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November 21, 2015
Saturday Morning Coffee – with Hector Sampson, Patrick and Sandra Jones.
Sandy and I are so honored to be quests on Sally Cronin’s Special Saturday Morning Coffee! Sandy couldn’t get a video because I was on my way out to the country but I promise to have it for you next time. Love to all and cyberhuggy bears!! Happy Thanksgiving and Merry Christmas and all of the other wonderful Holidays celebrated by wonderful people around the world. Take care!!
Originally posted on Smorgasbord - Variety is the spice of life:
Things have been a little hectic around here for the last few weeks with keeping the house polished and garden trimmed should there be any interest from potential buyers. My daily blog has certainly kept me upbeat and whilst I of course love wielding my feather duster, I do prefer to be sat here talking to you lot!
I am always delighted to receive an award from another blogger and recently I have been nominated for the One Lovely Blogger Award by two friends who share this space here on WordPress. Hector Sampson of https://hsampson.wordpress.com and Patrick Jones of http://thelindenchronicles.com/
I am way behind with my responses so I hope that these two charming gentlemen will accept my apologies and allow me to have them over to coffee this morning instead.
Behind many of us crazy writers is someone with their feet on the ground as they fulfil a huge…
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November 18, 2015
One Lovely Blog Award…Thank you!
I would like to thank Charles Ray‘s fantastic book review blog and also everyone that takes the time to read my blog. I am very honored to be nominated for this award that I will proudly display on my site.
Now I reveal 7 things about myself you may or may not have known.
1. I wrote my first novel in High School. Chapters were sold for $0.25 cents each…It kept my car in gas.
2. My favorite book is “Peck’s Bad Boy and his Pa“.
3. When my son and daughter were born, I was in the room watching.
4. I have the honor of being married to the same woman for forty-five years. If I had to do it again, I would in a heartbeat.
5. My first published novel, “The Wolf’s Moon” was written in longhand and took about a year or so to finish.
6. I love to watch nature, watching flowers grow in one of our many gardens. Sitting in the room where I write I watch the animals drink from the creek.
7. Most of all, I love working with my wife each day, meeting all of the wonderful people around the world and reading their thoughts in blogging.
Oh yeah, did I mention anything about woodworking? No? Well, maybe next time.
Blogs I’m nominating
These bloggers that I am nominating are just a few of the wonderful people out there in the blogosphere. If I were to list everyone, the list would be 18 pages long and growing. Thank you for providing a snapshot of life from your side of the street :)
Chris The Story Reading Ape – Chris Graham
Daily Echo – Sue Vincent
Inesemjphotography – Inese
Myths of the Mirror – Diana
Viv The Owl Lady @V@
Yadadarcyyada – Donna Parker
Rules for the Award
In conclusion, to all my blogger nominees, here is the list of rules to participate:
Thank the person who nominated you and provide a link to her/his blog.
List 7 interesting facts about yourself.
Nominate 15 other bloggers and inform them by posting on their site.
List the rules and display the award.
November 17, 2015
Yadadarcyyada: 10 Ways To Be Grateful Even On Bad Days
Great words of wisdom from yadadarcyyada aka Donna Parker…Thank you :)
Originally posted on yadadarcyyada:
Life is full of good things and bad things.Sometimes good things go bad.
Sometimes bad things go good.
Sometimes a bit of both.
The good stuff doesn’t always make the bad stuff easier to take, but the bad stuff doesn’t always ruin the good stuff either.
We should try to be grateful for the good stuff, especially when there’s bad stuff.
We Could Be Grateful For:
1. Family and friends. The memory of family and friends. The possibility of family and friends.
2. Knowledge, free will, and finding respectful ways to agree to disagree.
3. Enjoying what you have, instead of always thinking about what you want.
4. Remembering both the good times and the bad – and not living in either.
5. Enjoying the everyday things. Life isn’t about the big moments.
6. Finding happiness, peace, or contentment, especially by making others happy, peace-filled, or contented.
7. Life…
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Charles Ray: A Blog Award
Wow…humbled by the nomination by Charles Ray for The Lovely Blog Award. Thank you so very much!
