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life as a dance
“We are all dancers. We use movement to express ourselves – our hungers, pains, angers, joys, confusions, fears – long before we use words, and we understand the meanings of movements long before we understand those of words.” ~~ Franklin Stevens
I’m a winner!
Well, I must admit, that it’s not very often that I get to the chance to enter a contest and actually win what I was striving for. I don’t usually win contests or actually rarely do I enter them. I leave that task up to my friend Sandy, who has this uncanny ability to enter…
A walk with my Brother
SlaDE~s early morning delivery of Dad’s truck to the other farm gave me the opportunity to take a walk down memory lane. Or should I say, a stroll down recollection road, as adopted by my Father, in remembrance of my brother Kenny, who passed away 18 years ago this past June (on Father’s Day). ‘Kenny’s…
Life is like photography … it’s ALL about the framing
Joy and I enjoyed a lovely leisurely walk down the country lanes and roads of Hawkesville. I truly enjoy our jaunts; Joy is ever so patient and understanding when I erratically stop mid-sentence to capture that perfect picture. She noticed from day one that I have the eye of a quality photographer … I just…
Winding down, winding up
Why is it that whenever I go on vacation (a time of supposed relaxation and stress-relief), I usually end up needing a vacation afterwards to unwind from a fast-paced hectic schedule far busier than my everyday life! The eve before a trip, for both slaDE~ and myself, is typically an evening of last-minute packing and…
Connecting with the Homeless
It was my 3rd Friday off this past weekend and I relished knowing that this was ME time. A time to relax, feel inspired and expressive. A time to catch up on items longstanding through the week and a time to potentially catch up on sleep. But what made this weekend so exciting and special…