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An Abstract Idea
I would like my newest entry to resemble light and fluffy, like a marshmallow. I would have said snow, but my love of snow is dwindling amidst the clear staying power it has around my homestead.
I've decided snow is just an illusion. When it starts to fall (back in December) your overcome with a sense of peace and silent contemplation of your surroundings. Snow muffles the hustle and bustle of life and hints at the simple things like hot chocolate, cozy blankets and Christmas.
However, after the snow has landed, and stuck like Elmer's glue for well over a month, it takes on a whole new essence. Stark. Blinding. Plain. Monochromatic. Being presented with a monochromatic world conflicts with my abstract mind. It breeds a simple cliche called "Cabin Fever" of the worst kind. I want the hell outta here.
Thank you everyone, for your well wishes for my Father. He's doing as well as can be expected. I've assessed the damage and told him to blame my Mother for the amazing eye shiners he has acquired. (She didn't love that idea, but I know I detected a smile in his swollen canvas) His face is not monochromatic in the slightest. The body can produce a brilliant hue of colors when aggravated! As for his nose, only time will reveal what he ends up with. At the moment, no one is saying a word about it's appearance. It's hard to offer up an opinion on something that has what looks like a million stitches from forehead to bottom lip.
Light and Fluffy. Fluffy and Light, like a feather swirling in the wind. I don't think I can achieve fluffy and light today. I'm just not feeling the vibe of such a squishy idea. Perhaps if I had more caffeine in my system I would feel the bounce of a light and fluffy day. Hmmm, now I'm just adding fat to some filler to achieve some filled up space. Not a good idea, nope, never, because even I know that comes off as erratic and sporadic and will land firmly at the foot of whacko.
Speaking of whacko, I would like to try something. But as I put this out there, forget I ever said whacko. Just clear thy mind and thing pink posies and white daisies, the vision of pure and innocent, nice and sweet.
As for that something I would like to try, it would take a measure of trust and curiosity on your part. Oh, and an email and home address in my box would help. That's right, I'm openly stepping over the boundaries of Internet guidelines and requesting the address of anyone who would enjoy receiving a note via snail mail. In case you all forgot, that sort of mail requires an old fashioned thing called a stamp, typically purchased from a post office. Unlike email (which I know I am horrendous at) , it's something I rather enjoy doing, a hobby of mine, (mind) I suppose. And just so it's clear, nothing whatsoever, is expected in return. Nadda, nothing. I know snail mail is my thing, and would never expect one in return...I am just of the belief that sometimes, occasionally, it's nice to receive something in the mail other then a bill or tree killing junk and I like to be the one sending. Confidentiality is of course treated like a vault.
References provided if needed...... from people (actual Internet friends) I've been writing for some time... (you know, to prove I'm not a maniac whacko) So, go for it, email me, you never know....right? <grin>
~~Carry On~~~
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rereading my comment I am struck by how horrible my punctuation is and my spelling...my card are suppose to read "absolutely stunning"...lol
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I am snail mail junkie too! My attempts to swap mail, or even to send my absolutely home made cards have been met with stoney silence. lol! Glad to hear that your's was such a success (as I read in an entry above)...perhaps we should swap addresses too. You know, there is nothing like sending a card or letter. The people I do have this type of relationship with, family, close friends, are always thrilled to receive something that takes effort and, lets face it, sealed with a kiss.
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Hello, i am new to blogging. I came across yours by searching and clicking on every entry. lol the quality of some of the blogs is not what i expected. then there the ones that are interesting and i look at the dates and they havent been updated in years. how disappointing. i hope that i do not become one of those. i also agonize over my entries.
i have been very fortunate to have already collected a small group of loyal readers. they have become my friends.
something struck my interest in yours.I met a friend on line who was a widow. She was the mother of 4 teen agers ,that she was raisng alone. Her husband worked outdoors. he had a beard f or many years but decided to shave it. the beard was concealing a skin cancer. less than 3 years later he was gone. i corresponded with her for quite a while so i understand some of the emotions that you and your father are feeling. my prayers are with you.
about the tea...i drink green tea. the first green tea i had was in japan. As one of your comments mentioned the loose tea is the best. i am too lazy for that. tea gives me indigestion. to alleviate this i either drop a slice of apple in it and enjoy the apple after the tea is gone or just drink the tea and eat an apple.
coffee is and can be just as much as a religious experience as tea. lol I put a slice of sugared ginger in mine. sometimes i squirt on whipped cream from a can ,sprinkle cinnamon, and top with a cherry. please visit my blog sometime! -
(((((((((Rebecca)))))))))))) Congrats! ;) C.
2/29/08 3:31 PM
Hope your dad is doing better. It makes me kinda want to call my dad.