It’s All Yours!

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Yes, this is a warning for you all! Night has been too short, don’t know why I am awake at this hour, but heading back to bed after this to go back to sleep for a couple more hours. Figured I just would warn everyone that the following picture may be the most inspirational thing you see from my blog today.

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I think this kitty has “the look”  down pat! I may have used that look at times, and not just for being woken up. Just saying…. 🙂

Anyway being that my sanity for now is sleeping and left no forwarding address, I am letting it up to my readers to leave something inspiring, witty, funny, etc. on my blog. Can’t think of anything witty, then leave an idea for a future post. Really this morning, anything goes! Post your wonderfully wise or not so wise comment below in the comments section.  I know my wonderful readers can pull this off! I believe you are koalafied for this assignment.

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Have Fun! Leave a Smile 🙂 Good Morning, Good Night! 🙂

Fly Little Girl Fly!

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Fly Little Girl Fly, Fly high, for now you are free!

No longer held down by pain, you can soar forevermore!

Swing your legs that you once couldn’t move.

Legs that once felt so heavy and had you pinned down, now feel as light as a feather when you swing them around.

Fly High Little Girl, Fly above the trees, you are now free!

When you are tired of flying, catch a cloud as it passes by and take a ride.

Then you can rise again, flying with the beautiful birds in the crystal blue sky.

Fly Little Girl Fly, Fly high in the sky!

Run Little Girl Run, Run in the green meadow that never ends with the magical flowers that are forever in bloom!

Let your legs carry you through the grass that feels as soft as a baby’s breath.

Let the grass tickle your feet as you giggle with glee, Sweet Little Girl, you have been set free!

Run Little Girl Run, until you want to take a rest, nestling down into the baby’s breath.

Lay on your back as you look at the clouds. Rest for awhile letting your heart smile!

Smile Little Girl Smile!

Fly Angel Girl Fly!

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Tuesday’s Thoughts!

Good Morning! I hope your week is off to a great start.  Summer keeps flying by too fast!  There is still summer fun to be had, trips to the beach, a trip to Longwood Gardens, , a boat ride on the river, and some other trips that still may happen.  Not to mention other tasks that I wanted to get finished over the summer while I am off work. The thought of waking up to an alarm again is….not going to go there right now. 🙂  How is your summer list coming along?  Remember to put joy into each day!  That’s what is most important!  Have a Terrific Tuesday!

 

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Tales from the Bench

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All is quiet now but who knows how long the stillness will last.  I could tell so many stories about the people who have taken a moment to sit on me for a rest. Some sit to rest their weary legs while others rest their weary hearts.

The weary at heart ones are usually quiet at first.  Time slowly passes as they find the words that their heart wants to speak.  They make sure no one else is around as they pour out their soul.  Tales of woe and heartbreak; I have heard them all.   Falling tears have landed on me as many times as the falling rain.  I do that which I am able to do.  I give them a place to sit.  No judgment is made about their heart cries.  I only hold them up so that they don’t fall.  I give them all the time they need, no rush from me, I’m not going to leave.

I have played a role in the joyful times as well.  Squeals of delight I often hear.  From the little boy catching bubbles, to the young lady surprised by flowers from her beau.  I have felt the shared contentment of a couple holding hands, to the loving mother who cuddles her baby against her chest.  I have heard the gasp from the woman who sees the long awaited bus pull up to the curb. The bus who holds her dearest love. The one who has been gone for what seems like a thousand nights.

I also have served as a bed for those who need to take a rest and have no other place to lay their head.  In those times I wish I could do more.  I wish I could make myself softer for their weary heads.  I can’t do that, but I will continue to do what I can. I’ll always be here.  I am not going anywhere.   I’ll continue to hear their tales of woe and their tales of joy, as I hold them up so that they don’t fall.

 

Down Memory Lane

I was taking a walk down memory lane looking at an old photo album. I have several of them plus many more  pictures that are trapped in the computer and on my phone. They really need to escape soon to be put into books.

I love how pictures can transport you back in time. No matter how long ago it was. your brain sees the picture and recalls the memory associated with them. The feelings, sounds and smells  of long ago can be brought back instantly by only a picture.

Yes, there also has  been the times that I am staring at the picture trying to recall who or what I was taking a picture of. That probably won’t get any better as I get older, but we won’t go there now.

I believe pictures are important in our journey through life. Not just documenting the big things, but the little things as well. I love taking spontaneous pictures, not waiting for people to pose. They make some of the best pictures.

