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Wednesday, November 16, 2005
Delicious Delight
Hope you are having a delicious day of delight and wonder at the colors and textures dancing before your mind's eye in a kaleidoscope of orgasmic revelation.
Peace. Love. Joy. Compassion.
31 comments:
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Trée your own description says it all. I LOVE this picture! Thank you for posting it.
:-) Luuurvvveee it! Just beautiful and that sentence, well, we may thank Tracey for bringing it forth, but boy oh boy, must we credit the man who said it. Effin amazing choice of words! As said, luuurvvveee it :-)
Terry, this is one of those days where the creative juices are just flowing. I've got two more images I could post right now--one is a tribute to my dad that I will post in the early morning. He died at 4:04am one year ago from tomorrow. I'm calling that one "Check-six." Has a military theme (my dad was a Marine) and it has a final minutes you ain't getting out of this one theme too since he was unable to run from cancer. Hard to believe it's been a year. Look for it tomorrow.
So glad you liked this one. It's gonna be my new wallpaper. :-)
Saw your comment on Keshi's blog, was going to leave you a :-) and a (hug) for when you woke tomorrow morning :-). Looking forward to seeing your tribute. Young at heart, for sure and always. & you already know, I'll take all them spare/unwanted kisses ;-)
Please accept my deepest sympathy for the lost of your Dad. It has been almost 3 years since I lost my Mother, and it is still difficult to go through Thanksgiving without her. I am looking forward to your image tomorrow.
The tribute tomorrow is the image of a lone fighter plane just flying along with two enemy planes approaching from the rear in formation. The lone plane stands no chance against this attack just as my father stood no chance against cancer.
It's not a "wow, pretty" image and might not mean much to anyone else, but I'd like to think if my dad saw it he would give me that smile that told me he approved.
Trace, the last twelve months have been the hardest in memory. No worries. Many good teachers have been with me this past year and I've taken lots of notes.
'the last twelve months have been the hardest in memory.' 'Many good teachers have been with me this past year and I've taken lots of notes.' Would feel very bad for you, were it not for the fact, I know you have almost certainly succeeded in balancing the first with the second. Mighty bear hugs anyway though, x
Sunshine, I have so many blessings in my life. Besides, would the flowers bloom without a little rain pouring the universe of love and care into them? :-)
My Dad died a little over ten years ago from a second stroke. That entire first year was wretched. even though we didn't have a good relationship, it was still hard having to face all those "firsts". It has slowly gotten better.
Do you come in pocket size? I'd carry you around like a lucky rabbit's foot or similar and whenever I felt like the forces were against me, so to speak, I'd pull you out and be reminded thereby to count all the many ways in which I am so unbelievably fortunate. :-)
Have it all worked out - there would be a little button on the back and when it is pressed any one of those little wonderful phrases that you are so good for would sound out :-) I'll get a bunch and give them out as christmas gifts, solving the eternal problem of what to get everyone. On a side note, the thing with the 'forces' is you just have to know which way to turn in order to have the wind from behind so as to push you forward :-) Feeling chatty tonight, blame Tracy and Justin, they've kept me babbling for hours now.
Trée, you are my inspiration. I sincerely hope you know that.
The pending photo of fighter planes would be greatly appreciated by my father...and then by me as well. He always wanted to be a pilot. Those plans escaped in a hail of children and responsibilities. Still he dreams though. I see it in his eyes.
Aggie, sell everything you own and come up here. I've got a tree we could live in and they say if we wait long enough we might even see Christopher Robin. ;-)
31 comments:
Trée your own description says it all. I LOVE this picture! Thank you for posting it.
:-) Luuurvvveee it!
Just beautiful and that sentence, well, we may thank Tracey for bringing it forth, but boy oh boy, must we credit the man who said it. Effin amazing choice of words! As said, luuurvvveee it :-)
Terry, this is one of those days where the creative juices are just flowing. I've got two more images I could post right now--one is a tribute to my dad that I will post in the early morning. He died at 4:04am one year ago from tomorrow. I'm calling that one "Check-six." Has a military theme (my dad was a Marine) and it has a final minutes you ain't getting out of this one theme too since he was unable to run from cancer. Hard to believe it's been a year. Look for it tomorrow.
So glad you liked this one. It's gonna be my new wallpaper. :-)
Oh Sunshine, you always know how to make me smile and for that I will be eternally 29 in my heart. :-)
Hugs and kisses and perhaps a little more just to be safe. :-)
Saw your comment on Keshi's blog, was going to leave you a :-) and a (hug) for when you woke tomorrow morning :-).
