A few posts back I wrote about helping out a friend of ours with a retaining wall...
Well it is done !! It didn't take as long as I thought it would, which is really great ! The finished photos are here under the starting photos.
I have to give my Hubby a great big thank you for helping out yesterday, he worked his butt off for six and a half hours and we almost finished it all off. I went back today to place in the steps, while Sharon back filled the wall.
I also have to give a lot of credit to Sharon, who after working the graveyard shift, worked another three hours back filling her newly installed wall. She is a real hard worker !!
It was such a pleasure to see how delighted Sharon was with how well it went in, especially since I guessed at most of it !! LOL !! Six pallets bought, one unusable block out of the lot ! Not bad ! And I guessed at how many we would need, had two and the broken one left over....THAT is what we call pretty-not-bad !!!So that five-foot slope turned into five more feet of usable yard... I hope her wife Cyndi has a chance to see it before she goes to work tonight, I think she will be just as happy as Sharon !
We haven't teased you for a few days, so here we go...
Today's Prompt tease is FINISH THIS LINE...
You can join in on the fun at http://dodgewrites.blogspot.com/
ENJOY
JL&B
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Sent to me in an email...
I often get E-mails with cute pictures of baby animals or some odd jokes now and then, but this one I thought I would share here because it holds true for me. I love the message here....
This is AWESOME ... something we should all remember.
A 92-year-old, petite, well-poised and proud man, who is fully dressed each morning by eight o'clock, with his hair fashionably combed and shaved perfectly, even though he is legally blind, moved to a nursing home today.
His wife of 70 years recently passed away, making the move necessary. After many hours of waiting patiently in the lobby of the nursing home, he smiled sweetly when told his room was ready.
As he maneuvered his walker to the elevator, I provided a visual description of his tiny room, including the eyelet sheets that had been hung on his window. I love it,' he stated with the enthusiasm of an eight-year-old having just been presented with a new puppy.
Mr. Jones, you haven't seen the room; just wait.'
'That doesn't have anything to do with it,' he replied.
Happiness is something you decide on ahead of time.
Whether I like my room or not doesn't depend on how the furniture is arranged ... it's how I arrange my mind. I already decided to love it. 'It's a decision I make every morning when I wake up. I have a choice; I can spend the day in bed recounting the difficulty I have with the parts of my body that no longer work, or get out of bed and be thankful for the ones that do.
Each day is a gift, and as long as my eyes open, I'll focus on the new day and all the happy memories I've stored away.. Just for this time in my life.
Old age is like a bank account. You withdraw from what you've put in.
So, my advice to you would be to deposit a lot of happiness in the bank account of memories!
Thank you for your part in filling my Memory Bank. I am still depositing.
'Remember the five simple rules to be happy:
1. Free your heart from hatred.
2. Free your mind from worries.
3. Live simply.
4. Give more.
5. Expect less.
from here you are supposed to "send this to seven people and you will receive a miracle today", but I don't do any of that.
ENJOY
JL&B
This is AWESOME ... something we should all remember.
A 92-year-old, petite, well-poised and proud man, who is fully dressed each morning by eight o'clock, with his hair fashionably combed and shaved perfectly, even though he is legally blind, moved to a nursing home today.
His wife of 70 years recently passed away, making the move necessary. After many hours of waiting patiently in the lobby of the nursing home, he smiled sweetly when told his room was ready.
As he maneuvered his walker to the elevator, I provided a visual description of his tiny room, including the eyelet sheets that had been hung on his window. I love it,' he stated with the enthusiasm of an eight-year-old having just been presented with a new puppy.
Mr. Jones, you haven't seen the room; just wait.'
'That doesn't have anything to do with it,' he replied.
Happiness is something you decide on ahead of time.
Whether I like my room or not doesn't depend on how the furniture is arranged ... it's how I arrange my mind. I already decided to love it. 'It's a decision I make every morning when I wake up. I have a choice; I can spend the day in bed recounting the difficulty I have with the parts of my body that no longer work, or get out of bed and be thankful for the ones that do.
Each day is a gift, and as long as my eyes open, I'll focus on the new day and all the happy memories I've stored away.. Just for this time in my life.
Old age is like a bank account. You withdraw from what you've put in.
