My precious child

The Journey of My Left Foot (whilst remembering my son)

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Saturday 5th December

“I will always be your mother,
And you will always be
My precious child.”

Nothing will change the fact
That you are my precious child.
Right from that first moment
When I held you and smiled.

Watching you growing up
With a personality full of fun.
For thirty marvellous years
You were my special son.

Swimming, sailing, travelling,
Dancing, riding, reading.
We had so many adventures
So much life and loving.

Despite all of your problems
You were caring, warm and kind.
A bit of a cheeky monkey,
If you were so inclined.

Now there is a strange silence,
Where your laughter used to be.
Just tears, sorrow and memories,
I miss you so much, you see.

Love you.
My precious child.
Sweet Angel.
xxxx

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Truly believe

The Journey of My Left Foot (whilst remembering my son)

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Sunday 6th December

Tonight as I was preparing dinner, I was half watching The Polar Express on the television in the kitchen.

You and I used to watch this film together every year; you knew I liked it, and would remind me what day it was on, and at what time. It is a magical story, and one to which we could both relate; whether it was the main character struggling with his belief of Santa Claus, or the quiet, lonely boy, shyly making friends and accepting presents, or the parents who fail to hear the sound of the bell.

The bell still rings for me, for you.
I truly believe you are with me, now and always.
I can’t see you, but I know you’re there.

I love you so much.
I miss you more than ever.
Treasured Angel son.
xxxxx

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#18 Horror Book “Shawshank Redemption”

World of Horror

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This is a post about Beauty & Makeup:D (kidding)

A meek banker named Andy Dufresne is wrongfully convicted of murdering both his wife and her lover in 1947. He is sent to Shawshank State Prison for a life sentence. While there, he finds a friend in Ellis Boyd “Red” Redding. While at Shawshank, he is beaten and raped repeatedly by a gang while working in the prison laundry, and the corrupt warden and his lieutenant are abusive to Andy to the extent of commiting crimes on the way. Andy gets a poster of Raquel Welch and adores it, which nobody else understands. He tells Red that he is planning an escape, but only Red believes he can pull it off.

Andy has hope that he will escape from the dreadful prison, a hope that will make him look into the very depths of his soul. At the very end, the…

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Trickster

Dreamspinner Extraordinaire

Oh love, how you lured girls into your lair

With your promise of roses and ever after

You let them taste thunder and lightning

Melt them with the touch of raindrops

Dazzled them with the fragrance of spring

Besotted and maddened with passion

They chased you to the edge of the earth

Though they captured you in the end

They were mere slaves, you remain the master

And you will cage them until you have enough

Until you have kissed their innocence away

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Warm Hearts in the Cold Winter (Christmas History 7)

Windows into History

old christmas Irving’s essay was republished in “Old Christmas” in 1886, which included this illustration.

The Sketch Book of Geoffrey Crayon, a serial publication by Washington Irving from 1819 and 1820, is a collection of stories and essays, best known for the inclusion of The Legend of Sleepy Hollow.  Much lesser known, is an essay on Christmas, and it is interesting (and more than a little heart-warming) to read what Christmas meant to Irving.

Of all the old festivals, however, that of Christmas awakens the strongest and most heartfelt associations. There is a tone of solemn and sacred feeling that blends with our conviviality, and lifts the spirit to a state of hallowed and elevated enjoyment. The services of the church about this season are extremely tender and inspiring. They dwell on the beautiful story of the origin of our faith, and the pastoral scenes that accompanied its announcement. They…

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Don’t Wait For The Perfect Moment. Take The Moment And Make It Perfect.

Through Open Lens

Belted Kingfisher

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Belted Kingfisher    

Day 339 / 365

A guy calls his boss and says “I can’t come to work today

The boss asks why and the guy says “It’s my eyes.”

“What’s wrong with your eyes?” asks the boss.

“I just can’t see myself coming to work, so I’m going fishing instead….”

Interesting Fact: As nestlings, Belted Kingfishers have acidic stomachs that help them digest bones, fish scales, and arthropod shells. But by the time they leave the nest, their stomach chemistry apparently changes, and they begin regurgitating pellets which accumulate on the ground around fishing and roosting perches. Scientists can dissect these pellets to learn about the kingfisher’s diet without harming or even observing any wild birds. ( https://www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/Belted_Kingfisher/lifehistory )

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The Tokaido And Sanyo Shinkansen End To End

The Arts Mechanical

Apparently a Japanese TV program made these cab view videos when the 100’s were new.

The Tokaido Shinkansen:

And the Sanyo Shinkansen:

These videos are interesting because you can see the line before some the improvements were made, such as the tunnel noise reduction shields and the constant tension catenary. You can also see the colorful trains on the Yamanote and Kehin Tohoku Lines as the train runs through Tokyo at the beginning of the run.  In all these sped up videos are an interesting look at the Shinkansen

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As Words Fail

Barataria - The work of Erik Hare

The conversation among commuting comrades on the 94 bus turned to the San Bernadino shooting. More accurately, it turned toward it and then veered away:

“Can you believe this one?”
“It was like an place where they help developmentally disabled or something.”
“Yeah. That was messed up.”
“Totally.”

Details established, the words trailed off. Anything more was beyond us this Friday morning. The same conversation, more or less, repeated at work:

“They were a husband and wife.”
“Yeah, they had a six month old baby.”
“Unbelievable.”

From there it went nowhere. Where could it go? What was there left to say?

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