I fight for the rights
Of women in this world of
Sexist delusion.

With my words, my irony.
The amazon’s way of honour.

I fight for the rights
Of women in this world of
Sexist delusion.

With my words, my irony.
The amazon’s way of honour.

Happy First Day of Spring!  LOVE this photo of actual tulip fields in Holland.

Closet cleaning commence!!!

Donating to charities is always a great idea for unwanted clothing.  But what about the big ticket items that are unloved by you, but could totally rock someone else’s world?

Allow me to introduce you to Julie Wainwright and TheRealReal.

reversecommuter arranged for therealreal.com‘s “white glove service” – have atleast 10 pieces that meet the criteria of the realreal.com’s designer list, and a phenomenal fashion force comes right to your home to take your goodies, tag & review them, and then put them up on the website for sale.  reversecommuter’s pile included shoes from Gucci & Jimmy Choo, clothing from DVF, Balenciaga, Fendi, Marni, Burberry and a few others too.  Guess what – you can earn up to 70% of the selling price!

Clear out the clutter, be environmentally friendly, receive $…

He was 6 years old. His second school after his father got transferred from Bilaspur which then belonged to state Madhya Pradesh (now Chhattisgarh). It was his first day at his new school. Far away from his home, he wasn’t used to the alien feeling. He was small and was about to do something that will forever force him to do, only the unthinkable.

Father took him to his new school in his Jeep. He entered the main wrought iron gate of the school – Shri Tagore Vidya Mandir. Like it was his habit from his earlier school from the same town, he started looking for his class. Roamed around for a while and found it wasn’t on the ground floor. Those small feet then climbed the roughly cemented stairs. He was perplexed – why were all the others were wearing red shorts, and his were green? Never having known the…

-four stones

Let Us Mark The End Of This Most Dramatic Winter

On the last day of winter I offer this humble image from my garden of four mossy stones.    I hope they might inspire poems or stories after their long silent wait on the cold damp ground.

Does anyone remember that Wonder Wednesday is a prompt? I will give you an Image to wonder about and when you have written or found an image to respond with, post your own Wonder Wednesday and link it with me, then share in comments for all to see.

Here’s mine I think it is a haiku 17 syllables anyway.

four mossy stones stand

holding back the storms

while advancing green

Springs forth!

Carol Carlisle

Now Go Forth and Rock and Roll

Happy Wonder Wednesday!

ps: you may use my photo as long as I am credited 

A really lovely day today was somewhat spoiled when I hit the deck like the proverbial ton of bricks.

One of those gorgeous, gloriously sunny, windy days that twirls your skirt and lashes hair around. One of those days where you get a bit high with the nursery kids and play tig and chases till your breathless with laughter. Quite good when the three and four year olds can’t catch you! One of those days when running about like an eejit seems like the best fun you can have.

But that’s not when I fell.

I reserved that for the afternoon session when the same blustery day enticed me outside with an older crew to do orienteering. Why waste the sunshine, eh?

Last minute instructions to them as they stood on the stairwell and I stood halfway in and halfway out of the building was when it happened.

I had…

~~March 19, 2014~~

Norman Cousins (June 24, 1915 – November 30, 1990) was an American political journalist, author, professor, and world peace advocate.