seen rain for two weeks and are due to have some and yesterday a few light showers passed through the White Mountains of New Hampshire but it did nothing to dampen our day as we are determined New Englander’s(wait is that a real word, lol?)

We headed up the highway till we hit the notch and the travelled across Route 112 West in search of a spot to get some panning done in the river and swing the metal detectors.  JT had her agenda as well simply just to PLAY!

We dropped her daddy off at the river while I took a familiar ride to most of you,

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though this time the color was not so brilliant I was either a few days late or maybe early.  It was still a nice 20 mile ride to get a hot cup of coffee and for me and my girl to have some alone time.  She loves riding shotgun with me two chicks in a black truck yes you know we turn heads lol.

Some of you already know I have a shoulder that has been hurting badly and having just had an injection by the surgeon I was up to getting out and since I can not see him till Halloween why not celebrate by spending time out in nature with my two favorites.

 

Now for a few shots of color I captured along the way.

 

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This shot I took beside me while I was at the gas station fueling up.

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Summer and Fall play Tug O War

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No fall color to steal the beauty of the covered bridge this year.

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JT and I may not have found a lot of color along the stream but we found a little Zen and her daddy found some color in his pan!

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Clearly some of the trees were more like me holding on to Summer for all it is worth.  Fall may be pretty to look at but next comes cold and snow and that is not welcome in my world yet.  Poor folks in WY and SD just got hammered with a nasty blizzard and all-weather marches our way thankfully it is 2,000 miles away.

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We left the river and climbed up to capture a pretty view which you can find even if the weather is not perfect.

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As we traveled southeast I stopped to capture a few shots of a lake and to let the dog stretch her legs it had been a long day of riding and walking so I will add a few more photos of the lake as I end this post and get back to catching up on as many of yours as I can with the sun showing up I maybe pulled away again .

Have a great weekend!

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I forgot.  Yesterday was a day I listed to some Janis Joplin tunes as it was the day she died so long ago and as I traveled down 16 S I saw a place for Old Hippies and I needed some perfume,  that I have worn as my signature scent since the late 60’s, yes Patchouli Oil   lol “old hippies”  (well I was just a tad too young to be a real one thankfully or I may not have made it either) I am told by the young girl inside come in for it all the time.  This was the decoration outside their door.  Now what a way to end a perfect trip for COLOR!

 

 

 

 

 

What makes a teacher great? Photographers, artists, poets: show us GREATNESS.

What makes any teacher great is their ability to reach deep within one’s self and want to know all about it.  They will keep you on the edge of your seat.  They will hold your attention no matter the scene of beauty,  just outside the classrooms window.

I wish I had had those kind of teachers but sadly there was just one. 

As I have gone through this life of mine I have learned many lessons all on my own some very hard and some so wonderful.  I wish I had known  all that I know now but teaching comes not only from the ones paid to do so but by the paths you take along the way.

I am a teacher of sorts these days.  Reminding others to LOVE themselves first and to pass this love along be it in words or pretty photos,  of our gorgeous world,  that sadly seems to not have enough teachers to get the message across.

 Love one’s self and all others.

 

Peace and Love to each of you

 

Daily Prompt: On the Edge/BALANCE

I spent years really living on the edge but a very slippery edge, indeed.

I was a trucker who worked and worked, never getting enough rest. I was young and fearless.

After a divorce and a bad wreck( no not of my doing, lol )thankfully, life for me was so very different.

I lost my balance. I fell. I fell into deep sadness. Yes I mucked about pretending all was well but clearly everyone could see how I had changed. I lost ME.

Well things are back on an even keel.

I have a blessed life.

I see that now.

I blog with people all over the world who have had such deep sadness in their lives. I also have some followers so full of joy, it is contagious.

You see I had stopped caring. I stopped LIVING.

When I found WordPress I was in search of who I was.

I had to pick a name for my new blog and it came easy, Living and Lovin, as that is really all I searched for.

I am here to tell you that I found it and then some.

I eat right now and actually exercise in the amounts I need. Balance it is a good thing.

I wake daily and with coffee see what blogging buddies are up too.

I eat breakfast and do the housework. For years I really had stopped caring.

I now work in my garden.

Play with the dog.

Have conversations with the love of my life.

I thought I had it all till sadly it was gone. My edge may have been different from yours but clearly living on the edge is hard for anyone eventually. It will catch up to you.

It has been a long winding road but finally no longer do I stand on a slippery slope of sadness and despair. No longer a part of the rat race of life. I have taken back who I really am. I wake each day thankful for all I have. I do stop to smell the ROSES, well all the flowers. How could I have gotten so far out of whack? Are others as well and still not knowing it?

For me it is about BALANCE.

Doing what needs to be done and making time for play.

I play usually with a camera in tow so now they can all see the change. Pretty dramatic even when I look back.

My wish for all of you is to find your balance. With work, love, life and play. When you are out of whack that is truly living on the edge.

PEACE

No Longer A Puppy

No Longer A Puppy

Been sad and hurt for too long.

Was told by a child I had placed for adoption,  to go away,  as he had done to find peace and love within again.

I had never meditated before and yes I was worried but I also knew deep inside something had to change.

It was time for me to finally be whole.  So I booked by 10 day stay and in the following months while I waited for my day to

come to take the first step,  there were so many days I thought I would cancel but I did not.

I went away from home for the first time all alone.

I took an oath of silence.

I learned how to meditate.

I learned that I was really strong not broken as I had thought.

Over those ten days away I meditated in silence,  for 100 hours.  Yes it was hard.  Was it worth it,  hell yes. A million times YES.

 

This trip into the unknown world of Meditation was scary but amazing as well.

I will never be lost again.

I will go within and see all is well.

Life can be so very hard and so many could use this outlet to find peace and happiness.

My son and I agree after having both learned to go within,  that so many could benefit from learning how to meditate

starting with small children.  When I went to school in 1963 there was a time each day we laid our heads on our desk to take

a rest from the stress of learning,  had we been taught the simple act of Meditation in the first grade maybe just maybe

we would could have had a world full of PEACE or a lot less pain.

Namate

Daily Prompt: Your Life, the Book

I do have a few books in the works.

They are scribbled on papers,  tucked away for another day.

Some seem important to share,  others I see no need for them anymore but others may.

I am surrounded by incredible writers/bloggers on my follower list,  here on WordPress but if I could have anyone and I mean anyone to write what I want said,  I would choose a local man.  You all know his work.  He is just the most amazing writer of horror here in the Northeast,  yes I am picking Stephen King to write my story.  Yes it had lots of  dark points but I think he needs a happy ending too.

 

 

Arizona

Arizona

Arizona is far from home for us.  We live in the Northeast and this is the Southwest.

For me,  a Trucker I always traveled far from home but for the most part I traveled within the United States with a dash into Canada now and then.

This trip was special as the man  I loved was not given much hope of a long life so we packed up the old Chevy van with camping  supplies and Gold Prospecting equipment we already had and the pup of course and headed west.  He had never been past the military base in Texas and that was so long ago for boot camp.  He flew in and out of there.  So this would be a journey for him but for me it would be like old times, well without the shifting.

We stayed out on BLM  land for 6 or 7 weeks till we had to come back for another visit with his doctor.  He did not want to go back home least of all for more tests.  I missed home and my kitty too much to hide my head in the sand of the desert.  We loaded up the old van and said our goodbyes to all we had met and I snapped a few more photos.

We came home to good news much to their amazement.  We could once again take out the map from my old trucking days and plan a trip far from home.

You asked if there were someone we would not want to read our blog and immediately I thought of my son.

Yes I do not mind if he looks at all the pretty photographs and all of your posts I have re-blogged.

Why I want him to KEEP OUT is I do not want him to know how much pain I used to be in.  See it is key that he gets to see

how very happy I am today.

Happiness spreads Joy and  Sadness spreads Pain.

We are both to BE HAPPY for the rest of our days.

So Keep Out

Mike

BE HAPPY!

Trucking

My Last Rig

My world is broken in two.

The one above, there in my rig, took me to some of the most wonderful places a girl could go.

Home Sweet Home 2

Home Sweet Home

My home is now filled with LOVE

I swear I appreciate that more than you will ever know.

 

So I am torn

If I ever came into enough cash,  I worry down the road I would leave this place I love.

Never of course  until all who call this place home with me have passed on.   You don’t  hear about too many woman my age running away from home.  I suppose he would go with me but it is not fair to ask another to live your dream is it?

 

You see all the miles I drove my own rig I only worried about me.I went where the loads took me.

Never just one place .  I just went.  All across this country of ours.

I am a rolling stone in my heart I know this but I try to settle myself the best I can and do things around this place to show how grateful I am but it is hard.

The open road calls to me.

I know I make it sound sort of romantic  but for me it is.

I love my country.

I love its people.

I love driving in my own rig and taking pride in the fact I am a female driver and a really good one.

I love waking in a different spot each morning and  as I say this to you I also know I love it here.  With the man I love so very much and the best Cat and Dog anyone could ever ask for,  always laying at my feet or with us in bed.

I have a new family now and a life far from the road well not far,  I can hear rigs late at night doing what I loved.
I miss it really bad but maybe an RV and lots of cash and  our cat and dog with the  two of us,  heading down an US highway would be OK, maybe it would  take some of the pain away but there is nothing like driving a big rig.  It get’s into your blood I swear it does. He told me if he ever hit the lottery he would buy me a new one,  you see he knows I am truly a Rolling Stone and loves me enough to want to see me HAPPY.

