Nothing would give me more pleasure than to share some personal things with you about myself. I’m restrained from doing so because of people who take anything I say, twist it, and then go on doxxing expeditions. Be aware – any attempts of defamation that can only point to “evidence” written by the person or one of their minions, cannot be trusted.
Ask them how they know the name they purport is the person’s real name, and they won’t be able to point to any “evidence” other than what another one of them has written.
Well, I’m going into this because since one cyber-extortionist was unsuccessful in his copyright infringement claims, and unsuccessful in getting a court ordered restraining order against a person he harassed, numerous people are being attacked for associating together.
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Great post. Impressive.
Between the fields where the flag is planted, there are 9+ miles of flower fields
that go all the way to the ocean. The flowers are grown by seed companies.
It’s a beautiful place, close to Vandenberg AFB.
Check out the dimensions of the flag…
The Floral Flag is 740 feet long and 390 feet wide and maintains the proper Flag dimensions, as
described in Executive Order #10834.
This Flag is 6.65 acres and is the first Floral Flag to be planted with 5 pointed Stars, comprised of White
Each Star is 24 feet in diameter, each Stripe is 30 feet wide.
This Flag is estimated to contain more than 400,000 Larkspur plants with 4-5 flower stems each, for a total of more than 2 million flowers.
For our soldiers….
Please stop for a moment and say a prayer for our servicemen.
In the mists of fog quite thick
The mountain and the bay erased
barred clouds bloom seem rosy in hue,
Light wind dances on the bay surface,
full of swirls the waves too join in.
while lambs silently graze on the hilly terrain
and vines round the sonorous cottage terrace.
Relaxed ,calm and pure is the air
I look out again and see the distant
warm and tranquil sunrise kissing gently
the mountain tops and waking them
Perhaps they blush for their white facet soon turns pink
Dew on my window shines like jewels
Splashed with colors and life are flowers of valley
Chanting their beauty praises are bees rejoicing
Chirping birds welcome the day and fly out of nests
every scene detail is registering in my senses
I see no Halo but this seems like an abode of angels.
Just then Emerald trees swayed with a gentle breeze
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Congratulating Brazil on its victory at the World Cup opening game against Croatia – Thursday 12 June – I cannot but notice that the world leading media outlets seem to be in agreement that the Japanese referee Yuichi Nishimura “gifted” brazil a penalty shot that kicked off a winning streak for the Brazilian team.
“ With 20 minutes of normal time remaining, referee Nishimura adjudged that Dejan Lovren had fouled Fred and pointed to the penalty spot. It was a bewildering decision, with television pictures clearly showing that the Brazil striker had fallen over and not been dragged down by Lovren…” write’s CNN’s James Masters.
“A dubious penalty call saw Neymar chalk up his second to give Brazil the lead in the 71st minute…” comments ABC’s Dean Bilton.
BBC’s commentator and former UK team player, Chris Waddle, reportedly could not believe how…
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Tonight is Friday the 13th, June 2014 and it is also a full moon. This won’t occur for another twenty five years. So I documented it because I doubt I will be here. This is from Cleveland, Ohio at around 10:00 EST.
Photograph and Copyright by Barbara Mattio 2014
I am sure that most of my friends and readers here know that I am a Feminist. To tell the truth I have been a feminist, a card carrying, marching, picketing, stand up for women’s rights feminists, since the seventies. I went to the library and found a book about the Witch Trials in Europe, a subject I had not had mentioned to me in school. Well, I read and read. I went back to the library and took out all of the books they had on the subject. I read all of those and ordered every other one they could get for me. I ended this reading binge by transforming into a feminist. Over six million women and children were killed, tortured, drown, burned alive, raped, humiliated because they had a knack for healing, they knew a lot about herbs and they were good with animals. So, they were killed, murdered, tortured to death, made to confess to things that just weren’t true. For instance, they did not consort with the devil.
My eyes snapped open and I suddenly realized that I saw sexism everywhere. Men, most but not all, thrived on it and women and children are killed by it. Even here in America, I realized that we were not considered equal to men. Men were abusing women every 11 seconds and rape was rampant because everyone knew “women really wanted it”. “No” meant nothing. Women who were brassy enough to go out and get a job were considered weird.
Suddenly, women were talking about wanting to be mothers and workers. They wanted to go back to school. They didn’t want to be punched, kicked, shoved, raped, or emotionally humiliated anymore. Groups of women began to form where women could talk to each other about what was happening in their lives. Then they began to realize that they were making $0.64 for every $1.00 and man made at the same job.
Well, those of us who considered themselves to be feminists, marched, debated and voted to make life more equitable for women and children. We ran Domestic Violence shelters, and Rape Crises Centers; we educated younger women about safe sex and that no one had the right to tell any of us what to do with our bodies. I had to get written permission from my first husband to have a tubal ligation in 1972. I was a grown woman and I had to ask if I could do what I wanted with my body. These are just a few of the reasons I am a feminist. I am proud to be a feminist and will die a feminist. When I find young women who think the issues through, I am excited to assist in any way that I can.
Before you leave tonight, look around my blog. You may find somethings that speak to you. Blessings to all.
Wonderful gallery of photos.
The Chester Cathedral was a great photographic find on my trip to England this summer. Originated in 11th century, the cathedral was modified a lot until sixteen hundreds. Architecturally it represents most of the European medieval styles. The cathedral still serves as a worship place as well as a space for the concerts, exhibitions and community events. The place is grand and exciting for an artistic eye. I imagine the knights in the heavy armors rattling their spurs on the stone floor.