So, my advice to you would be to deposit a lot of happiness in the bank account of memories!
Thank you for your part in filling my Memory Bank. I am still depositing.
'Remember the five simple rules to be happy:
1. Free your heart from hatred.
2. Free your mind from worries.
3. Live simply.
4. Give more.
5. Expect less.
from here you are supposed to "send this to seven people and you will receive a miracle today", but I don't do any of that.
ENJOY
JL&B
Monday, February 21, 2011
New stuff to try (Poetic)
Witty Epitaph
Write a short, humorous epitaph for the tombstone of an imaginary person.
ABC Poem Created February 21 at 8:25PM
I thought it would be easier to check the rules here instead of going to another site so here they are.
ABC poetry is a short form of poetry. It is normally written to show feeling. It contains five lines. You may begin your poem with any letter of the alphabet.
The next three lines must follow sequence. So if you start with the letter "G" the next line must start with the letter "H". The last line can begin with any letter of the alphabet.
Example
Remembrance
Sleepless, fitful nights, (first four lines follow the order of the alphabet)
Thoughts of you adhere.
Untouchable, love abounds.
Visions haunt me;
Memories sustain me. (last line begins with any letter)
- written by margyl
Write a short, humorous epitaph for the tombstone of an imaginary person.
ABC Poem Created February 21 at 8:25PM
I thought it would be easier to check the rules here instead of going to another site so here they are.
ABC poetry is a short form of poetry. It is normally written to show feeling. It contains five lines. You may begin your poem with any letter of the alphabet.
The next three lines must follow sequence. So if you start with the letter "G" the next line must start with the letter "H". The last line can begin with any letter of the alphabet.
Example
Remembrance
Sleepless, fitful nights, (first four lines follow the order of the alphabet)
Thoughts of you adhere.
Untouchable, love abounds.
Visions haunt me;
Memories sustain me. (last line begins with any letter)
- written by margyl
Saturday, February 19, 2011
More about me...
I did this 25 random things post once .... it was to give a bit more info about myself that not everybody knew about me.... this is it ...
25 RANDOM THINGS ABOUT ME
RULES: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about you... or you tagged me... i think you might get bored enough to do this... or because harassing you amuses me. :)
(To do this, go to “notes” under tabs (+) on your profile page, paste these instructions in the body of the note, type your 25 random things, tag 25 people (in the right hand corner of the app) then click publish.)
1) This is the FIRST note ever put on my profile....LOL with the new found love of far away friends like Kryn and Faith, who for some crazy reason, love me as much as I love them, I hope to make this a new habit
2) I am the youngest of three children. I have a sister that is three years older than me and a brother who died when he was 10 months old, sadly, I never got to meet him.
3) I've been to prison for leaving the scene of an accident, out of a 3 year sentence I did 18 months. I would have gotten out sooner, but I got in a fight and it cost me 6 extra months, THAT BITCH HAD IT COMING, so for me it was worth it! ROTFLMAO I know that sounds harsh, but if it was you or them what would you do?
4) I'm not as mean as I sound sometimes, life has been a bit hard and I know the choices I made made it worse for myself, but I am who I am because of it, and now I'm a very happy person.
5) I am married to a wonderful man, Wayne, who I love more that my own life. I never knew that I would have a love like his, and each day I try to show him that he is everything to me. Lucky me, he does the same for me. LIFE IS FINALLY GREAT!!!
6) We have a beautiful cat. Her name is Valentine Rascle Dodge. She is a tortoise shell calico, known as a torte..she will be 4 years old in November. Wayne bought her for me as a Valentine's Day gift, that's how she got her name...LOL
7) I LOVE TO WRITE!!! The written word is so great in my eyes, that I cant wait each day to write more, even if its just to say hello. That's one of the many reasons I PROMPT others to write too...Its so cool to see the response to a prompt...I really like to see how people think . I'm a poet in my heart, although there are times I have thoughts that I'm a terrible writer..go figure!
8) I hold a lot of blue ribbons and trophies for horse shows. Although my sister took it a lot farther than I ever did, we rode horses everyday in my childhood, and rode in our hometown and neighboring parades. My mom made all of our costumes by hand every year. That is one of my fondest memories of my Mom,sister and I doing things together.
9) I am a Taurus, in every way. My Mom, Sister and Father are as well....our birthdays are all within a 3 week period of each other.
