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Daily Archives: August 11, 2013
What’s up August 2013: Perseids and a Comet ISON Update
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Best Moment Award (reblogged)
RULES:
1-Winners re-post this completely with their acceptance speech. That could be written down or video recorded.
2-Winners have the privilege of awarding the next awardees! The re- post should include a NEW list of people, blogs worthy of the award, and winners notify them the great news.
THE SOURCE: http://www.momentmatters.com
1-What makes a good acceptance speech?
-Gratitude: Thank the people who helped you along the way.
-Humor: Keep us entertained and smiling.
-Inspiration: Make your story touch our lives.
Get an idea from the great acceptance speech, compiled in MomentMatters.com/speech.
Display the award’s badge on your blog/ website, downloadable in MomentMatters.com/Award.
My Acceptance speech:
I gratefully accept this “Best Moments” Award because life is a series of moments that make up our journey on this plane. Moments are the metaphysical gems that sparkle and shine. Our journey also contains rocks and potholes .The gems, music, stories, paintings, stars, fairies, and joy make this journey worth the trials and tribulations. They are a reason we walk our path to learn our lessons and to experience the Divinity within the cosmos. I need to thank Moments Matter also here http://www.momentmatters.com for making this Award. Moments for me are what make the World go round. I became a photographer to save my moments and to understand the reality of life. Thank you very much and I hope those I am sending this award on to will enjoy receiving it as much as I did.
I now Nominate some people for the Moments award, if you have this already? Please go here http://www.momentmatters.com/awards/ and download the 2nd, 3rd, whatever, or how many times you have had this.
Sunday Studio
good song and great voice
Expressions of my life - An evolution of art.
Good morning,afternoon and evening. I hope the day has found you well. Sunday around the studio comes with a mixed bag of treats, some of which are fun like painting I’m always a fan of spending the day painting. But duty calls today the domestic chores of the house 😦 which means oh in another hour or so I’ll be grumpy as hell lol 😉
Laundry and so forth. The fatigue monster likes to strike when I’m trying to get things done. My mind likes to forget that I have PD until my body forcibly reminds me.
I did however finish and sign My Fire
And I have been working of the blue-green this morning.
Later today if I have the energy I’ll continue on the blocking and basic shading for Big Sky
As always be kind, rewind 😉 anybody who gets that joke.. Well your old 😀
Much love…
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Children’s Defense Fund
Do it for the kids
Today, we begin our tribute to the 50th Anniversary of the March on Washington. We must realize the dream together.
I am Every Battered Woman
From the mouth of a victim
I use to be married to a man that shared and showed his fear in this way. He came from a family where anger, frustration, and physical violence reigned, so that is what he learned. I made a vow to never hit back and kept it our entire relationship (seven years). Then one night during one of his outbursts, I visualized ripping out is wind pipe with my bare hands as I had truly had enough, so the next day I finally left, that was August 11th, 2000, as I was scared of me and what I might do. I went to a Woman’s Shelter in New Mexico that day and started my life over.
Wow! How bizarre that you posted this image on my 13th anniversary of my leaving a relationship where emotions were expressed in this way.
It seems people always wondered why I stayed, it…
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I am Every Battered Woman
From the mouth of a victim
I use to be married to a man that shared and showed his fear in this way. He came from a family where anger, frustration, and physical violence reigned, so that is what he learned. I made a vow to never hit back and kept it our entire relationship (seven years). Then one night during one of his outbursts, I visualized ripping out is wind pipe with my bare hands as I had truly had enough, so the next day I finally left, that was August 11th, 2000, as I was scared of me and what I might do. I went to a Woman’s Shelter in New Mexico that day and started my life over.
Wow! How bizarre that you posted this image on my 13th anniversary of my leaving a relationship where emotions were expressed in this way.
It seems people always wondered why I stayed, it…
View original post 287 more words