I just wish I could stop missing the road.

 

 

It was 1976 and I was given money for an abortion. I chose adoption.
Had I kept my child how my life would have been so much better but clearly so different.
Had I kept him with me as I had really wanted,  I would have smiled every day.
I never would have shed tears for 32 years.   I never would have married the evil man I did.   I never would live  where I do now.  I never would have learned all the things in life I needed to learn,  about people and how they really are.

It would have been hard yes. I would have been an awesome Mommy to him.  See I was not that strong back then I had no idea that giving him to a family who would adore him showed really how strong I was.  I just never thought I could do it on my own and give him everything a child deserved.

So had I taken that road I would have done great.  I never would have known you all and be able to share him all with you.  Thirty two years after kissing him goodbye I was saying hello to him and starting a different journey,  in fact down yet another road.  Who knows where this one will take us but he is just like me so I think it will be FUN.

I love this potion!
Now I can rest,  no longer having to race around to see and do it all.
I am tired from trying to take it all in.
What a beautiful life I can now have,  sitting back and enjoying all of what life has to offer.
No more wondering how many days I will have left to smile and capture that perfect moment with my camera.
 My  only wish is that there would be enough to share with those I love,  so they could sit beside me forever and soak in all this beauty that surrounds us if only we open our eyes to see.

I was still injured but I needed a job.

I used to drive a “big rig”  but then I was hit,  by that bus.

I went through the savings which were sadly,  as in most case, s never enough.

I saw an Ad in a local paper for a Special Needs School Bus Driver,  surely I could drive a small van.

I applied for the position and they could clearly see my wounds but it was the ones inside that hurt the worst.
Due to my physical injuries I was given the troubled youths to transport to schools where they did not want to attend.

Many never even bothered  to get up and shower and dress for the day,  never mind step into the van.  Very sad.

One by one as they entered my school bus I introduced myself,  the one with the huge blue knee brace on.

I asked them to buckle up and not to swear (being a trucker at this point didn’t matter) I turned on music of their liking

just not gangster rap!

I knew they all had stories about how they ended up on a bus such as this.  I did too.

I showed them respect and demanded the same right back.  Friends were  worried about me alone with them.

So many scary stories you read about children such as this.  Remember they were the worst of the worst.

No one else at the bus company would drive them willingly.  So they gave them to the New Girl!

I had a run in the morning where they were still half asleep then again in the afternoon after no nicotine.

Yes some were angry.  Many had nice parents that just could not take it anymore and turned them over to the state.

Some lived with Grandparents God Bless them.

As the days turned into weeks and the weeks turned into years, two of them, I healed. So did they.  We stopped listening

to music unless it was them singing to my great-niece in an infant seat while one played the guitar.  They had

me to smile and make them feel welcomed each morning and I was their ride away from that school each day.

I had a solid group of eight who had been tossed aside.

Told they would never amount to anything.  Have you been mad enough to say that to your child?

They were so talented in so many ways, I was so proud they stuck it out and rode both ways with me.  I will always

remember these young people who not only graduated but in the end helped me to heal all the hurt inside.

They all know that they were MY SILVER LINING.

Life Is Good

Here it is Saturday in the US and I was up at 3 AM seems normal for me of late and I find I stay up all day till crashing about 10 PM boy those were my hours most days as a trucker lol maybe I am just getting ready no not for this girl though with the lottery tonight and a jackpot of over 500 million I could buy a new rig and take trips when I wanted too! I have one ticket out of the millions sold so not a chance of it being me. I just hope a prize such as this goes to those who really could do some good with it. Ron says I would have family and friends coming out of the woodwork looking for handouts I remind him that if they didn’t enjoy me when I was poor they would hate me when I was RICH!

Well so much of my home is now painted still not done but well on its way and then it is time to add some color, the same, to the barn! Now lottery money would go to things like new barn shingles on the roof and a team to paint barn in one day not a year like I do it in. I would have a new lawn tractor with implements to remove snow, till the land and get rid of brush. A new chainsaw oh wait I would hire a man for that!

I have yet to place one plant into my space for an English Garden just been moving Ruggosa  Roses to different areas of the yard as a living fence, Lilac shoots added onto berm area Forsythia too. I want to dig up my Wisteria for the third time hoping it will be the charm to get it to thrive and bloom once again. The lawn is now coming in as are the wildflowers and last night he started mower for me and I did the upper yard and moved down by the river and the chain came off so there the mower sits in the lower yard now you know why I need a real TRACTOR.

Here are my beautiful but very tall Lilacs. When they are all done blooming and they have gone by out will come the small chainsaw and I will cut them back to maybe 5 feet tall.

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They are huge.  Reaching so far up I can no longer get many flowers for the home.

 

We trimmed that Pear tree too.   Yes it was full of blooms I showed you the Northern Flicker sitting in it on my other blog Folsom Mill Studio, we took 10 foot tall branches from the top half off they say to never do that to a Pear tree but what good it is if I have no ladder long enough to pick the fruit before they ripen on the tree and smash to the ground for yellow jacket bees to swarm.  I will make some yummy things this year with the fruit I will now be able to reach.   The Pear tree actually looks like a weeping fruit tree but the soil here is so rich I am sure it will be a monster needing attention next year too.

Well for the good stuff now.

This was the BEST MOTHER’S DAY for me.  Only 2 have been special the one the year Mike and I connected and this year as we reach a new level of understanding.  He is hoping to be heading this way soon as he fishes up his painting jobs and Artwork he has going on.  Yes Life Is Good!

So it is important for me to have it all done around this place should he come by to say hello I want it to be warm and inviting lol nesting 37 years later you got to LOVE IT!!

Missed most of you but with new reader working awesome I can once again get New Posts!

 

Hugs

Eunice

So very sad.

Such a beautiful day we had,  till this afternoon.

Sun was shining,  people from all over the world were running the Boston Marathon and the 26 miles of roadways were lined with happy cheering people.

Two bombs went off

A little eight year old has passed away before their life even began.

Tears shed by the world at large or those with hearts anyway.

The last mile was in memory for the children who were murdered in CT.

The poor first responders that were at the finish line  to help with fatigue after they had topped Heartbreak Hill and to give them a place to rest and fluids could not be ready for what took place here today.

What is wrong with the world today?

There are now armored personal carriers at our local hospital where I take Mom every 3 months for a check up I did a post on that pretty garden down the street from the same hospital  this is just simply another sad day in the history of the world and today was Boston’s turn.

Doctors are pulling ball bearings from people’s bodies.

A dirty bomb is used daily in many countries but this is Boston and it was gorgeous and just a perfect day for the runners.

In tears so sad saying prayers and sending out mad love to all those heroes that stopped the bleeding for so many to get them to help.

For those of you who live in countries where this has become so normal I am so sorry it is not what living is supposed to be like.

Please hug and love each other.

Lots of Meta going out to all

 

 

100 Hours in 10 Days

Well most of you know I went away, by myself,  on a journey.  Some may know the world of meditation sadly I was not one of them but maybe that was in the end  just what I needed to see for myself here at the Vispanna Meditation Center out on the Mohawk Trail,  in Western Massachusetts.

I was all packed on Monday for the trip I would start out on two weeks ago on a Wednesday afternoon.  The three of us drove together and when I arrived I was scared and in tears as I did not want to leave my family.  I figured it out I had not gone away by myself since I was on a scouting trip back when I was 16 or 17.  Having just had a birthday it is easy to figure out that was 40/41  years ago.   Wow as I write it down it somehow seems crazy but true.

I kissed them goodbye and told him to drive home safely.

As I stepped through the doors of the beautiful facility I was welcomed warmly.  I filled out a short form and went to talk with some others who had also arrived.  Some had been there before others were scared as I was.  When it is unknown we can find ways to worry can’t we.   We came from all walks of life as well as other countries.  We all had the same mission though to find peace within.

I went to my room with an  “Old Student” server and then I unpacked and made my bed with the sheets and blanket I was asked to bring from home.  The room was gorgeous.  The view I looked out upon was a pretty garden area  with small patches of snow here and there not the 3 and 4 foot snowbanks at home.

We were going to be served tea and a light meal of fruit and then meet in the Meditation Hall.  I had requested a chair for my back and knee and it and a floor cushion awaited me just inside,  along the wall.  There had to be 200+ men and woman who came to this room.  We were kept apart by just a row with no cushions.  The Men had a teacher and we had ours.  They would be the only ones we could speak to except for our assistant teacher when something important came up, remember this was a Silent Retreat.  We then heard a message from the man behind this all.  This type of meditation came through Buddha but so many different sects have branched off from this truer practice.

It was time for bed and I was once again all alone and missing home but wanting to be happy again, even more.

The days were laid out on a board over by the dining hall you always had a reminder of where you were supposed to be and what you should be doing  eating, sleeping or meditating.  A pretty bell would be rung at 4 AM to gently wake you then again 15 min. later a little louder to have you in the hall from 4:30  AM.     You could choose to stay in your room but the quiet of this huge hall in the early morning hours for me was so moving only when the distractions of coughing mediators got too loud for me did I decide to stay in my room and practice my lessons.

