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Memories, itching to come out. Martha and I remember Mom telling us this tiny story. I more than she, as she claims long-term memory fail.
Mom said, “Ab c d b! L m no b. O s m r 2, c m it bt is. L I b, I c m it bt is.”
The translation is, “Abby see the bee. Hell, him no bee. Oh yes him are to, see him itty bitty eyes. Well I be, I see him itty bitty eyes.”
For some reason I associate this with pizza. At the time there was no pizza in Lebanon. Was there a pizzeria later that capitalized on this saying? Yes, in Florida. CDB Pizza.
Have you heard this abc story, or another like it?
Where our young men to dream and old men to prophesy? Don’t Christians have a voice? Have we all fallen into apostasy. WAKE UP CHRISTIANS. John 1:9 Repent from your sins that separate you from our Lord. At judgement will you be a goat or his sheep?
Last night was my first night on thefarm. I was weary from driving as well as not sleeping well for the last week. My fit bit shows I slept well and I feel like I did too.
It’s raining today. No walking unless it clears up. The ducks are happy foraging in the rain. The five dogs are sleeping. I’m going to read right now. My Kindle has quite a few waiting for me to open.
Make the most of your day, enjoy your life.
I’m going to the farm for 10 days peace and time of being restored while I’m cradled in his hand. Nick knows something is going on. Later as we get closer he’ll know where we’re we going. Happy dance time.
Michelle’s post this morning has a meaningful haiku and encouragement to accept what may come.
The Aran Artisan
Can you read my messy writing? My far from complete ‘can’t wait to-do list’… I was going to rewrite it neatly, but decided to spare the waste and instead trace the pen in rainbow colours to brighten it up for this post.
While the photo is all about my work that is creative, fun, and without strict boundaries, the accompanying haiku refers more to the laborious aspects of working to provide food for our family…
working the body
harvesting diamonds and pearls
feeds autarkic souls
The diamonds I refer to are those we harvest from the ground, the pearls being what we garner from the sea and shore. By now, you know that those aren’t the only gems provided by the earth, our little island, our neighbors, and our homefarm; we harvest, gather, barter, and recycle.
No surprise, it’s not always easy living out a dream. We do it not only to support our family’s food needs and…
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Come gather ’round people Wherever you roam And admit that the waters Around you have grown And accept it that soon You’ll be drenched to the bone If your time to you Is worth savin’ Then you better start swimmin’ Or you’ll sink like a stone For the times they are a-changin’.
Come writers and critics Who prophesize with your pen And keep your eyes wide The chance won’t come again And don’t speak too soon For the wheel’s still in spin And there’s no tellin’ who That it’s namin’ For the loser now Will be later to win For the times they are a-changin’.
Come senators, congressmen Please heed the call Don’t stand in the doorway Don’t block up the hall For he that gets hurt Will be he who has stalled There’s a battle outside And it is ragin’ It’ll soon shake your windows And rattle your walls For the times they are a-changin’.
Come mothers and fathers Throughout the land And don’t criticize What you can’t understand Your sons and your daughters Are beyond your command Your old road is Rapidly agin’ Please get out of the new one If you can’t lend your hand For the times they are a-changin’.
The line it is drawn The curse it is cast The slow one now Will later be fast As the present now Will later be past The order is Rapidly fadin’ And the first one now Will later be last For the times they are a-changin’.
Do you respond to the test on Face Book that analyze your name? I do, on occasion; sometimes I post them, sometimes I don’t. Yesterday I found that my personal anthem is Stronger by Kelly Clarkson. I’m a fan of Kelly’s and enjoy her music. This particular song express emotions that fit my story.
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Decisions March 17, 2017
Give me strength. February 10, 2017
In the middle of a move. January 27, 2017
Is it luck? January 26, 2017
Grace and Gifts January 24, 2017
What happened? January 16, 2017
Thank you! December 16, 2016
What’s stuck in my brain? May 20, 2016
Where are you? May 1, 2016
Living Well Means April 30, 2016
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