Hold on to what is good even if it is a handful of earth.
Hold on to what you believe even if it is a tree which stands by itself.
Hold on to what you must do even if it is a long way from here.
Hold on to life even when it is easier letting go.
Hold on to my hand even when I have gone away from you.
- Pueblo Blessing
Tuesday, Aug. 10, 2004 - 8:29 p.m.
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Thunder and Lightning
BIg thunderstorm
I'm making my jpgs for my online portfolio... so busy I scarcely notice the lights all flickering off and on.
I just noticed they are all out on the other side of the street.
This does not bode well for working on the computer does it.
It is times like this that one realizes that one summer storm and there goes that much touted international cyber connectivity, eh.
wish me luck.
wenchie
btw, some guy remarked that my dog shouldn't be scared of thunder since Saint Bernards are supposed to be brave enough to rescue people trapped under avalanches.
I noted that being afraid of loud deep thundrous sounds, and rushing into shelter rather than going out gallavanting, may be the reason why the Saints are alive to dig out the stupid people who tromp around when snow is falling in the hills, rather than under the snow themselves.
Sometimes a good bit of fear means that you don't get into the problems to start with.
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previous meanderings - future past
Goodbye Michael. May your next life be kinder to you. - Thursday, Jun. 25, 2009
Taking Care of Your Cows - Thursday, Jun. 25, 2009
Saint Joseph robs the cradle and eats spaghetti - Sunday, Jun. 14, 2009
sticky notes and broken irises - Friday, Jun. 12, 2009
The FOODCOMMANDER - Monday, Jun. 08, 2009
