TITLE: Winter in Canberra...
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MOOD: i ran out of moods...
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NOISE: Wheel Of Fortune
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The cell=fone reception in this haus
is deplorable. Ask the Lizard, who
dropped in on Saturday to visit the
Matriarch. Annie [new bride] Bananie
rang her up soundly & promptly lost
the connexion. Of gourse, Annie was
calling on a cell herself...while
driving Which Behaviour i do not
Endorse! Fortunately, Anne had the
presence of mind to buzz the landline.
They briefly talkt about catching the
latest HARRY POTTER film~the
prisoner of Azerbaijan, or somesuch.
Nevertheless & eventually, Liz had
the good visit with us on her way to
the other GrandMa up in the coal
country. {It's a blessing that these
beautiful womens are so long-lived}
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Sunday evening, after all the
excitement commiserate with
Father's day [Jim got a video game],
i took a little time to clear some
of the growth in the pocket yard.
{It's a jungle out there!} So, now
there is a navigable path from my
cellar to the green=ghost's garage.
Altho~~there's still a lot of crud
to clip & rip & else=wise Tame.
[This year we will have a really
good growing season...OR have i
already predicted that?] Such are
the simple Joys of glorified hausboi
Gardening. By hand...{Give me a
set of hand-clippers & a bow=saw
and I Will reinvent PARADISE!}
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These are the gorgeous days for
sure! Summer begins and i'm not
even a Druid! Presently, it will be
Christmas down=under. Planes are
flying to space without the help of
NASA. And for the rest of it, i
enjoin the stark Barbarians and
WAR=Bangers to...once again,
CUT THE CRAP!
The Blood is enufalready, and the Crippling vengeance
leads to no good purpose @ all.
And i have more than my share of
People to pray for without also
protecting my angels from errant &
misguided bombs and bullets.
Protected & forsworn of such nonsense,
i gratefully add my voice timidly^
{my Heart breaks for so many
grieving families...}
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Which is to say: It's a glorious summer
werld to enjoy for all of us...and
better the much for returning soldiers
of this Wicked humanity. Mercy &
Courage~~lata, slack
9 comments:
Maybe not so timid oh speaker of truths, maybe your just resting. We have a couple extra moods if you'd like to borrow? Have you seen what the've done with the new tubular honeysuckle feelings? Very rich and oozing with sweet bursts of energy. Spin that one around in your consciousness and all of a sudden birds begin singing your song and your dancin on roof tops!! I've heard of folks on it who've worked all summer just to lay the perfect plant on top of a loved ones breakfast tray. Powerful ... incredibly powerful.
Here's you a mood, Slac..."goosebumpy" :) Well, it could be something you might feel when you stand back and look at the wonderful job you did on your yard and garden. Want to landscape for me? I try but could learn much. :)
Oh I meant to say...I was showing my oldest daughter your unconventional and most unique writing last night and she loved it. She also thought it was very special that you called journals "glows"...she sent me a text message from her cell phone (just before she went to bed>she was upstairs and I was downstairs) that said "We're glowers." :) She's got it going on! Don't you think? Oh, and she came up with "goosebumpy." :)
Prisoner of Azerbajian, snort. You're funny.
Give you hand clippers to reinvent paradise? Do I hear it for Macmac Scissorhands? =P
Don't get me started on the war. I hope they listen to you and cut the crap already, is all.
Appreciata, mood=wise...
WildFlower, you have a wise child; altho
it pondres me of the Text=Messaging
within the same haus! I woulda just
Yelled. Glow on
So many of us are so lucky and we don't even know it...my heart breaks for so many grieving families also...
Love the title of this entry.
V
Slack
I appreciated this entry...you put that quite eloguently. The sadness I feel tonight is made a little easier when I find others who feel they way I do. Less alone, less scared. Be well, Always Carly:)
Off to work early
Sad for the mess far away
Praying it will change
~ Karyn
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