10) I have no political views...
11) I have no use for Church, although I do believe in God. To me , its all too commercial.
120 Christmas is my favorite holiday, but Summer is my favorite time of year.
13) I like the snow, but I cant stand to be cold...EVER!!!
14) All of my immediate family's first name start with the letter J
15) I have never had a child come to full term, at 13 I lost my only child when I was 5 months along, because its father beat me until I miscarried. I was never able to have children after that.
16) Wayne is my second husband, I am his only wife. My first marriage lasted 7 years, it was a terrible time in my life and I never thought I would ever marry again....then Wayne came along!!!!
!7) Two weeks ago I broke a customers window while I was weed whacking her yard.... That was the first time ever, and Ive done my job for over 25 years... it cost me 300 dollars, we get 160 a month from her yard... you do the math! I hung my head for days over that one...ARRRGH!
18) Wayne is the ONLY man in my life that I don't fear in any way, all the others have given me reason to fear them, in one way or another, but Wayne has all my trust, something no one else in my life has ever had. NO ONE!!!
19) My favorite flower is Freesia, although Iris is grown most in my garden. I am a bulb fan, I love the surprise that they bring each season, so that is what is in my garden.
20) I do not like to be called by my first name, ever since I was very young I went by my middle name, I do however like to be called by Jlynne,JL, or Lynne...I answer my Mom when she calls me by my first name, only because she refuses to allow otherwise and in that my other family members follow her lead...there is our Taurus nature... LOL. If you know me well enough though you would never EVER even think about calling me by my first name.
21) If I have it, and you NEED it , its yours...that's just how I am.
22) If I have it , and you WANT it, again, its yours.... but just because I would give it to you doesn't always mean Wayne will...he has final say.
23) I really feel that we as a nation should do more for our own people,( homeless, hungry, ill ...etc) BEFORE we help others, but that's just me.
24) If you find a place in my heart, it will always be yours. NOBODY ELSE will ever take that place but you, even if you find that you no longer feel the same, move on , or move out of my life, my heart will never forget.
25) Not a day goes bye that I don't live with regrets, but everyday I find a reason to forgive myself for all those regrets, and the terrible things that I allowed others to do to me. I honestly wanted to die for so long that I forgot how good it is to live, now all I want to do is the best I can for as long as I have left in this beautiful world, and to share as much love with my friends and family as I possibly can.
RULES: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about you... or you tagged me... i think you might get bored enough to do this... or because harassing you amuses me. :)
(To do this, go to “notes” under tabs (+) on your profile page, paste these instructions in the body of the note, type your 25 random things, tag 25 people (in the right hand corner of the app) then click publish.)
1) This is the FIRST note ever put on my profile....LOL with the new found love of far away friends like Kryn and Faith, who for some crazy reason, love me as much as I love them, I hope to make this a new habit
2) I am the youngest of three children. I have a sister that is three years older than me and a brother who died when he was 10 months old, sadly, I never got to meet him.
3) I've been to prison for leaving the scene of an accident, out of a 3 year sentence I did 18 months. I would have gotten out sooner, but I got in a fight and it cost me 6 extra months, THAT BITCH HAD IT COMING, so for me it was worth it! ROTFLMAO I know that sounds harsh, but if it was you or them what would you do?
4) I'm not as mean as I sound sometimes, life has been a bit hard and I know the choices I made made it worse for myself, but I am who I am because of it, and now I'm a very happy person.
5) I am married to a wonderful man, Wayne, who I love more that my own life. I never knew that I would have a love like his, and each day I try to show him that he is everything to me. Lucky me, he does the same for me. LIFE IS FINALLY GREAT!!!
6) We have a beautiful cat. Her name is Valentine Rascle Dodge. She is a tortoise shell calico, known as a torte..she will be 4 years old in November. Wayne bought her for me as a Valentine's Day gift, that's how she got her name...LOL
7) I LOVE TO WRITE!!! The written word is so great in my eyes, that I cant wait each day to write more, even if its just to say hello. That's one of the many reasons I PROMPT others to write too...Its so cool to see the response to a prompt...I really like to see how people think . I'm a poet in my heart, although there are times I have thoughts that I'm a terrible writer..go figure!