Remembering that story that I posted about in In a Flash may have led me to drag out my photo albums. So many years of memories in them. I was transported back to Maine where I went with my parents and sister when I was a teenager. Warm feelings came back as I gazed at pictures from that trip.  My smiling  Mom, my sister daydreaming of her boyfriend and a picture of my Dad being his happy self.

Then there was the perfect shot of my sister getting splashed by a big wave! Yes, I may have been laughing behind the camera. I also love this one of my Dad just looking out at the water. Maine is a beautiful place to be.

I kept flipping pages and came across another picture. This one didn’t exactly bring back a happy memory at first, but I did end up laughing. Let me explain. I was 16 years old and had my very first ear infection. Never had them as a baby or toddler, when they are so common. After 3 antibiotics my infection was only getting worse! To make a long story short, I ended up needing surgery to have my mastoid bone removed. The infection was in the bone and there was a high risk of the infection spreading to the brain. The picture was of me after the surgery with my head wrapped, resembling a Mummy.

I looked at the picture at first thinking of how painful that time was and of the awful time I had before surgery. I was awakened by the surgeon at 5:30am and told that I couldn’t have anything to eat or drink  because I would be having surgery that morning. Okay I understood that, I had been through  surgeries before. Unfortunately due to human error and a emergency coming up for the Dr. my surgery was delayed. The problem was no one knew what was going on. The nurses kept saying I would be having surgery soon, so no I couldn’t have a drink. I was offered ice chips instead. I ended up having my surgery at 10pm that night! To say that day tried my patience is an understatement!

I reflected on that picture being thankful that I never had an experience like that again, and I laughed as I remembered what I had said when brought back to my room after the surgery. I was still pretty much out of it as I saw my anxious parents standing by my bed. I raised my head off the pillow and said, “I’m alive!” and laid back down going back to dreamland. Guess I wanted to reassure my parents. 🙂

What would we do without memories, even the painful ones can sometimes bring a smile.

Why don’t you take a walk down memory lane today. A good exercise for your brain and your heart. Fill your heart with warm feelings and smiles.

 

 

The Horse Race

The week-end is here and we are off to the races!

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Well perhaps not literally! I am inviting all of you to the races.  You can come but still stay in the comfort of your own  home. Yes, you guessed right, we are headed to Moonbeam Farm. Another fun story from the book that Colin and I are working on.  I thought I would give all of you a little treat, since you answered trivia questions about our Moonbeam Farm gang on Thursday. If you missed seeing the answers, here is a link to my post yesterday. Friday’s Super Short Stories and more.

I have always enjoyed horses. They bring back such sweet memories.  I remember visiting my Aunt and Uncle when I was young, and they  had several horses in their barn. Seeing them and going for a ride was always the highlight of the visit. I can still smell the scent of the hay when I would walk into the barn and I remember the joy I had at feeding them. The fun memories of childhood. I think it was the Kentucky Derby that my Uncle would go to each year. Not to place bets at all, just to enjoy an exciting  race of beautiful horses. They really are magnificent creatures.

Get ready to enjoy an exciting race now! You can place bets in your mind of who is going to win, just try not to get the horses names confused. I can guarantee that you have never heard horses with names like these! The creativity with the  horses names did come from Colin,  need I say more.  I feel confident that following this horse race, will give your brain some exercise. Enjoy and may your horse win!

The Horse Race!

Every year, the town held a Founders Day celebration which always included a horse race around a local field. This year, it was being run in the field on the other side of the barn at Moonbeam Farm. The Man-Servant, while not a gambling man, would always watch the race and place friendly bets with Odessa, Jaxon and Dewey.

Dewey had dozed off after breakfast, and suddenly woke up to an empty farmhouse! It was unusual for the Man-Servant not to be around at this time, so he went over to the barn and saw Jaxon rearranging the straw on his bed. “Hey… Jaxon! Have you seen the Man-Servant?” he asked. “It is horse race day today.” said Jaxon. “He’s probably in the field trying to find a good place to watch the race!”

Dewey went out into the field and saw the Man-Servant sitting on a low branch of a large oak tree, and just above him was Odessa. “Hi guys!” said Dewey. ‘Isn’t it a bit early for the race?” The Man-Servant looked down to where Dewey was standing. “The race starts in thirty minutes, and Odessa and I wanted a good place to watch. Are we going to bet again this year?” They have bet in previous years with the winners being waited on for a day by the losers.

