Dream
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‘Love is blind, but friendship closes its eyes.” -English Proverb- I ran across that quote the other day, while researching something totally irrelevant to it. For some reason, it stuck with me. I’ve had reason to contemplate friendship over the past few days. But I’ll get back to that later. I have learned over the…
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Anybody remember the time a few months back when Kitten from Hell got her head stuck in the handles of a paper shopping bag? Well, proving that she is no Einstein of the cat kingdom, she did it again tonight. This time she didn’t go into full panic mode at least. When she realized she…
My parents were forged in the crucible of the Great Depression and tempered by a quenching in World War II. It gave them the strength of steel, and it made them unable to yield. My father was a sheathed sword. He did his most important work by simply being there, a presence to be reckoned…
OK, did Kitten pose for this garden ornament or what? Unfortunately, poor Kitten had the smug wiped off her face this afternoon, when the apartment maintenance guys showed up to fix the toilet in the master bedroom and work on one of the bedroom doors so it would close properly (when it gets humid the…
Hearts of Steel The above will open in a separate window for you. It is a link to a site that provides information about a fund raising project to raise money for a memorial to the people on Flight 93 that crashed in Pennsylvania on September 11, 2001. If you are stuck for ideas for…
Oh, Sal! I’m so sorry! What a horrible dream to remember! It’s always the worst dreams for me that seem the most real, too.
That is unbelievably upsetting…even just reading it, let alone dreaming it. I’m really curious about what a dream like that could mean. So sorry you had to dream that, I’ve had some nasty ones in the past myself.
On my Hamipiks page, it shows the number of photos on the opening page in the upper right hand corner.
No, I didn’t count them. No way. 😉