Breakfast at 6:30 AM  back in hall by 8:00 AM then lunch at 11:00 PM back to meditating 12:30 PM till 4 when tea was served with fruit oranges, apples and bananas.  We had 2% milk or soy choices as we were now eating pretty much a Vegetarian Diet.  After the night tea and fruit if you chose to eat it I think I may have had some 5 out of the 11 days there.  After the tea time we headed back into the beautiful hall and except for breaks we would be there till around 9:00 PM then head to our rooms for much need rest who knew how hard it would be to focus your thoughts not me but I can tell you each night I was drained.

The first four days I was at the center and sitting took a huge toll on my wrecked neck from the wreck I had been in and I never gave the neck a thought as my world had  gone ergonomic .  They did everything they could to make me comfortable so I could complete my course and for this I can not thank  them enough.

Day 4 was Easter and I was wanting home badly.  As I left my room and walked to the dining area I was met with an amazing sunrise yes many miles from the area I frequent and up in the woods but there it was. Purple and Pink filled the early morning view and I felt loved.  I ate what was offered had some tea and took a walk outside in the crisp morning air.

I took my Dad’s old coat as I headed for the hall with hopes of rolling it up to better support the neck and having lost Dad 9 years ago it made me feel his strength as it was a big part of who I really was.   I got situated and set about listening to my first true lesson in Vispanna Meditation.  I will never forget Easter Sunday 2013 what an amazing day!  I had such a peace engulf me while others panicked.  I guess I saw it as a true lesson and we would all have the same outcome for all the work we had put in but that is not how life seems to really work.

I will not share the whole course here as for those who want to experience it for themselves they should with no prejudgment from my experience.

Should you be in a place in life and wanting to feel alive and have a set of tools to deal with the reality of our world better go here to read about their mission, find centers and read the Code of Ethics.

Thank you to each and every one of you who had me in their prayers and thoughts I felt strength each time I was sure I would fail.  You are THE BEST FOLLOWERS!

Peace and Love to each and every one of you from the bottom of my heart which is now filled with so much love for who I am.

www.dhamma.org

If you decide to go get ahold of me and I will give you a list of other essentials you would be better off bringing I hope to give back by serving a group such as I was a part of we were amazing so strong and such a gift to have it just over 2 hours from me.

We Have Been Spending Time Here

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Trying to catch up on so much before I say good-bye.

Have clothes ready.

Trying to set up online store so prints can continue to sell without me.

Getting home ready to walk away is hard.

JT and I try to walk together three days a week a slow winters walk by the sea is always nice.

I will miss her so much her daddy and the cat too of course but they will not sit by the door and whine.

A friend offered to come walk her but Ron said he will do lots of things outside with her by his side.

I have left the cat before and  him but they know I will be back.  I have always had this little black

and white dog at my side funny how important they become in one’s heart.  My son when he did this

10 day retreat had to leave his pup too,  he said it was hard but he left her with friends and that JT was in good hands and

to go heal myself.

I will try to catch up on all the blogs I follow between now and the end of the month.

I hope you are all healthy and strong and waiting on Spring to arrive like me.

 

Miss you all

 

New England In Winter Wraps

Hi everyone.  No I am not lost but usually I shovel then suffer in pain but it is the workouts that have me seeing consistent success now at the scale on Tuesdays and is getting me closer to goal which will be a HEALTY weight never scrawny .  I need my strength to make it through my meditation as well as that new English Garden I will be working on if winter ever let’s go of her death grip up here.  No don’t worry just hard on old broken bodies but my sense of humor such as it is will get me to spring  oh and the rains!  Today NH is under the spell of another huge storm and why I am getting rains when others are getting twelve more, heavy wet inches of snow  I have no idea but you know I am so grateful for each and every drop for it is melting our snowpack and snow on the roofs is shrinking too he said it was too slippery to climb up yesterday which worried me with the weight of heavy wet snow ruining so many homes and businesses elsewhere.  Well I sold my conversion van and made another friend.  She too is an author with all of you here I follow and follow me I can surely get my three written!  I sold the van to get cash to fix my pick-up the one with the PLOW kind of late now as the birds are already singing their hearts out looking for the prettiest girls in town.  I will scrub hummingbird feeders again to make sure no dust has gotten into the bags I store them in and get the seeds started for my garden even if I have to grow in 5 gal. buckets or a pallet have you seen that on Pinterest?  I think this year I will even start Sunflowers in egg cartons or yogurt cups as I have plenty of empties and this way after the diet of black oil sunflower seeds I have been going through with my wildlife so far almost 400 lbs. of seed, they will not be able to dig up the ones I hide to line my yard with.  Hard to outsmart wildlife though I am sure something hungry will come for the green growth like us and our salad greens!

 

So how have you all been?  Life good or hard right now?  I love hearing from you all and that some of you are regular visitors to my Portfolio Blog  please me.  You can comment on any blog.  Tell me if you like certain photo or what you don’t like remember the only thing I have ever been a professional at is a driver, a big rig driver so you can help by chiming in .  Some of you know I have been selling my photos on FAA under  Eunice Miller  and that I even set up a Facebook page that will link my photographs I have placed for sale right to their site in most cases.  If you are artists that have begun to follow my blog thank you.  Blogging has made me a better photographer still not anything to write home about but me and my little Kodak Easy Share once in a while capture something pretty and moving to some besides me for which I am thankful for isn’t that why we decide to step out of our nice comfy spot at home and reach out to the world at large with art and words.  I would not have gotten to know you all had I not taken that very first step last Memorial Day weekend.  I am blessed by each and every one of you and I think you already know that by what we have shared.

 

Now it wouldn’t be a Living and Lovin  blog without a photo or two so this is what I have been thinking of

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My Lilacs in full bloom calling out to all the insects and pretty butterflies that adore them as much as I do even Ron loves them  JT loves to smell them she is a girl you know and all girls love pretty flowers.

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For the bees to arrive so my fruit trees will bless us and the wildlife who also love fruit.

 

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Now the Forsythia that are all over this place we call home are sure signs of SPRING arriving.

 

Now for this year along with the new English Garden area Ron will make me a sculpture as he was a welder for 35 years before retiring early with injuries.  I am thinking something in pretty copper but maybe a mix if they can be put together with the arc from his welding rod.  He is the pro so I will let him do his thing and praise the heck out of him because he is a good man to put up with me and so much sadness though it has gotten so much better since I have stopped hiding.  So look for a blog on his artist work in the future here.

I will also divide my Hostas  for an upcoming Garden Club Plant Sale in early May and take some new Lilacs and move them to my berm on the eastern side of my property  I will add some  shoots of Forsythia on berm as well because they will look beautiful as they grow and drape along this area with the Lilacs up above with a few little pretty shaped Pines.  It will provide me with Privacy yes but mostly block the Orange Fence(plastic snow fence) from my view while I sit and tend to my garden since I do not see her as ever taking it down,  even though it sits on the towns right a way.

So for now I will look and deal with the CRUD of Winter with visions of a beautiful spring!

 

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We will hang out by the sea a lot till them even on a lousy weather day we can always find a ray of hope here along the water’s edge.

 

Take care everyone and again stop in at anyone of my places here on the world-wide web, you are more than welcome.

 

Another Storm Brewing

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I took this photo yesterday along the river but facing out to sea.  It was beautiful over here, less wind then when JT and I tried to join her daddy on the ocean side, man was it cold and a very brisk wind.  Cold we can take but that constant wind is not good and I am bundled up, well  all but my weather-beaten face and to protect her from the harsh elements I have gone through my whole life,  we walked over here to take shelter from the storm that was brewing.

What a deceiving day.  It was so pretty to look at.  Made me what to shower and get dressed and head out with him.  I was down another two pounds on Tuesday weigh-in so I wanted to keep up the hard work.  Funny you see something working even if it causes pain I am the type that has always been tough and just pushed through it.  I am not saying it is smart , just saying more about who I am.

I have one month left before I leave and want to take in all my world has to offer.  I want to walk and spend time with them.  I will miss the three of them,  who share this home with me.  My son said he missed his pup but knowing she was with friends allowed him to take on the challenge himself so I will let go and trust.  JT loves me as much as Mike’s dog adores him but Mike does spend time during the day without his girl and JT is always beside me lol I am her person.  She watches over me and protects me even when I am not in danger so maybe after she gets over missing me for first few days she will become a dog again.   Something tells me we will be like that commercial that runs here,  of the lady coming back from war with her huge dog greeting her on the ground covering her with kisses, will also be played out here,  hell being on the floor meditating for 10 days 14 hours a day will have the ground being normal for me.  Wish me luck!  lol

 

OK back to the REAL STORM BREWING this morning I woke to a weather report saying maybe we would miss a big snowstorm Thank You for listening to my prayers this time now they say just three to four inches but wet snow this time.  JT loves catching snowballs she will be so happy.  Now I will show you a few photos from the river as the sea.  They are not my best and I am sorry I was freezing and will blame them on the wind!

Now look at the next pictures don’t them make it seem like it is just a beautiful day to SUNTAN

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Not a care in the world.

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A Loner lol no room for anyone else on this ones beach.

 

OK want to see some more again sorry shaking too much for really pretty ones but I am sure you will love them.

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Now the mighty Atlantic Ocean was really churning and so frothy.  The storm was still a twelve-hour ride away down in Virginia.   So I really thought we would be getting another NEMO like storm.  Looks can be deceiving right beautiful blue sky pretty colorful sea. BRRRRRRR

 

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Wind blown JT waits for me to throw a hefty stick to her.  No FRISBEE in these winds.