Looking forward to seeing your tribute.
Young at heart, for sure and always.
& you already know, I'll take all them spare/unwanted kisses ;-)
Trée, perfect, just perfect :0)
Please accept my deepest sympathy for the lost of your Dad. It has been almost 3 years since I lost my Mother, and it is still difficult to go through Thanksgiving without her. I am looking forward to your image tomorrow.
Trée, I know you will do a wonderful tribute for your dad.
How are you doing? That first year was very rough for me, especially the holidays
many many hugs my sweet, and lots more where that came from :0)
Wow! beautiful! you have a delightful day as well!
Thanks! :)
Hi Kathy. Thanks for dropping by and saying hello. Don't be a stranger. :-)
The tribute tomorrow is the image of a lone fighter plane just flying along with two enemy planes approaching from the rear in formation. The lone plane stands no chance against this attack just as my father stood no chance against cancer.
It's not a "wow, pretty" image and might not mean much to anyone else, but I'd like to think if my dad saw it he would give me that smile that told me he approved.
Thanks Terry.
Trace, the last twelve months have been the hardest in memory. No worries. Many good teachers have been with me this past year and I've taken lots of notes.
A, you are a sweet woman. Thanks my dear.
No worries. Many good teachers have been with me this past year and I've taken lots of notes.
Trée, nothing else to say, except you know I am here if need be.
(hugs)
I can't wait to see it, it sounds amazing and full of your heart and soul, which can never be a bad thing.
'the last twelve months have been the hardest in memory.'
'Many good teachers have been with me this past year and I've taken lots of notes.'
Would feel very bad for you, were it not for the fact, I know you have almost certainly succeeded in balancing the first with the second.
Mighty bear hugs anyway though, x
Sunshine, I have so many blessings in my life. Besides, would the flowers bloom without a little rain pouring the universe of love and care into them? :-)
Trée. Very cool pic and description.
My Dad died a little over ten years ago from a second stroke. That entire first year was wretched. even though we didn't have a good relationship, it was still hard having to face all those "firsts". It has slowly gotten better.
Do you come in pocket size?
I'd carry you around like a lucky rabbit's foot or similar and whenever I felt like the forces were against me, so to speak, I'd pull you out and be reminded thereby to count all the many ways in which I am so unbelievably fortunate.
:-)
Have it all worked out - there would be a little button on the back and when it is pressed any one of those little wonderful phrases that you are so good for would sound out :-)
I'll get a bunch and give them out as christmas gifts, solving the eternal problem of what to get everyone.
On a side note, the thing with the 'forces' is you just have to know which way to turn in order to have the wind from behind so as to push you forward :-)
Feeling chatty tonight, blame Tracy and Justin, they've kept me babbling for hours now.
A, the bubble dolls are still in production so you'll have to wait a little longer--ROTFLMAO!
That's the funniest thing I've read all day. Thanks sweetheart for that. :-)
Thanks Ciera. My dad never found much peace on this earth so I'd like to think this has been the best year of his after life life. :-)
ROFL, now that needs to go on my Christmas wish list :0)
and contrary to what Autumn says, she is just being cheeky :0) its not my fault LOL
A, sounds like a plan. You're hired as my marketing director. :-)
Fabulous - I'm sure we could see them by the thousands, 50/50 on the profits :-)
Nighty night,
worry not,
I'll be back soon
lol
see = sell, definitely time for bed :-)
Sunshine goes to bed just as the sun sets here in Tennessee. Sleep tight and hurry back darlin'. :-)
Weeee!! I'm dizzy from the fun of this one. So wild and lively....hmmm....reminds me of you!
I want a Trée doll too!!
Trée, you are my inspiration. I sincerely hope you know that.
The pending photo of fighter planes would be greatly appreciated by my father...and then by me as well. He always wanted to be a pilot. Those plans escaped in a hail of children and responsibilities. Still he dreams though. I see it in his eyes.
what more is pure bliss...
Keshi.
Aggie, sell everything you own and come up here. I've got a tree we could live in and they say if we wait long enough we might even see Christopher Robin. ;-)
Just Keshi, that's all. ;-)
"sell everything you own and come up here"
Brings to mind a Peter Gabriel song: "You can keep my things, they've come to take me home."
In my dreams, I am on my way. They are good dreams!
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