| A Blur of... [message #24443] |
Mon, 21 December 2009 19:12  |
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A Blur of...
[Updated on: Mon, 21 December 2009 20:11]
Smooshes!
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| Re: A Blur of... [message #24450 is a reply to message #24443 ] |
Mon, 21 December 2009 21:35  |
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"Look at that FACE." -- which one? The demure grin, or the "Unnnnh! get him OFF me!" ?
Sending wishes for good news, better weather, timely flight of polished Pegasus, and plenty of spoons for Christmas.
"I heard the bells on Christmas Day, on Christmas Day in the morning" -- do you have to get up early Friday to ring?
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| Re: A Blur of... [message #24452 is a reply to message #24443 ] |
Mon, 21 December 2009 22:30 |
 skating librarian
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Chaos looks as if he should be part of heraldic device ...
Maybe Peter needs a tie with medieval looking hellhounds cavorting ...
I am sorry to hear about your friend. I hope good news comes as soon as possible.
The big east coast storm missed us, but apparently Cape Cod got a full blast. I guess I'd better go buy snow tires before leaving to visit my parents.
I wish you could have been with us last we night ... we wandered door to door caroling in a neighborhood some friends have just moved to. It's mainly big Victorian houses broken up into apartments and tiny old houses sheltering the elderly and their care givers. We were an odd group of three little girls seven and under, their parents, a bunch of us in our late fifties/early sixties, and the local mechanical wizard who converts people's diesel cars to run on used vegetable oil from fast food joints. A small core of us knew one another and the rest were new comers to our singing ways.
There was an instant feeling of warmth, tho the night was very cold and the ice thick upon the streets and sidewalk. But best of all was the surprise and delight on the faces of those for whom we sang. Young and old came to their doors to listen to the rag tag bunch of strangers wish them Merry Christmas in song. A young couple struggling with grocery bags, elderly gents who had lived in their homes since the twenties and remembered the ice man and milk deliveries by sleigh, a young dad and his shy three year old, and (most heart warming for me) was a youngish Black man who opened the door with a look of dread as he found himself confronted by a bunch of white strangers. It took a few moments for him to realize that we were caroling and wishing him well. The emotions which swept across his face told their own story.
It was a perfect reminder of what Peace on Earth would really look like.
I hope that one and all in this community enjoy the solstice and have reason to celebrate, whatever their faith.
"Winning a war is like winning an earthquake" Jeanette Rankin
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| Re: A Blur of... [message #24459 is a reply to message #24443 ] |
Tue, 22 December 2009 10:25 |
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I hope the prognosis for your near and dear one will be favourable. Many positive thoughts winging their way to you.
And sympathy on snow issues - I have a large bone to pick with the weather pixies over their timing with this little effort!
And hurrah for hellhounds providing a little light relief.
[Updated on: Tue, 22 December 2009 10:56]
Don't worry about the dust bunnies, they're just here to guard the treasure.....
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| Re: A Blur of... [message #24484 is a reply to message #24443 ] |
Tue, 22 December 2009 19:29 |
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I'm really sorry to hear about your friends. I've been hearing about a lot of accidents here, too. So far no one close to us, but I still worry. As pretty as the snow is, it's not very friendly if you have to go out in it. :(
I love the expressions dogs/cats/ferrets make when they play. It's just ridiculous. (And seeing these photos, I again boggle how humans can insist that dogs/cats/ferrets/whatever aren't people too.)
Smooshes!
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| Re: A Blur of... [message #24485 is a reply to message #24443 ] |
Tue, 22 December 2009 19:29 |
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*loved* the stockings. they rule!
and I hope by now you've really heard good news about the friend...
"they say that absence makes the heart grow fungus".
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| Re: A Blur of... [message #24492 is a reply to message #24484 ] |
Tue, 22 December 2009 21:22 |
Aaron
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| jmeadows wrote on Tue, 22 December 2009 16:29 |
. . .I again boggle how humans can insist that dogs/cats/ferrets/whatever aren't people too.)
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I think that the problem is frequently that not everyone who hears you say "people" understands what you intended to communicate. Lacking your contrast between humans (a group that makes the mistake and which does not include the hellhounds) and people (a group which does include the hellhounds) I might have been tempted to think that by "people" you meant "human". The differences between humans and hellhounds are profound and important and denying them is as silly as denying that the commonalities are also profound and important.
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| Re: A Blur of... [message #24559 is a reply to message #24443 ] |
Thu, 24 December 2009 03:15 |
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Diane in MN
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I'm so sorry to hear about your friend's injury and will keep him or her in my prayers. I hope you and Peter hear good news soon.
We are in the first night of a storm that's supposed to last until after Christmas. There were probably four inches of snow on the ground when I came up here, but we seem to have missed the freezing rain. I am immensely grateful that my brother flew in yesterday and that we don't have to go anywhere until Christmas morning. This has been forecast for days and the trucks have been out since yesterday, spraying the anti-ice stuff on the roads. The plows may have a hard time keeping up with the snow, though.
If the snow lets up enough for photography, I'll try to get some pictures of the dogs out in the back yard. When we let them out before they went to bed, it was snowing like mad and windy; Tasha was quick, but Teddy got snow crazies and I had to suit up and go out myself to induce him to come back to the house.
"The point of books is to have way too many but to always feel you never have enough . . . " Louise Erdrich
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