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Well you can see she is tiring of me and my photos time to go for a walk

 

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Have a nice weekend
 

 

Valentine’s Challenge — 14 Words

Originally posted on 20 Lines A Day:

A challenge in time for Valentine’s Day –

Enter as many times as you wish!   This is a carryover from a Facebook Virtual Event by Jodi Barnes which you are invited and encouraged to join … either posting here on 20 Lines, or Facebook, or BOTH so that we can all share and gorge ourselves on love.  For the Facebook project, the poems will be distributed on Valentine’s Day to strangers who may be in need of love and poetry.  And you can also do this project similarly where you live.

Here are Jodi’s rules:

Write a 14-word poem (doesn’t need to rhyme or take a specific form). Because “14 words” has a repulsive association with white supremacy, I’m ready to help turn “14 words” into one unifying hopeful piece of love for ONE WORLD, ONE RACE, ONE LOVE. Write 14 words about love–anything related to love, kindness, peace–and post it/them…

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JT’s Adventures ……part one

JT’s Adventures ……part one

JT Close-up

Well by now most of you know our JT (Jess-Tex) at least in photos.  She is our Border Collie and no we do not have a farm.

I have shared my life with fourteen dogs five of which were part of a litter that went on to new homes where they were adored family members.

This dog above was born at a friend’s home,  the male  her father was from Texas and they drove from Vermont to pick him up.  JT’s mother was a dog that was dropped off at their place in Vermont.  Gorgeous lighter Gray with white.  She was scared who knows the kind of life had she lead.

JT was like the runt with a not so perfect face marking and it was just her sister and her no one had chosen to be theirs.

Now I wanted no more dogs but here were the two prettiest faces begging to be loved.  I said I wanted both,  actually could not believe that came out of my mouth.  The daughter said she was taking the tri color one.  I was taking JT as long as they were both fixed,  I didn’t care.

The day we found her in the horse stall with her sister,  we had been camping with a three-year old great-niece  so we went home to NH but when I got to my house I called them and said I would be back up for the pup I had fallen in love with. Her husband was going to be in NH on a welding job so he brought the pup with him so we did not have to go all the way back to northern Vermont.

We bought a leash and collar as well as  bowl and water,  as it would be a long ride for a puppy and headed north.

We took the pickup truck with a bench seat so she could lay between us.   Funny as I look back six and a half years later  at that ride home.  She would lay her head on my leg then wander over to the passenger side for his leg.  She was trying to settle in on that big seat but wanted to be close to both of us,  her HERD.

We stopped often to walk her, and to let her have some water and then she was scooped up again and placed in the middle between us.    It is where she has always ridden till he bought this new truck with the big back seat.  All hersto be sure.

She had been born on Mother’s Day and  in October she took her first really long ride down to Georgia.  We went gold prospecting with a club he belonged to and she set about making many new friends that weekend.  It was really rainy and nasty,  creeks were swollen I was so glad this camping trip was in a cabin with a hot tub.

This pup has led a very interesting life to be sure.  She could have a blog of her own.

We no sooner got back from our trip to Georgia when we set in motion an epic cross-country trip  that would include sleeping out in the wild, in a tent for the month of December.  Not too worry we would be in Arizona and it is still warm right?

We bought an old RV and he made it road worthy and we were looking forward to an amazing journey together.    Then the gas prices soared so we scrapped the idea of taking the old beast back west where it had actually been made.  I looked for a van cheaper on gas and room for all we would need to bring with us.  I found a pretty cool looking Chevy van, a conversion van the kind with a bench seat that lays down and can be used as a bed.  We bought it from a group of men who used it  to go back and forth to New England Patriot football games.  Yes tailgaters.  It has a HUGE Patriots Loge on one whole window.  I never thought about the fact we were going to be in the Super Bowl and the game would be in Arizona!

What a trip that was from the start.  JT could feel the excitement.  I rented a place for our cat to go where,  she was to be treated like a Queen, for the money she better have been the center of attention.  He made a rack for the hitch, the fact he was a welder for 30 years came in handy.  On this rack we took the tool box off the pick-up and placed our clothes and tenting supplies as well has some dry goods like JT’s Food and dog bones.  We would be on BLM land and there would be no stores, no street lights, no phones.  JT would be the only one out of the three of us to do nothing but play as any pup will do.  They said rattle snakes would have taken cover as well as the other critters who live under ground,   I was hoping so.

So we loaded up and headed south, I had to say good-by and Merry Christmas to Mom on our way.  We opened our gifts and had a beautiful meal then loaded back into the van and headed out of New England.  Leaving what we thought  of winter behind us as well.

As we headed south through Massachusetts we heard a lot of horn blowing and people giving me the THUMBS UP  signs that was different for me having been in a big rig all those years and it was never a THUMB I got!  People were excited,  they saw the sign and our team was in the hunt for a ticket to the BIG GAME!  When we hit NJ the looks changed, funny how that works.

I stopped on the NJ Turnpike to top off of the gas tank when a big dark-colored Suburban pulls on the other side of the pump.  It had those really dark windows,  looking kind of sinister.  This is a place they pump for you, so as I am sitting and waiting I hear a horn beep then I see the black glass start to open  and there were four huge black men smiling at me I was kind of confused then one pointed to the SIGN on our window and said GO PATS!!!  They could have been players looking at the size of them!  It was like that the whole trip out. Just random strangers stopping us to congratulate our team on the playoffs  and wishing us well on our journey.  They all petted JT.  I swear more love was given to her that first year of her life.  No wonder she chooses humans over animals to play with.  She never new life as a dog.

 

more later on JT’s Adventures with us and her adoring fans

 

 

After My Son Was Gone

After I had my son there was no reason for me to stay in the hospital.  He was healthy and beautiful and nurses,  bless them,  kept bringing him in only to say OOPS, sorry, do you want to hold him?  I asked the doctor if I could get discharged,  he understood and said it would be OK,  good thing as I was going anyway.  I had things to do.

 

It was mid February and there had been snow. Mom came to get me as I had stayed the last 2 months at home and my car was there.  I was in a hurry to find an apartment.  I needed to get out of the family home,  no reason to cause them more pain seeing me each and every day in pain and tears.

 

I worked at  the factory where I had been for three years.  They had taken up a collection for me but I gave it all back except for some cash for new clothes.  I also took a job at a local gas station and worked 8 hours at both jobs.  I had to stay busy.  One of the young guys who worked at the station with me was looking to move so we found an apartment with 2 bedrooms and he worked days at the station and me nights.  I would come home at 11:30 PM and supper would be wrapped up in oven on warm.  It was perfect.  I left the station we worked at together and moved a half mile further down and worked for another station so I could do oil changes and brakes, more money.

For a year and a half  I did some heavy drinking on Sunday nights,  at a club out of town or at a friend’s house.  Loud rock music, draft beer I thought would help me get over him being gone,  it didn’t.  Friends,  mostly men and their girlfriends never said a word to me when I had come home without him.  Not sure how they felt but they knew a part of me had changed and pretty much died.

So after working sixteen hours a day and going out on Sunday nights for ten-cent drafts  I met a man.  He was 10 years older and a trucker.

He was divorced with visitation for the little boy they shared.  I am not saying that is why I dated him but in the end I am sure it is why, for a small, very small part for the reason I stayed over and over.

So just a year and half after kissing my baby goodbye I meet this man with a son.  He often tried to get visitation but the two of them him and his ex always fought usually over a lousy thirty-five dollar a week support check and she was already married to a bank president.  I saw this as crazy,  what was right was right. Share as the courts ordered it.  So I was the go between,  driving down to pick him up this cute little four-year old boy.  Him and I had a blast while he was  with me till his father got out of work and picked him up.  He had ben trying to buy a home, and get back on his feet it had been two years since they had divorced.  She had five children from her first husband .  I made assumptions I would later realize were wrong and it could have cost me my life in the end.

 

So I dated  him on and off for three years.  Off because there was a lot of abuse.  I would walk out and move he would promise never again and I wanted to believe him, I wanted to be loved.  Not liked, loved.

After three rough years with some good fun and some very horrible days  he asked me to marry him.  I said no. He begged me to give him a chance and that he would never hit or kick me again.  I looked in his eyes and saw tears and thought he was being truthful.  I said yes alter knowing him for more than 3 years but less than four.  The night we went to get married he was in tears,  not me.

I know I was younger by ten years and I worked with lots of men.  I was going to driving school for big rigs too, so I could run a rig with him.  He was drinking more and more,  no I am not making an excuse just stating a fact.  He was changing and I was newly married.  I was not married three weeks when he beat me so bad I walked a local highway for twenty-five miles, hours walking and crying. I had a few truckers pull over to ask if I was OK and if I needed a ride.  I was a young blonde girl , in tears and they may have been nice but I kept walking.  No cell phones back then and when I got to an exit Mom is who I called.  Poor Mom grand baby gone, daughter bloody and bruised, but who else could I call?

Mom brought me home to their home and I washed up.   I had left our home and everything I owned behind.  Mom asked what he did after he was done beating me and I told her he had left for the road.  She drove me to a local Ford dealer who made me another key for my pick up I had left behind, he had the keys, and she took me up to get my things and truck.  Dad changed my ignition and the man I used to babysit for had a steering wheel tool, The Club he gave me as he would be able to get the door open.  I actually never thought I would see my husband again but sadly it was not the end of it.