Jaxon just then arrived, so Odessa flew down and picked him up. She then placed him on the branch next to the Man-Servant, while Dewey just climbed up the tree trunk to where the others were now sitting. “Okay.” said the Man-Servant. “My bet is on Second Chance to win!”

Odessa just laughed. “Second Chance? Really? Don’t you remember him from last year? My pick is Third Strike!”

Dewey and Jaxon looked at each other and burst out laughing. Dewey turned to them both. “You’re kidding right? You honestly think that either Second Chance or Third Strike can win this race? Are you both totally out of touch with reality?” The Man-Servant smiled at Dewey. “We’ll soon see won’t we? Who are you picking?” Jaxon decided to get involved in the conversation. “I am going to pick the winner!” he said. “I am picking Seventh Heaven!” Dewey just looked at Jaxon and rolled his eyes. “I am in shock.” he said. “There are only six horses in this race and you guys are picking Third Strike, Second Chance and Seventh Heaven? Incredible! You guys will soon all be waiting on me for a whole day because my horse is First Choice! It’s going to be the winner!”

As the race was about to start, the Man-Servant got his binoculars out of their case. While Odessa could see across the field really clearly, the Man-Servant needed his binoculars. He could also then give Dewey and Jaxon a commentary when the horses were furthest away from them.

The race started from the far side of the field and, as in previous years, it consisted of four laps. As the horses came around the bend and down the straight which took them by the tree, it was First Choice who was leading! Dewey was jumping up and down on the branch. “Look guys! He is already out in front! Get ready to be my servants for a day!”

As the horses went around the curve and headed for the start/finish line area, the Man-Servant gave his commentary. “Okay guys. First is now second. Seventh first. Third and Second have just been passed by Knot Like Lee and Lou Zher is picking up the rear.

Dewey just looked at the Man-Servant. “What?” he said. “Do you mean that First Choice is now second, or that Second Chance is first?” “Hold on Dewey.” he said. “They’re just coming round the bend towards us again!” They all watched as the horses went thundering past their tree. Odessa was happy because Third Strike had managed to get into second place behind Seventh Heaven. They all watched intently as they went around the curve and headed down the straight to complete the second lap.

“Right!” said the Man-Servant. “As they start lap three, Third is still second but Second is now first!” Dewey looked at him again. ‘Do you mean that Third Strike is in second place, or that Second Chance is in third place, but then who is in first place?” The Man-Servant was too excited to answer!

“Finishing the third lap, Third is fourth, Second is first, First is third and Seventh is second!” said the Man-Servant. Dewey and Jaxon were exasperated as they did not understand what he was talking about.

“This is the final lap guys, and they’ll soon be near us again!” said the Man-Servant. Dewey and Jaxon were all standing on the branch now, and Jaxon was jumping around when he saw Seventh Heaven was in the lead, with Odessa’s Third Strike right behind it. Dewey was shouting “C’mon First Choice! Get moving!” The Man-Servant was also shouting at Second Chance to go faster as they went round the bend for the final time and headed for the finish line, all six horses were very close.

Dewey kicked the Man-Servants leg. “This is the end of the race Man-Servant so commentate clearly so we all know what is happening!” “Okay Dewey.” he said. “As they start the straight away down to the finish line, First is third. Second is first…”

At that moment, Dewey bit the Man-Servant’s leg. “Man-Servant! You really suck as a commentator. We have no idea what is happening out there!” The Man-Servant looked down at him. “The race is over Dewey! Lou Zher sprinted to first place with Knot Like Lee right behind him!”

Jaxon looked up at the Man-Servant. “So none of us won?” “No Jaxon.” said the Man-Servant. “Our horses came in 3rd, 4th, 5th and 6th!

Odessa picked up Jaxon from the branch and placed him on the ground, where he was soon joined by the Man-Servant and Dewey. Odessa then flew up and on to the Man-Servant’s shoulder, and they all headed back to the farm.

“Tell me Man-Servant.” said Odessa. “Why did you pick Second Chance to win?” “Well,” said the Man-Servant, “I liked the name. I liked the idea that it was getting a second chance. Why did you pick Third Strike Odessa?” Odessa looked at him, and rolled her eyes. “My horse’s name was not Third Strike Odessa, but just Third Strike. I picked it because I like the attitude behind third strike. It’s like a polite threat that something was going to happen… as in three strikes… third strike… get it?”

Dewey had been listening. “I picked First Choice because… well… it’s First Choice!” Jaxon was smiling at all the comments. “You guys are so not clued in at all about horse racing are you! You don’t pick a horse based on its name. You study the form of the various horses, and then make an educated decision based on everything you learn. That way there is a very good chance that your horse will do well.”

