But I can’t believe that living space doesn’t matter. I am in a mood to design yet another perfect residence.
Who in the universe is compatible?
From my brother, the master at portrait and scenic art--especially stipple inked...Check these out! "Hello, faithful readers. It’s time for one of those Blogs you all wait for… NEW IMAGES! In today’s offering, we have new portrait artwork. Actually, TWO new images. These are samp…" Source: New Artwork!
"These photos were taken" by my brother, Craig Smith "in a tourist-y section near downtown called 'Old Sacramento'. So most everything is themed or restored to the Gold Rush days of the 1800s." So proud of my talented brother! Source: Getaway in Sacramento - Photos
Yet I still felt small and contracted the further east we got. Maybe the hills were closer together. Maybe I was nervous
Have found something easy to do that proliferates reading!
Just. One. Book.
I live in a town of 1200 people in the Northern Sierra Nevada –where it meets the Cascade Range near Mt. Lassen National Park and about two hours drive northwest of Reno, NV. Two hundred of that population is students. Over the years as the population dwindled after mines closed, then mills–nothing except tourism and retirement have emerged as ‘industries.’ Many businesses have closed down and with it many things we take for granted—like libraries.
The local junior/senior high school has not been able to purchase new books since the 90s. Some of the “check outs” for old books are in the 1980s. There are no books by people of color in the library. Hardly any books by women are in the few book cases except your standard Austen and Lee. It’s an uninviting place. There hasn’t been a librarian for nearly a decade. And volunteers weren’t allowed. The…
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I am in need of reminding that there are worlds outside of the electrical transformer buzz at this apartment in LA.
I will start with the story of how the Stones of Stenness hummed.
I was on my honeymoon in 2005, touring Scotland, which I am always keen on repeating. I have returned to Scotland every chance I got since 1998 when I first flew there and felt its peace. Since my then-husband, Scott, had also been to Edinburgh before, and I had friends there, we ended the tour with that familiar, gorgeous pile of hills, outcroppings and cobble. But that tale can wait. This setting is of the most memorable part of our journey, in Orkney with the standing stones.
Anyone versed in Scotland knows that Orkney contains some impressive stone age settlements and standing stones. The most famous are: Skara Brae, discovered again when a sandstorm uncovered the stone-walled village amazingly preserved; the Ring of Brodgar, one of the most complete circles of stones of its size in the UK standing; a nearby cairn tomb…
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I was older than I remember...
Destiny is a conveyor belt in a chaos factory. You can't stop it, and you never know what the product is until it falls off the end.
What happens when you put a water loving plant in a desert?