 

I was out front of my parents home with my aunt and he came racing up to the house and before I knew what had happened he had my by my hair trying to drag me to his car.  My Mom and Aunt screamed at him to leave me alone and to leave before the police were called.  Why was no one on the phone already?   He finally took off when he saw I was not going willingly.

Again I stayed back home found a new job this time driving a truck by myself.  I was loving life.  Yes married but no word from him.

I went out Friday night with friends after two weeks on the job and a pay check for  two beers.  We were listening to a great band when up walks my husband and again grabs me by the hair and proceeds to drag me through a club and out the door,  no one stopping him.  Once outside one of my friends pushed him and he fell,  we were sober he was not.  Police were called but so was he by then.

 

It was nine months later when he waits at the top of my parents roads and waits to see me pull in.  He gets out and I yell for Mom to call the police.  This is crazy, she cares what the neighbors think.  Me I just want to live.

 

He comes up and says he is  sorry,  as I walk backwards he begged me to listen.  He said he was so sorry.  He also proceeds to tell me he has not touched a drop of alcohol  since the last time he saw me to which I jump in and say ” You mean when you dragged me by the hair out of a local club?”  He swore things would be different.  He swore he loved me.  Yes you know what I did,  I went back.  We were good for 6 months and he started having a  beer or two.

 

Now all this time apart you would think I was getting stronger but no just the opposite I was lost after I placed my baby for adoption wanting to be loved I kept believing  him and when he would tell me no one else would ever want me or love me I eventually believed this as well.

 

We had some nice days together but really more bad than good.  I stayed another 10 years in this odd marriage of a sad lady and a drunk man.  It is a recipe for disaster.  We had his son living full-time for maybe five years of our marriage and he was also physically and verbally as well as emotionally abused.   One night after his Dad was horrible to him he picked up the phone no not to call the police but to call his brother and he moved out.

 

We had two rigs I drove one him the other.   I drove local and he was on the road.  I had peace till he arrived home.

 

I met him in the end of 1978 and in May of 1995 I called the police on him for the very first time.  He had held a loaded gun to my head and told me I smelled to good to have been in a rig all day. I asked him to put the dogs out before he killed me so they would not see me like that.  He lowered the 44 cal. pistol   and poured himself another drink.  He had made it up to almost two fifths of Canadian Club on a drinking day.  When he passed out I hid the gun.  I told him he was to LEAVE NOW and to GET OUT.  I   called the police and they escorted him from the home.  I went the next day and got a retraining order on him.  A year later the judge told him to watch me leave the court room,  as I was the best thing he ever had in his life and he had destroyed me as well.

When I received my divorce decree,  I was given a permanent restraining order  against him.  Funny I guess no one read his to him.  A year to the day he showed up here wanting to say Hi.  I yelled from the door ” I’m calling the police!  ”  he walked out of the yard and I have never laid eyes on him again.  I also gave him all the so-called friends and I set about rebuilding my life.  Working hard,  giving love another chance to ending that after  eight years, on my terms.  It was time to make my life for me and a few years  after being alone,  the one man I always loved walked back into my life.  I am so blessed.

 

I now know why I made it.  I had Angels watching over me through all the beatings and the insanity of me sticking it out , till a gun was pulled.    I am strong.  I made it when so many lost their lives loving the wrong person,  better yet not loving themselves.  I now know I stopped loving me the day I signed on that bottom line letting my baby go to a home where I would not be. I knew what I did for that couple  with no baby of their own was good but I hated myself that day so why would anyone ever love me, really love me.

 

So now that my son and I have found each other and he knows I always loved him and he loves me I can finally let go of the pain of loss and begin to live  again.

I am working on  accepting the fact that I  deserve happiness though  it doesn’t come easy for me.  Funny how it all comes together after a 32 year detour  but it has and I am so very  happy to share my world with the love of my life and my son and my two cute pets and all of you.

 

I am so blessed.

 

A Frisky Cat As Storm Arrived

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She is playing Peek A Boo.   I better watch out she is 12 and now acting like a kitten again.   I am blessed with such beautiful animals but I bet you may have heard me say that already, sorry

 

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When Mom gave us her cats old tower I never thought ours would love it as she does.  Her cat and ours are the same age but I think Mom said he didn’t like it anymore because she is 77 and not up to chasing him around much anymore.  This toy was attached to the huge tower and as you can see our little girl is full of playfulness

 

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She is watching me take her photos and really waiting for me to wiggle it again so she can KILL IT

 

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THE LOOK!  I better watch my hands and face

 

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She has now turned away from me and her toys and is watching all those pretty Chickadees, Nuthatches, Blue Jays, Juncos, Finch and pretty Red Cardinals.  The birds are loving that an area has been cleared of two days worth of snow and I have spread on top of the snow some fresh seed for the ground eaters.

 

Not sure if I told you this cats story I must get my scanner plugged in so I can show you her and her sister who an old boyfriend saved from a woman who was going to do away with.  Yes kill.  He came home from work and walked in with a picnic basket I looked at him kind of strange and he said I brought you something.  How nice a basket for me to fill with goodies he wants me to cook oh I love those kinds of gifts no really this was very odd flowers all the time picnic baskets no.

 

He sat it down on the couch and he told me to check it out and when I opened it there were two tiny 3 or 4 week old kittens huddled together inside, scared.  I had lost my 15  year old cat not long before and missed Rocky so much.  These two had the same markings but this ones sister was Gray.  They were so beautiful.  They did everything together.  They would climb up us and knead our clothes and suck on our clothing,  they missed their Mommy and I would need to get their food soft enough for them to lap up.  I also started giving them a quarter size of Half and Half this kitty up above still 12 years later knows when my coffee is ready she gets her treat.

Now when he brought these two home  we had 3 of my dogs still alive plus I told him to bring his dog over to join my family pets.  I have to tell you these four dogs were the most gentle dogs I have ever seen.  My three were hunting dogs, Springer Spaniels and his was a mix which was the goofiest  dog I had ever met.  Just a happy go lucky dog he was  sort of like his owner.  Add laughter here.  Now back to the two kittens when the dogs would come in wet they would lay for hours licking the dogs paws dry.  I am serious this place I live is amazing.  They were lost when all 3 dogs were put down at 13 to 15 years old somehow they all got so old their lives were spent in horrible pain and they were ready.  I went maybe a year or two without a dog it was hard.

 

Now for the sad part just after we brought JT home from a farm in VT all of us were out playing in the yard the two cats, the puppy and us.  It was end of June and cats stayed out for hours running the yard or sunning themselves.  When we went in for the night I yelled for the two cats Rhythm and Blues to come in yes they were cats but came when called just like they were dogs.  Rhythm came running and Blues didn’t that was odd they were always joined at the hip.  I yelled for her over and over and the current man in my life (last man) said she will be back but she never was.  She was the most loving of the two and adored the dogs had she had a run in with a Fisher Cat or a Fox I didn’t know about the Coyotes being out back, back then.  Ron said he had seen a huge Owl as well.  They were smaller type barn cats.  We have Hawks too.  The worst part,  night after night for me,  was calling out to see if I could hear her cries, I never did. It tore me to pieces the not knowing what had happened to our loving and trusting cat.

So this cat above now follows me like she is a dog.  She stays with us on walks like she knows.  With the snow for last few days she has not wanted to go out not sure if it the deep snow on her feet or the winds kicking up a scent of something evil lurking close bye but I am happy she choose to spend more time inside with us.  I know she is old now but cats can live a lot longer than dogs so I am hoping for more days with her up upon her new cat tower.

 

When her and JT are no longer here with us there will be no more pets for me,  I just can’t the GOODBYES.

PS I forgot to tell you at twelve she still wants to knead our clothing and suck on us  kind of odd but I do allow it till her claws start to poke my skin  then she is placed beside me much to JT’s disgust she is not like the other dogs in my past she doesn’t like to share.

 

 

 

 

Christmas With Grandma

Originally posted on A Daily Thought:

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English: Photo of Jonathan G. Meath portraying Santa Claus. Date approximate. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I remember my first Christmas adventure with Grandma.  I was just a kid.

I remember tearing across town on my bike to visit her on the day my big sister dropped the bomb:  “There is no  Santa Claus,” she jeered.  “Even dummies know that!”

My Grandma was not the gushy kind, never had been.  I fled to her that day because I knew she would be straight with me.  I knew Grandma always told the truth, and I knew that the truth always went down a whole lot easier when swallowed with one of her “world-famous” cinnamon buns.  I knew  they were world-famous, because Grandma said so.  It had to be true.

Grandma was home, and the buns were still warm.  Between bites, I told her everything.  She was ready for me. “No Santa Claus?”…

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From another who knows true love

Originally posted on Collies Of The Meadow:

299567_2550543367602_772842029_nTrevor Forever with Tigger……

“If you open your heart to let dogs in, you will eventually be blessed with a once in a lifetime chum. It isn’t that you love your others dogs any less, but rather you love this one special animal more. The bond between the two of you is stronger, the connection deeper, the understanding clearer.”
-Kristina Marshall from FOREVER FRIENDS

I have been blessed with three of them whom I have lost.. I have my fourth one now…..Trevor Forever is perhaps the most unusual and unlikely collie to be one of these dogs…. in a kennel in a barn till 5, he then ran free in a outside kennel with lots of friends till 7… then he came to me and adopted me….  I can;t imagine what he would’ve been if he could’ve been with us from the time of being a pup…… this picture speaks…

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BIG ONE

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Big dog right?