8) I hold a lot of blue ribbons and trophies for horse shows. Although my sister took it a lot farther than I ever did, we rode horses everyday in my childhood, and rode in our hometown and neighboring parades. My mom made all of our costumes by hand every year. That is one of my fondest memories of my Mom,sister and I doing things together.
9) I am a Taurus, in every way. My Mom, Sister and Father are as well....our birthdays are all within a 3 week period of each other.
10) I have no political views...
11) I have no use for Church, although I do believe in God. To me , its all too commercial.
120 Christmas is my favorite holiday, but Summer is my favorite time of year.
13) I like the snow, but I cant stand to be cold...EVER!!!
14) All of my immediate family's first name start with the letter J
15) I have never had a child come to full term, at 13 I lost my only child when I was 5 months along, because its father beat me until I miscarried. I was never able to have children after that.
16) Wayne is my second husband, I am his only wife. My first marriage lasted 7 years, it was a terrible time in my life and I never thought I would ever marry again....then Wayne came along!!!!
!7) Two weeks ago I broke a customers window while I was weed whacking her yard.... That was the first time ever, and Ive done my job for over 25 years... it cost me 300 dollars, we get 160 a month from her yard... you do the math! I hung my head for days over that one...ARRRGH!
18) Wayne is the ONLY man in my life that I don't fear in any way, all the others have given me reason to fear them, in one way or another, but Wayne has all my trust, something no one else in my life has ever had. NO ONE!!!
19) My favorite flower is Freesia, although Iris is grown most in my garden. I am a bulb fan, I love the surprise that they bring each season, so that is what is in my garden.
20) I do not like to be called by my first name, ever since I was very young I went by my middle name, I do however like to be called by Jlynne,JL, or Lynne...I answer my Mom when she calls me by my first name, only because she refuses to allow otherwise and in that my other family members follow her lead...there is our Taurus nature... LOL. If you know me well enough though you would never EVER even think about calling me by my first name.
21) If I have it, and you NEED it , its yours...that's just how I am.
22) If I have it , and you WANT it, again, its yours.... but just because I would give it to you doesn't always mean Wayne will...he has final say.
23) I really feel that we as a nation should do more for our own people,( homeless, hungry, ill ...etc) BEFORE we help others, but that's just me.
24) If you find a place in my heart, it will always be yours. NOBODY ELSE will ever take that place but you, even if you find that you no longer feel the same, move on , or move out of my life, my heart will never forget.
25) Not a day goes bye that I don't live with regrets, but everyday I find a reason to forgive myself for all those regrets, and the terrible things that I allowed others to do to me. I honestly wanted to die for so long that I forgot how good it is to live, now all I want to do is the best I can for as long as I have left in this beautiful world, and to share as much love with my friends and family as I possibly can.
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My best friend Lynn was a bit upset with me on this one, because I failed to mention her and all of our times together. She and Richie were the reason I made it through the incarceration, they helped me so much 'thank you' will never fill the gratitude I have for them both.
Lynn and I met many years ago in a trailer park we both lived in. We ended up trading trailers one day in a ball field, I forget the whole story really, but it was the start of a friendship that has lasted through a lot of heartache, happiness and years. I love Lynn more than any other woman I have met. She is a true friend and I am so blessed to have her in my life.
Richie is another person in my life that means the world to me. He is such a great friend ! He always has a compliment or a bright side to look at. Even in my darkest hours he has been there to give me a smile and help me through. He is the kindest person you will ever meet, willing to do with out himself so that his friends can have it a bit easier. I have been blessed with his friendship, in more ways than words can express, I love this man !!
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Now I feel I need to say that there are so many people that have made my out look on life better, and I am truly grateful that each of them have touched my life. I have been broken in ways that may have been hard to come back from without the love and support from them. It would have been easy for me to be a lost soul wallowing in self pity but because of these unnamed people I was able to overcome many obstacles that were at the time insurmountable. Please know that I remember each of you... and Thank you for all the ways you have made me whole again...
JLynne
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Helping a friend
I do a few things for my friends, because I can. I'm a pay it forward kind of girl, feeling that I owe a lot to the world for just being alive. Today I helped start a retaining wall. I say start because it is a JOB that will take a few days to finish and we are expecting a few inches of rain over the next few days, which means we wont be able to finish it until after the rain.