The Man-Servant, Odessa and Dewey were thinking about what Jaxon had said, and then Dewey asked. “So why did you pick Seventh Heaven?” Jaxon didn’t answer, but suddenly started racing towards the open farm gate. The others chased after him, and caught him at the door to the farmhouse. He was laughing so much that, for a moment, they did not know what to say.

Then the Man-Servant took charge. “Okay Jaxon. Why did you pick Seventh Heaven?” “I told you!” said Jaxon. “You have to study their form, and Seventh Heaven looked very good.” The Man-Servant shook his head. “Oh… Jaxon! I know that is not true because I did check the horses and Seventh Heaven was running her first race!” Odessa looked at Jaxon. “Tut! Tut! Jaxon. You are not telling us the truth are you?”

“It was my magic.” said Jaxon. “I consulted my magic as I thought that it could make Seventh Heaven win, and you guys would have to spoil me for a day!” Dewey looked at him. “You mean you tried to cheat?” Jaxon turned around to face Dewey. “You would have cheated if you knew how!” “Well yes,” said Dewey, “but I’m a cat!”

The Man-Servant was shaking his head. “You two are so bad! It‘s not nice to cheat.” Odessa turned to look at him. “Really? Really? I saw you talking to one of the horse owners yesterday, and heard something about owing you a favor. What was that all about? Am I the only one here that has any integrity?”

Just at that moment, Florence and Hermione flew into the yard and landed near Odessa. “It didn’t work.” said Florence. “We tried to distract all the horses like you said, except Third Strike, but those horses were really focused on the race. Sorry! We’ve got to dash!”

As soon as Florence and Hermione had flown out of the yard, the four of them just looked at each other, and then burst out laughing at what they had all tried, and failed, to do!

Friday’s Super Short Stories and more

Simple answers aren’t always so simple!

Curiosity creates questions…questions lead to answers which create more curiosity, leading  to more questions….. it’s a never ending cycle!

Now I will help cure the curiosity of some, though Colin may have already cured some curiosity.  I told him to feel free to share his answers on yesterday’s post.

Yesterday I had posted some short trivia questions about the gang that lives at Moonbeam Farm. The 4 characters that can easily charm their way into your heart. I am sure some of you have been up during the night wondering what the right answers are. May your curiosity be cured as you read on!

1.What are 2 of Dewey’s favorite things to do? Eating and sleeping! His belly is never full and he can sleep anywhere. Remember he fell asleep in the boat! But as some of you mentioned there is something else that ranks right up there with those 2, and that is giving the Man-servant a hard time! He is dedicated to that for sure. 🙂

2.  Who can be sassy putting the others  in their place pretty quickly with their quick wit? Yes, all the characters can be a little sassy, but Odessa is the WINNER! She can make the Man-servant speechless!

3. Who thought they had a wonderful plan to make Dewey be able to fly, what could possibly go wrong? (answer found in Dewey’s Flight!)  Jaxon, and as to what went wrong…. well you will have to read the story. 🙂

4. Who can be sly and give back as good as he gets? The Man-servant! Some of you have mentioned before how you feel sorry for the Man-servant at times, there really is no need to. He is very good at paybacks. The The Big Wheel is just one example of how sly he can be!

5. Where do they all live? Moonbeam Farm, where there is a never a dull moment!

6. On a scale of 1 to 10, how good is Dewey at being patient? Now Poor Dewey did not rate very well with those who answered. One of you, who will go unnamed, (my Sassy Sis) gave Dewey a 0!!  If you would rate Dewey’s level of patience higher than a 2, please chime in! LOL!  I say a 4, and on a good day maybe even a 5. Then again, perhaps that is stretching it.

7. Who was stranded while being up high, deciding to just enjoy the view? The Man-Servant, thanks to Jaxon and Dewey! He didn’t even thank them for letting him rest awhile as he enjoyed the sights. 🙂

It was pointed out to me though that this question could actually have 2 answers. Before the Man-servant was stranded on the Big Wheel, Dewey and Jaxon were stranded on the roof! A plan of Dewey and Jaxon’s kind of backfired in that story. The Rooftop Incident 

8. This question is from a story further back, but I am sure there are some of you that remember. Who took a long journey, leaving behind their friends at the Farm? (making them curious, not to mention me, as I was sent the story part by part each day. Yes, Colin enjoys testing my curiosity!)  Odessa! If you have not read Colin’ s great story about her journey, I encourage you to. It is longer then most stories, but worth it. Here is a link to Part 1. Odessa’s Journey – Part 1

Thanks again for your love of these characters and the stories that Colin and I write. It is always fun to hear your responses about the stories.