Loved as you can see.

This dog loves to play but on this day in the pouring rain, where I had entered JT into two rounds of Disc Dog play,  this Great Dane had spent the day either taking cover in the back of his owners posh van.  Then he popped out to check out the action on the field.

I love BIG DOGS

Not so much the small barking ones,  well I love ALL DOGS but not for ME.   I love happy dogs that are quiet.  JT does bark like a dog should danger appear in our yard,  in the form of an animal posing danger NOT THE TURKEYS  and BIRDS, but any human even if she knows then will receive a bark,  one barks says Hello I know you and the other Mom you better get here quick and yes I do know the difference.

I have owned two Great Danes.

My first was my ex-husbands , half-sister (first time I had ever heard that term) Great Dane puppy  who had bitten her.  Oh joy he was bringing back to our home a dog with an anger issue.  This was in 1979.  The pup, HUGE AS HE WAS came bounding out of his caddie  heading straight at me!  I had never seen a dog so big but said “Hi Sasquatch” (Big Foot).  His sister at least was cool about naming her dog,   a cool and very appropriate name.  He ran up and almost knocked me down!  A very happy go lucky, though rambunctious soul he was, boy you should have seen him skate across those hardwood floors, guess the ex never gave the home a thought when it came to this beautiful dog.

It only took a few days for us to get used to each others routine.  He ate like a horse!  He would come in to wake me each morning by gently grabbing my forearm,  gentle he was but I was still covered in Black and  Blue marks. The ex was on the road a lot back then and I was only living with him then and was not working so it was a perfect time to train this dog properly.  I have to say I never saw a mean gesture from this pup but  happy tail could leave a nasty bruise though.  I would attempt to walk him many times each day I say attempt as he mostly walked me!  What a sight we must have been to the passerby. A young blonde with this HUGE BLACK DOG leading her around.  How I loved Sass.

It was the following year on an early October day when I had to go do something and I wasn’t going to be long but there really wasn’t enough room in my Pinto for him to stay in for more than a few minutes.  Usually he took my small car to work and left the Caddie but today he had not.  So I dashed out leaving him on his run, we had 5 acres and I would only be gone a couple of hours.

I came home and Sass was gone.  I yelled his name I called and called for him and no dog returned.  I cried and cried I did not know what to think.  We had had a freak 2 inches of snow and I was praying a neighbor had welcomed him in or my ex had come home and taken him with him.  When he came in from work with no Sass I was destroyed what would he do out there all alone in the snow with no dinner.   I called every agency as well as every vet, I put up signs with his photo.  Seems there was a group of thugs that were stealing dogs from their yards and police told me that he was probably a victim of foul play.  You know I would take rides at night and call out for him.  All day my eyes searched the roads and fields for him.  As Halloween approached I prayed that who ever took him would open the door to pass out candy and he could make his escape.  I had so many sleepless nights and even dreamed one time that I found him wasted away,  skin and bones with white paint on him dripping in the rain, like they tried to cover up the big beautiful black dog I loved so much.  Yes loss of a pet affects me to my core.  People have nicknamed me Ellie May you know like the Clampets.  I just love animals so very much and just always want the very best for them.

My Uncle called to say there was a Great Dane he knew of that was being mistreated and would I be interested in giving him a home.  There started the life I lead with dogs needing love and a little food isn’t that what we all need?

His name was Brutus though he was so sweet and walked beside me so sweetly and he adored me as much as I did him.  He knew there would be no more beatings.  He got to live out his life with me till his hips caused so much pain I had to have him laid to rest.  Yes it was hard but seeing him yelp in pain I could not do anything about was even worse.  So I held him and told him I loved him so much and said goodbye.

We were now without any pets and I married him abusive as he was I begged him to sell his home so we could buy a rig and hit the road I was praying the drinking and abusive behavior he dealt out to me would stop if we were busy driving 20 hours a day but that is a story for another day.  It is so hard to share my life with you  as so many tears fall as I try to clear my heart of pain by letting go of all of it.  It is why I dwell on the pretty stuff.

Thanks for checking out the Big Beautiful Dane above  and hearing the story about the two special ones, who shared their lives with me, even though it was too short of a time.  I know they loved me too.

Me and My Little Camera Won!

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No not really a competition for photographers,  this day was all about the dogs but him with his BIG CAMERA, didn’t capture THIS FACE!  I was far away using zoom on a day it was pouring out too boot.  While waiting for my little girl to compete, in her very first Toss and Catch competition I filled in hours of waiting with taking photos of  the most expert of dogs doing their thing but JT won 1st and 4th on her two tries,  yes we were so proud of her and the patience she showed that day was amazing! She laid and watched all that went before her.  What a special dog she is but have you ever heard of a Border Collie who sits still,  lol we still smile at the very thought of that rainy day.

Take your dog out sun or rain they don’t mind honest,  they just want to play with you.

 

 

The Full Moon Is Coming

The article below is not written by me but I wanted you all to read it and let it soak deep within you who are moved by our Sun and Moon and the Earth we share.  With what I have been going through and what I am soon to take on as a challenge to myself in order to heal and be the best I can be I do feel hope.  So many in pain now, so much loss around this world of ours we all need to live in Peace and Harmony we really do.  We need to be good to our Earth for it is all we have.  Some will think it is silly but really give it a chance read slowly take it in it can not hurt you.

Then go out and look to the sky and watch as this event happens feel the power and let it move you to be your best.  You all know I love sunrises and sunsets for their beauty and the proof I made it another day as did you.

Enjoy the Moon in all her beauty my wish is for all of us to have a clear enough sky to watch the show

Love to all of you now here is what I copy and pasted down below:

 

 

The full moon with a lunar eclipse is Wednesday, November 28 at 7:46 AM MST (Mountain Standard Time). This is a very potent moon and the eclipse is a marker for deep change. Celebrate. Do something higher centered and involving art or music or nature or love. Engage in physical life fully and appreciate every moment. This is a good moon to pray for what you want. There is a window of manifesting something of the heart, something new you never thought you could have.

This moon launches the final stretch of preparation for a new cycle to begin. Between now and the winter solstice on December 21 is a crucial time of letting go, revisiting priorities, separating yourself from what is not in your best interest, and reaching for a higher vibration in all things. Think of this time as the final exams before graduating from whatever group of lessons we agreed to as represented in the current cycle.

The new cycle will be like starting a new school; a lot of unknowns and some degree of excitement, anxiety and uncertainty as well as a commitment to do your best. Meet it with enthusiasm and openness instead of fear. And be as prepared as possible.

Blessings,

Lena

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Written by Patricia Liles
Contact her at PATLILES@aol.com

Full Moon Lunar Eclipse    
Sun in Sagittarius ~ Moon in Gemini 6º
Wed. Nov 28 2012 7:46 AM MST (2:46 PM GMT)

We’re all being challenged.  We’re all being supported.  We’re all letting go of the old way.  We’re all reaching toward the new.  All systems reset during the weeks of eclipse energy between the New and the Full Moon alignments of the Sun, Moon, and Earth – our Creator, our Receiver, and our Home making us more malleable and open to the gifts made available to us now.  How willing are you to relax your grip on the baggage you’re carrying and lift your open hands to the sky?  Surrender and Receiving could be the big themes of duality-loving Gemini’s Full Moon energy.  Gemini/Sagittarius carry strong mental focus.  Gemini loves communicating, connecting, informing, and Sagittarius wants expansion of our horizons and beliefs through exposure to foreign influences, religious ideas, and seeking of wisdom.  Teaching and learning are emphasized here.  Mercury rules this Moon chart and has been retrograde for weeks drawing us inward and insisting we follow the mental roots deep into our core and draw up those experiences that expose the basis of the way we think.  Mercury turning direct on Nov. 26 and moving forward will continue to facilitate those mental level transformations that support our global shift.  Look down, is your ticket marked ‘deep intense personal transformation’?  I thought so.  Well, you’re in the right place at the right time.

Many of the planets are joining up into big patterns to strengthen their message and pressure for growth.  Mars has met up with Pluto at 8º Capricorn; Mars says, ‘lets see what adding a little heat, anger, and action will add to moving this planet along into the next level of consciousness.’  Last week held some pretty spicy moments as Mars stripped the lids off more than one smoldering pot.  Neptune is forming a T-Square with the Sun/Moon so it can be a little slippery which reality we want to be in.  We can still operate like our ‘old’ selves, but there’s an ever stronger, powerful pull toward what we are becoming.  The web of interconnected life is becoming ever more obvious and tangible.

Venus is briefly together with Saturn in Scorpio, so issues of relationship negotiation, finances, and ingrained self-esteem patterns are big areas for lessons to manifest.  However, Saturn is involved with something bigger – a Thor’s Hammer configuration that I’m becoming more sensitive to because they are appearing more and more frequently in the recent Moon charts.  Considered a stressful, dynamic formation, it wields a tremendous amount of power and clout.  It can either throw you completely off-balance or put a powerful tool in your hands that you will have to direct with your Full attention.  Pallas Athena, our creative intelligence and connection to our sense of social justice and energetic healing arts, is joining Vesta, our keeper of inner spiritual knowledge.  The two of them are creating this ‘hammer’ with Saturn to focus and direct their sublimated sexual energies for transformation and rebirth.