This is a six pallet, fifty-five pound block, forty-eight to a pallet wall. All in all though it will be really nice when it is completed. I have posted the pictures for you so you get an idea of what we are doing. We hope the weather will not take too long to pass so that we can finish it next week.
Oh and don't think for one minute that I'm all so nice, I'm doing my part, its not too much to do.
Today's tease is a three parter...
you can join in @ http://dodgewrites.blogspot.com/
ENJOY
JL&B
This is a six pallet, fifty-five pound block, forty-eight to a pallet wall. All in all though it will be really nice when it is completed. I have posted the pictures for you so you get an idea of what we are doing. We hope the weather will not take too long to pass so that we can finish it next week.
Oh and don't think for one minute that I'm all so nice, I'm doing my part, its not too much to do.
Today's tease is a three parter...
you can join in @ http://dodgewrites.blogspot.com/
ENJOY
JL&B
Monday, February 14, 2011
Sticks and Stones
Do you remember that saying from childhood ? I do, I used to say it to myself every morning before I went to school.
You see, I came of poor stock, the kind that dressed in second hand that was handed down third hand. The kind that had a torn family view that clouded everything. The kind that flinched at loud noises and anger of any kind. Yeah that kind...
Others in my school seemed privileged to my kind, dressed in cute, clean, new clothes. Not afraid of any thing in life and the world was theirs for the taking. So why do they seek out those like me? To flaunt their happiness? Did it really make their lives better to point out that I always wore long sleeves in the heat? While they wore shorts and tee-shirts, I was hiding the bruises and shame.
Calling me names hurt me more than they could know, my self esteem was already in jeopardy from my home life. All through my time in school I remember feeling like an outcast, but I kept at it and received an A/B average in most of my classes. The mantra, said daily, didn't help me much, but I knew there was a better life ahead. At least I thought there had to be.
Of course the more time that went by the less I believed it. There were more times in my life then, when I thought dying would be better than the hurts I was going through. Taking my life, over and over, played in my young brain. I looked for poisons that would allow me to fall asleep and never wake up again. At seven years old I swallowed a whole bottle of spray and wash because it said harmful if swallowed, induce vomiting , call a doctor. That was enough for me to believe that I would die, but it didn't do anything to me, except make me sick to my stomach for a week. My mom thought I had the flu. To this day I can't stand the smell of spray and wash.
I ran away that year, for two days my mom had no idea where I was. I walked down the roads in my home town, I thought of walking to the ocean, swimming into the waves and never looking back. The night time was scary though and I came to the conclusion that being beaten and called names wasn't so bad after all, so I went back home. When my mom came home from work she told me if I didn't want to be there I shouldn't have come back, then sent me to bed with new whip marks on my butt, legs and back. That was the start of my running.
It's funny the things one remembers from the trauma in our lives. It would be hard for me to recall the good times, not that they were so few, more like they were not that memorable. The pain in my life made me grow and overcome, forgive and move on. Gave me a look at what I didn't want in my life when I got old enough to be on my own.
In the year I turned thirteen every thing in my life became as frightening as I could imagine. After a very bad beating from my mom, I ran away, yet again, only to end up in a receiving home for abused or unwanted children. There were so many of us it was like a dairy farm full of milking cows. All of us coming from dysfunctional homes, to end up in limbo, waiting for a home that could accept our backgrounds and love us anyway.
I was taken into the receiving area where they stripped me, washed me and looked at me like I was from a third world. When they were done documenting the two week old bruises on my body they had four pieces of paper with marks and writing on them, two for the front and two for the back. The ladies made lots of little remarks to one another and kept asking more than I was willing to tell them. Then they sent me to the common room where the others like me were.
We were the nameless few that were forgotten by our families when our ties were broken with our parents. Personally I never understood why I was the one put away when the authorities say it was my mom who was at fault, but have come to the conclusion that money was the major factor there too. We were poor, no money meant ,once again, no one had time to care.
For a moment today I was taken back to that time in my life. The mantra that I said was echoing in my memory and it led me to wonder what would my life would have been like if just one of those that taunted me had enough heart to reach out and be nice. Maybe then someone would have seen what I was going through and I wouldn't have made so many harmful mistakes. Like maybe I would have never picked up a cigarette, or swallowed spray and wash...