Oh yes, there is one more question! How could I possibly forget it. It was the question about how Moonbeam Farm got its name. That one was a hard question, for apparently none of you remembered reading about it in any of the stories! Of course that could be due to the reason that the answer wasn’t in any of the stories! 🙂  A sly question, YES! Remember it was Colin who asked it. 🙂

It is a mystery, but I do like my sister’s answer. The Farm shines brightly as the Moonbeam casts its glow!

 

 

An Early Morning

Good Morning! I was awake way too early this morning? 4am! Crazy to be wide awake at that time, but I was. Any clue as to why, for I don’t have any. I did end up texting my sister who was up at 4am to get on the plane to come back home. I told her she must be the reason, since her brain was awake, so was mine! We do tend to share the same brain at times.

I went back to sleep at 6, but only slept for a hour until I awoke again.So now I am listening to Pandora on my computer and enjoying the stillness of the morning. I have already done a load of laundry, but who knows how productive the rest of my day will be. I have a feeling that the following picture may define me by this afternoon.

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Perhaps something so exciting will happen today that will keep me wired and awake! Maybe? Yes? No, probably not!What do you think?

I heard yesterday that it is always good to keep the brain working, brain therapy they say! Since I care about the health of your brains, here is some fun trivia for all of you. Trivia that has to do with “The Odessa Chronicles”,  the book that Colin and I are currently working on.  A book for the young and old. It is about our wonderful, crazy friends; Odessa, Dewey, Jaxon and of course the Man-servant! If you haven’t read any of our stories about Odessa the Barn Owl, Dewey the Tabby Cat, Jaxon the Jackalope and the Man-servant, then wait no longer. They are humorous,  fun, special characters that we have come to love. Here is a link to the latest story about them. The Big Wheel

Now get those brains working! I promise I won’t make you strain your brains too hard!  Think you can get them all right? Have fun, just guess if you don’t know. For you never know you may turn out being right.

1. What are 2 of Dewey’s favorite things to do?

2.  Who can be sassy putting the others  in their place pretty quickly with their quick wit?

3. Who thought they had a wonderful plan to make Dewey be able to fly, what could possibly go wrong? (answer found in Dewey’s Flight!)

4. Who can be sly and give back as good as he gets?

5. Where do they all live?

6. On a scale of 1 to 10, how good is Dewey at being patient?

7. Who was stranded while being up high, deciding to just enjoy the view?

8. This question is from a story further back, but I am sure there are some of you that remember. Who took a long journey, leaving behind their friends at the Farm? (making them curious, not to mention me, as I was sent the story part by part each day. Yes, Colin enjoys testing my curiosity!)

 

 

 

 

 

 

In a Flash

When we were visiting family in Indiana, my sister-in-law shared a story with me that I have felt led to share with you all. It gave me goosebumps and yes, you may need tissues.

A photographer was out for her evening stroll of taking sunset pictures over  the water of a nearby lake. She was ready to head home and while walking back she took notice of a Dad and his little boy fishing from the dock. Their backs were to her as she snapped the peaceful picture. She continued walking and turned back again to take one more look on the peaceful scene. Unfortunately the scene was no longer peaceful. Her eyes couldn’t believe what she was seeing and hearing! The little boy was no longer on the dock, he had  fallen into  the water and his Dad impulsively jumped in to save him. The problem was the Dad didn’t know how to swim! The Mom was frantic, as she held her little baby. Another man jumped in to help and thankfully rescued the boy. Sadly he could not rescue the Dad.

In the weeks following his death the photographer stared at the picture that she had taken, just moments before the tranquil scene turned to tragedy. She knew what she felt compelled to do. From the article in the paper she got the name of the wife, and she mailed her the picture.

I can’t imagine how that Mom must have felt when she looked at that picture. They say that life can change in a flash. For her life literally did change, with just a flash of the camera.

I am sure that picture was very hard to look at, but I also feel in years to come that it will be a picture to treasure.  Little did the photographer know of what meaning that picture would hold when she snapped it.

Little do we know sometimes of what our words and actions may mean to someone else! We don’t know what weight they may carry. I am sure the photographer just thought she was doing a thoughtful gesture by mailing that picture to the Mom, but to quote another well known saying, ” A picture can speak 1000 words!” I think for that Mom, the picture did just that!