Venus, at the same time, at 8º Scorpio, is forming a Finger of God involving the over-heated, Mars/Pluto combo and the eclipsing Full Moon.  A Finger of God or Yod acts like a catalyst and with the Moon in Gemini as focal point we may feel emotionally inspired, quickened and connected or nervous and a little too jittery to enjoy the moment and all the trans-formative energy available here.  But again, it will emphasize those Venusian areas of ‘relationship negotiation, finances, and ingrained self-esteem patterns’.  And with a Finger of God, what comes up may or may not be your issue, but you can act as a vehicle for triggering others around you catching their anger ball.

In the background, we still have strong harmonious support from all the water signs joined in a Grand Trine providing us with the emotional receptivity and soothing support we desperately need in these highly transformative times.

When you see so many formations in a chart, with both stressful and supportive overtones, it conveys the feeling that something bigger than the personal is unfolding directed by the order of the universe.

As we rise up to meet this new level of consciousness and evolve our ancestral patterning, we are offered tremendous support for our courage to burst through the secure and familiar and step into the jelly-like energy where so much creativity exists.   (Comfortable, no-exhilarating, yes!) With the simultaneous closing of so many megacycles and calendars – Hindu, Hopi, Mayan, etc., this magnificent energy comes through each of us personally while the larger, collective dynamic evolution unmistakably takes place.

Ceres, largest of the asteroids and recently promoted to a dwarf planet, embodies the energy of the Great Mother.  Her nourishing, life and death cycle influence has an interesting role in this Full Moon chart as she is the missing link that creates both the Grand Trine of emotional support with the water signs and simultaneously forms a powerful on-going, T-Square (that we will see again in April) with the volatile Mars/Pluto and Uranus square.  As these two heavies are the real sources of planetary evolution operating now, and Ceres is activating them in T-Square, let’s ask ourselves, ‘how would Mother Nature direct our planetary evolution?’

Here’s how the Dali Lama replied when asked in a public appearance why he didn’t fight back against the Chinese.

“Well, war is obsolete, you know.” Then he paused and said, “Of course the mind can rationalize fighting back… but the heart, the heart would never understand.  Then you would be divided in yourself, the heart and the mind, and the war would be inside you.”

The penumbral eclipse of the Moon is visible in Europe, eastern Africa, Asia, Australia, the Pacific Ocean and most of North America.

12/13 New Moon in Sagittarius 1:41 AM MST and big meteor shower,      the Geminids

12/21 Winter Solstice, Sun enters Capricorn 4:11 AM MDT

12/28 Full Moon in Cancer 3:21 AM MST

Written by Patricia Liles.  Contact her at PATLILES@aol.com

TRUCKING the last years

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My Last Rig

It has been a very long time since I looked at this photo.  I used to miss this truck so much, then it was the girl  I was, who had gone missing.

Let me tell you some background since a few have asked about the days I spent behind the wheel of an 18 Wheeler(this one has 22 ) .

So much happened before I became a trucker, guess you would surmise that,  as young girls really did not drive tractor-trailer trucks  in the mid to late 70’s,  well not in New England especially.

So do I begin here with this time period in the photo or go from the start?

I think I will do this blog from just before  the time I bought her till I said goodbye,  as there really is an awful lot for this  story.

I was divorced in 1995  and as part of the settlement of OUR THINGS   I had a choice to make.  Let’s see he had already just got rid of the truck he drove,  he actually gave it back to the bank with less than a year to pay on it.  He was drinking so heavy daily and I could not drive  TWO TRUCKS so he did what he did.  I insisted we split the days up with  him driving my rig(not this one) Monday,Wednesday and Friday which would leave me Tuesday and Thursday and most Saturdays.  At the time I was hauling rubbish back and forth from Roxbury,  MA to different landfills and trash to energy plants here in New England.

Things were getting worse living with him.  I never thought they could get any worse and there came a point when I had the police remove him from the home.  I had finally had too much.  Lost so much. I signed a restraining order  and told them he could come for the rig, with police.

It took a year before the final day in front of the judge.  All I wanted was the house, 4 dogs and my 68 Camaro and my Ford Pickup Truck.  He could take EVERYTHING ELSE!

In the time I sent him away,  I found a job driving for a local company.  I was now driving a Dump Truck.  Worked 10 hours a day and finally had a life but  not much money compared to owning my own rig but I was happy, really happy.  I actually looked forward to doing my hair and climbing into that Orange Mack daily.

When the judges final decree was sent he gave me everything I wanted. The house, dogs and vehicles.  Now how could I pay the house payment on a weekly paycheck, as an employee,  I really couldn’t.

My Dad knew I worked for a seasonal company so he gave me an old 1974  Mack to drive.  He paid for the registration and fuel and insurance and I paid him back weekly.   I worked that truck for probably 9  months and even put some cash away.  The Mack had a lot of issues being so old and finally she just could not go on the road anymore so if I was to truck I had to go shopping and quick!

I had a job to haul containers of beer from the pier in Boston or trailers from the rail yards in Alston.  I poured through books and found a place in CT that sold used trucks.  I saw the tractor in the photo above and thought she would be a good enough rig for me to begin again.  The man who owned the place was impressed with my knowledge of trucks see he threw questions at me to check, I was a female.  I had to prove to him I owed nobody anything after the divorce except my mortgage company and that the home was mine and not the ex-husbands.  So he put a paper plate on it and told me to take it up to NH and drive it haul a few loads and show it to my Dad to make sure it would be a good choice for me, and then bring him the decree so he could see what the judge had written.

I went straight to my parents home from CT which was just under 2 hours away and showed them what it looked like and then Dad hopped into the driver’s seat and off we went for a test drive  just as I had when I was 18 in a car he brought home for me.  He liked it and then we switched seats and I drove.  It was the first time I had ever taken my Dad with me in a rig, Mom had been several times but now it was time to show my Dad how over 2 mil. miles had made me into an awesome though fearless driver.  He loved the ride!   He said it looked like a solid truck for what I was hauling and that I drove it like a professional.   I could not be happier.  He asked if I needed any money and I told him no you see it was $1,000.00 down and a payment each month for 2 years and she would be mine.   That was 1996,  late in the year.

I hauled the beer and goods for maybe a year then I got antsy I wanted to haul the heavy loads again.  This truck did not have a double frame or a wet system.   I traded my Camaro for a Wet System which consisted of a pump and a tank which  held Hydraulic  fluid  and hoses and fittings.  This poor truck with her big Cummings Motor was going to set out to do the impossible,  just as it owner.

I hooked up with old friends and started hauling Bark  Mulch from a place in Maine all the way to Cape Cod and places in between.  I loved the work and the places they sent me as so many others would hit everything but the lottery in the customers yards that they started to request the Blonde Girl who was a great driver!  Everywhere I went I got smiles and waves from people.  See I was an oddity still and we were now in the late 90’s.

Bark Mulch was seasonal so I had to find steady work I had not only a home to pay for but a truck.  I hooked up with another friend in the rubbish business and started to haul four loads a day for him 6 days a week.   I now had Sunday’s to play with the dogs in the yard while the truck was washed and oiled changed for the next week of work.

I hauled garbage till it just became too expensive to keep tires on it with going in and out of a landfills  and hooked up with a Spring Water company.  It was now 1998 winter again and this would be my first experience hauling a tanker down off the top of a mountain with snow and ice.  I was scared,  very scared about stopping at that stop sin at the bottom, why do they do that anyway!

I worked that whole winter of 1998 and then in 1999 the real fun began.  I never got sleep I just napped in between loads. I hauled 3 to 4 loads of water, weighing out at 103,000 pounds back and forth to bottling companies, you see the country was getting ready for Y2K, which would happen  in the  year 2000, when the world would change as we knew it.  We hauled thousands of gallons of water,  as there were 10 other drivers doing the same thing for the company I worked for.  Stock piled water filled these places with fear about what would come of  the computers of our world and all the machines run by them.

As we all know we were really fine,  doom and gloom never came to be.  They would have a slow down in production so it was time for a much-needed vacation!

I parked this rig, tanker attached and locked up safe and sound and headed to FL where else would a girl go who loves the sea.  I took 3 dogs as one had passed away and the cat and boyfriend at the time and headed to his Aunts place for a little rest.  It was while I was there we decided it was where I wanted to be.  Get rid of the house go back home and get my rig and start a new life where things were no so hard on me or the equipment.  I could find work anywhere.  So we left the dogs and cat there with his Aunt and I was heartbroken as I headed north but I would be back in 2 weeks with everything I wanted to start all over again with.

We made it back  as planned I left the house for mortgage company to deal with as they refused to take the ex’s name off and set about finding my own place to call home.

So  I spent  most days in the beginning  when we got down to Florida getting caught up on sleep and sun tanning and playing with  my dogs, who were now 10.    I finally got the bug to really drive again so I hooked up with a company to haul empty cans to bottling companies along the east coast of Florida,  you see I loved the Gulf Coast .  My rig was getting a much deserved rest as well,  loads were so light I had to keep checking in the review mirrors  to make sure I still had the trailer hooked to it.   Life was GOOD,  it really was the best. I was so very happy, finally, the year was 2000.

