Stress Reliever #24: When your feeling strained, eat chocolate.
(Just don't touch mine or you'll have a lot more things to feel stressed about!)
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Psalm 118-----------------------------
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'Christian of Caedes'
Mother: Thanks for taking the time to comment on "Back Off." And I agree with those who find focus and exposure "problems" here. Not one of my best technical efforts - - but the little guy's ATTITUDE was just too good to pass up :) Gene
Welcome to Caedes. Can I call you Mom? All seriousness aside thanks for the comments on 'Vacation Island' very much appreciated. Nice to have you here at the asylum.
I would rather live my life as if there is a God and die to find out there isn't, than live my life as if there isn't and die to find out there is.
Albert Camus
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“Praise the light of late November,
the thin sunlight that goes deep in the bones.
Praise the crows chattering in the oak trees;
though they are clothed in night, they do not
despair. Praise what little there's left:
the small boats of milkweed pods, husks, hulls,
shells, the architecture of trees. Praise the meadow
of dried weeds: yarrow, goldenrod, chicory,
the remains of summer. Praise the blue sky
that hasn't cracked yet. Praise the sun slipping down
behind the beechnuts, praise the quilt of leaves
that covers the grass: Scarlet Oak, Sweet Gum,
Sugar Maple. Though darkness gathers, praise our crazy
fallen world; it's all we have, and it's never enough.”
- by Barbara Crooker -
Thank you for your heartwarming words of friendship and positive reinforcement of my efforts at "November impressions". I am looking forward to your next visit.
I would rather live my life as if there is a God and die to find out there isn't, than live my life as if there isn't and die to find out there is.
Albert Camus
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I would rather live my life as if there is a God and die to find out there isn't, than live my life as if there isn't and die to find out there is.
Albert Camus
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My Gallery
Alyssa