Today is Valentines Day, write the love you feel for someone, it may just save their life.
ENJOY
JL&B
You see, I came of poor stock, the kind that dressed in second hand that was handed down third hand. The kind that had a torn family view that clouded everything. The kind that flinched at loud noises and anger of any kind. Yeah that kind...
Others in my school seemed privileged to my kind, dressed in cute, clean, new clothes. Not afraid of any thing in life and the world was theirs for the taking. So why do they seek out those like me? To flaunt their happiness? Did it really make their lives better to point out that I always wore long sleeves in the heat? While they wore shorts and tee-shirts, I was hiding the bruises and shame.
Calling me names hurt me more than they could know, my self esteem was already in jeopardy from my home life. All through my time in school I remember feeling like an outcast, but I kept at it and received an A/B average in most of my classes. The mantra, said daily, didn't help me much, but I knew there was a better life ahead. At least I thought there had to be.
Of course the more time that went by the less I believed it. There were more times in my life then, when I thought dying would be better than the hurts I was going through. Taking my life, over and over, played in my young brain. I looked for poisons that would allow me to fall asleep and never wake up again. At seven years old I swallowed a whole bottle of spray and wash because it said harmful if swallowed, induce vomiting , call a doctor. That was enough for me to believe that I would die, but it didn't do anything to me, except make me sick to my stomach for a week. My mom thought I had the flu. To this day I can't stand the smell of spray and wash.
I ran away that year, for two days my mom had no idea where I was. I walked down the roads in my home town, I thought of walking to the ocean, swimming into the waves and never looking back. The night time was scary though and I came to the conclusion that being beaten and called names wasn't so bad after all, so I went back home. When my mom came home from work she told me if I didn't want to be there I shouldn't have come back, then sent me to bed with new whip marks on my butt, legs and back. That was the start of my running.
It's funny the things one remembers from the trauma in our lives. It would be hard for me to recall the good times, not that they were so few, more like they were not that memorable. The pain in my life made me grow and overcome, forgive and move on. Gave me a look at what I didn't want in my life when I got old enough to be on my own.
In the year I turned thirteen every thing in my life became as frightening as I could imagine. After a very bad beating from my mom, I ran away, yet again, only to end up in a receiving home for abused or unwanted children. There were so many of us it was like a dairy farm full of milking cows. All of us coming from dysfunctional homes, to end up in limbo, waiting for a home that could accept our backgrounds and love us anyway.
I was taken into the receiving area where they stripped me, washed me and looked at me like I was from a third world. When they were done documenting the two week old bruises on my body they had four pieces of paper with marks and writing on them, two for the front and two for the back. The ladies made lots of little remarks to one another and kept asking more than I was willing to tell them. Then they sent me to the common room where the others like me were.
We were the nameless few that were forgotten by our families when our ties were broken with our parents. Personally I never understood why I was the one put away when the authorities say it was my mom who was at fault, but have come to the conclusion that money was the major factor there too. We were poor, no money meant ,once again, no one had time to care.
For a moment today I was taken back to that time in my life. The mantra that I said was echoing in my memory and it led me to wonder what would my life would have been like if just one of those that taunted me had enough heart to reach out and be nice. Maybe then someone would have seen what I was going through and I wouldn't have made so many harmful mistakes. Like maybe I would have never picked up a cigarette, or swallowed spray and wash...
Today is Valentines Day, write the love you feel for someone, it may just save their life.
ENJOY
JL&B
Sunday, February 13, 2011
What a day ...
It was a great day by any standards... sweet husband, coffee, breakfast. Then I spent most of the rest of it with my very good friend Karen,we had a great time together.
so forgive me for not writing a bunch today, my head is swimming for all the fun I had today.
Today is One Stop's Photo Challenge, which we highly recommend. You can find our poem and the link to onestop on our poetry blog http://dodgewrites.blogspot.com/
Be good to one another !
ENJOY
JL&B
so forgive me for not writing a bunch today, my head is swimming for all the fun I had today.
Today is One Stop's Photo Challenge, which we highly recommend. You can find our poem and the link to onestop on our poetry blog http://dodgewrites.blogspot.com/
Be good to one another !
ENJOY
JL&B
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