Well around August I received mail from the company holding the loan on my home.  It seems they didn’t want it either and had given it to me free and clear only stipulation was I had to live in it.  I was shocked to say the least.  They asked me to go back to the home I loved so much in the woods of NH and lock the doors as I had left it cleaned out and spotless with doors unlocked for potential buyers.  Now what go back, start again I didn’t want to.  I liked it here in Florida  but some of my dogs were buried there,  it was home.  At this point I was tired of making decisions really on my own as the boyfriend at the time was younger than me and OK with me doing it all. Yes I am now sadly aware that was who I was and nothing to do with him.

I decided I would go home alone with him and the pets but no rig.  It was an old truck now,  pretty and in great shape but not for another season of hard,  nasty weather.  I placed a For Sale sign in the back window and within days a man approached me and asked if he could check it out which he did and bought it with CASH.   I had lots of money to pay his Aunt’s bills up to date, pay my brother cash I owed him  and fuel for the van and enough to live on upon getting back to NH where I would also have to put electric on, fill the propane and hook up TV and internet.

We packed everything back into a U Haul,  kissed everyone good-bye.

We were coming home.

I miss that truck and the freedom she gave me out on the roads but you see I finally get that there is more than one chapter in this woman’s life.

Time to LIVE IT!

the beginning and the middle will come with time STAY Tuned

Good Morning

Just want to pop in before the week gets crazy for all of you baking and cooking up a storm or running off to catch a plane.  I wanted to thank each and every one of you for following and or liking my space here with you.  This is a  wonderful time of the year. A time to give THANKS for all we have.  Times are really tough not only here in the US but sadly around this world.  I pray daily for this world to live in Peace and Harmony.

I hope you will make memories here in the states with your family and friends.  That you travel safely to and from your homes.

You see it  is coming upon the day my life changed with one rear-end collision.

I had spent Thanksgiving at my parents home with my brother and his family also attending.  We left early as I had to drive a dump truck the following day/  A girl has to work you know.  So I did I trucked probably 13 loads that day for the boss and then met up with my boyfriend at the time and his boss.  They asked if I wanted to go to the Casino.  I really did not want to go I had been driving all day in heavy equipment which can beat you up pretty badly.  Seems they had discussed going for a few hours long before I showed up.  Men!  Well neither of them had rights to drive a car so in the end I said I would go for a few hours, two-hour trip down maybe five hours there figuring that would be enough time for them to lose all their cash, me I love games of chance but work so hard for my money and am so responsible that I take just $50.  This night we left at 8:00 PM from his boss’s home and headed south to CT.  We were going to Foxwoods.    We made good time as there really was no traffic due to it being a holiday weekend.  I went in with them and watched for a little while then I placed $20 into a One Armed Bandit machine,  SLOTS  I like the lights flashing and the sounds that come from them but not how they suck you into feeding them more and more hard-earned money.  So I played that $20 for all she was worth till it was gone then told the men I was going to get some sleep out in our conversion van.  I slept till his boss who was also tired wanted in to sleep as well.  I fell back to sleep till about 4 AM and wanted to head north so I went in search of the boyfriend.  I found him glued to a Poker Machine and I said we wanted to head home.  He answered “but I’m up $500!”  I laughed and said “good as we could use the extra cash for heating and Christmas”.  Not happy but not having a license he had no choice but to cash out and make his way with me home.  The dogs would need to go out by the time we got back.  We had 3 of them.

Now we are all in the van and getting ready to leave the parking area and I  make plans to go to the coffee shop a DD at the next light.  While sitting in our new van at a Red light we were rear-ended by a Casino Tour Bus doing 35 mph or more.  I went unconscious upon impact his boss’s eardrum blew as he was laying down on back bench seat and boyfriend was pinned for a moment in the passenger side.  No air bags deployed who knew they did not when you are hit from behind.  Every seat that was being used by us snapped upon impact.  No none of us had seat belts on as we were just going into a local coffee shop for a cup for the ride home.  I would have broken left leg and two thigh bones had I k=not been thrown to the rear of the van.  My left calf is still HUGE after 12 years.  Knee is still torn to pieces not to say a thing about my back.  The two of them who stayed in their seats healed over time but I am left with injuries and memories of a night just the day after showing many thanks.

It was 4 years later the doctors sat me down and said I would probably never drive a Big Rig again and on my Birthday.  Such a very sad day for me. I tear up still with just going back to that day.

 

So now 12 years later I am alive and very thankful to be. So many things in my life would be so different had that accident not occurred I know that now but it was still a long 12 years.

So really pay attention while out there not only to your driving but put down the phone and pay attention my parents almost lost me that day and it was the bus driver on the phone.

 

No pretty photo for this post as there really was none.

I have made up for it this past 6 months with all of you.  Thanks for being there when I needed you the most.

XO

Eunice

Treasure Found Here

Draw Down

Draw Down

We went for a walk

He with the machine to hunt for lost items, his treasure.

Me with JT and the Easy Share.

JT and I walked one way he the other but I found something I knew would help him in his search.

A rope swing!

It is down on the left side of this river where when it is full it is close to the lake.

We stopped to tell him and he headed that way swinging his machine, picking up change

here and there till he got to the swing.  He walked out to where the water would have been

and picked up two rings!  He thanked me and said you are the Treasure Hunter .

No I  just see things random people don’t, maybe all those years driving a rig made this

blonde sit up and PAY ATTENTION .  He got a lot of cash even at a place that rips

you off, Cash for Gold as they say, so we  filled up the tank to be ready for the next

adventure.  This one was right out behind the house less than a gallon to and from

that is perfect when it happens.

Keep your eyes open for treasure you might other wise miss.

Border Collies are the BEST!

JT on Boardwalk that leads to her favorite spot

Special One
She is so loved

 

 

 

 

JT

Soaked

 

 

 

 

JT

Made in the Shade

 

 

JT

JT’S favorite place to go

 

 

JT on the beach

She loves to hit the Beach for some fun!

 

 

JT Playing Catch

Playing Frisbee

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Out in front

 

She appears to be so brave , as we go on a walk she takes the lead.

Let some thunder roll or gun shots sound,  she becomes very unsure.

She is brave this little one we love.  Tough as nails for what she has gone through.

Maybe she just needs reassurance all will be OK , as noises she hates begins.

Tonight’s storms here were not violent, like some that passed to our south.

Tonight we played and played

Tomorrow till storms roll through, we will walk and play some more.

 

Enjoy your Sunday or Maybe is it Monday

 

 

Determination

Determination

So Loved.

Focused

Focused

Posted on June 5, 2012 by

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Let me give you a closer look at our Border Collie.

JT is a female

She just turned six years old.

She is loved by all who have met her.

She is very well-behaved with  adults and children.

She loves our cat, The Cool One!

She has been attacked so many times while playing with me on the beach,  she really doesn’t trust too many dogs.  This saddens me. It is something I wish I could have prevented but I know I could not.  I have been working hard with her, to lessen her grip on protecting me.  She has no lambs or sheep to herd so she watches over me.

She loves her Frisbee and knows the name of each of her toys, now to make her pick them up and put them away would be a great trick. She will bring me each one as I call out it’s name but I have to place it in the basket.  She is a DOG after all.

JT has been across this county not once but twice.  On back to back years she rode with us to Arizona and slept with us on an air mattress in a tent. The desert was not like anything she had every seen.  They had huge rabbits and even bigger coyotes chasing them!  She was just a pup and we had to  keep a close eye on her.  Some how she knew to stay close and to just listen to what we said.  She got so good with the English language that we have been reduced to spelling her favorite places and activities.  She is very smart.

So two 10,000 miles trips under her collar.  She is well-traveled but even more so she is well received.

She has stayed in many motels overlooking the ocean.  She loves the beach. All that open space for her to draw circles on,  with her repeated  tracks over and over, as I throw and throw her favorite toy..

Last summer we heard about an event for Disc Dogs and since we were camping and it was going to be raining we took her over so we could watch all the REAL Frisbee Dogs compete.  The man in charge said it would be OK if she used her filthy one to play Toss and Catch. They were all using fancy type, special ones.  So we signed up and sat and waited and waited and watched dog after dog compete before judges.  Our dog was amazing.  We never saw her stay so still.  She laid there and watched as each dog took to the field.  She showed so much patience, she floored us.  It was as if she knew her time was coming.

Well they called her name and I said “Let’s go play JT it’s your turn!” she did not have to be asked twice! We were given the rules.  I had to stand behind a line, now I forgot to say this was all being done as there was a deluge of water, falling from the clouds above.  I mean it, everyone was soaked to the bone.  I could not disappoint her and take her home without having  her turn, so I put my fear aside for her.  I was worried about her  slipping on the wet field and let the Frisbee fly!  Over and over! I can not remember how long they gave me, maybe 90 seconds, not sure.  Time passed quickly as we saw our little girl turn on to the crowd and the clapping.  She loved it!  She would catch her Frisbee and fly back to me drop it at my feet and head for the field, again and again.  She was amazing to us and we know her.  Others clapped as we finished up and you could almost see her smile.  We have had some horrible things happen to this dog but today was not one of them.  That first trip out there she took 4th place.  We still had another round of dogs to watch before it would be her turn once again.

I will end this story here but I better say Part 1.  as there is much more to this little girl JT to share.

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