Originally posted on Charles Ray's Ramblings:
I don’t normally pay a lot of attention to blog awards–too busy blogging, book reviewing, and writing–but, I have to stop and say thanks to Anatomy of Perceval for One Lovely Blog Award. I’m really not sure what I did to deserve it, but it’s always nice to learn that there are actually people out there who read what I write.
So, having that out of the way, I’ll follow the rules for this award.
7 Interesting Facts About Myself
I’ve been writing since I was about 12 or 13 – got my first short story published in a national magazine back then.
I have a short attention span, and get bored easily, so I write and read in a lot of genres.
My first full-length work of fiction took eight years to write–but, now I finish a book of 60,000 words in about a month.
I was a…
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November 16, 2015
Kevin Morris reading a further selection of his poetry
A selection of poetry read by Kevin Morris…AWESOME!
Originally posted on newauthoronline:
A selection of poems by Kevin Morris, read by yours truly :)
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She Was Our Daughter too… Ella era nuestra hija también …
First in Spanish and then in English (Google translate)
Un joven, bella estadounidense se sentó con una taza de la noche de café con amigos en uno de los maravillosos café en la acera de en París.
París. El nombre de la ciudad es uno que no importa donde una persona está en este planeta, ellos saben exactamente donde está. Incluso sin haber caminaba por esas calles, una joven de California hizo.
Ella era una estudiante. Nada más que eso.
La niña iba a la cama por la noche en un lugar llamado “La Ciudad de las Luces”. Por la mañana se levantó de su cama en la misma ciudad, por lo que muchas millas de su abrazo.
Siento que tengo que pedir disculpas que ella no va a volver a casa con usted.
Sentado aquí en Missouri rural, estoy a salvo con mi esposa. Mi hija y su familia son sólo un pequeño paseo en automóvil donde están a salvo. Mi hijo y su familia son un poco más lejos aún que son seguros.
Creo que sé lo que debe estar sintiendo. Un completo vacío. Pronto habrá ira. A su vez que la ira en algo positivo.
Yo no sabía que su hija, pero tengo una … como lo hizo tantas familias que también perdieron a sus seres queridos Francés (así como de otros países del mundo).
Nunca he tenido el placer de conocer y conocer a su hija. Yo no te conozco, pero por favor saber mis oraciones están con ustedes.
Ella ya está en los cielos es como lo son todas las víctimas de otros / héroes de aquella trágica noche de viernes.
Orar es todo lo que puedo hacer más.
Soy demasiado viejo para ir de caza.
Que Dios llevar a su familia en sus brazos.
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A young, beautiful American sat having an evening cup of coffee with friends at one of the wonderful sidewalk cafe’s in Paris.
Paris. The name of that city is one that no matter where a person is on this planet, they know exactly where it is. Even never having walked those streets, one young lady from California did.
She was a student. Nothing more than that.
The girl would go to bed at night in a place called, “The City of Lights”. In the morning she rose from her bed in the same city, so many miles from your embrace.
I feel that I need to apologize that she is not going to come home to you.
Sitting here in rural Missouri, I am safe with my wife. My daughter and her family are only a small automobile ride where they are safe. My son and his family are a bit farther away yet they are safe.
I think I know what you must be feeling. A complete emptiness. Soon there will be anger. Turn that anger into something positive.
I did not know your daughter but I do have one…as did so many French (as well as other world countries) families who also lost their loved ones.
I never had the pleasure of meeting and knowing your daughter. I don’t know you, but please know my prayers are with you.
She is already in heaven as are all the other victims/heroes of that tragic Friday night.
Praying is all I can do anymore.
I am too old to go hunting.
May God take your family into His arms.
