This last one was taken on February 20,2010:
"Our road will be smooth and untroubled
no matter what care life may send,
If we travel the pathway together,
and walk side by side with a friend."
~~Unknown
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Sunday, March 28, 2010
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
FELINE QUOTES
"Only cat lovers know the luxury of fur-coated , musical hot water bottles that never go cold." ~~Susanne Millen
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"A cat refuses to be the object of sentimentality--if she doesn't want to be cuddled, that's it."
~~Samantha Armstrong
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Note: Seems to me a cat can also be rather pushy if it does want to be cuddled, especially if you're wearing a clean sweater.
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This one could be about a cat: "Beauty is whatever gives joy."~~Edna St. Vincent Millay
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"A cat refuses to be the object of sentimentality--if she doesn't want to be cuddled, that's it."
~~Samantha Armstrong
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Note: Seems to me a cat can also be rather pushy if it does want to be cuddled, especially if you're wearing a clean sweater.
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This one could be about a cat: "Beauty is whatever gives joy."~~Edna St. Vincent Millay
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Sunday, March 21, 2010
Friday, March 19, 2010
DUCK PARK
There are several nice parks in our area; the official name of this one is Centennial Park:
The ducks are Mallards, I believe, and there are some large white geese that can be rather intimidating. However, they all appreciate bits of bread and the like.
These steps lead to a foot bridge that crosses the river.
A view of the Arkansas River from the bridge.
And here is the depot from the North end of the bridge.
The park also has tennis courts, large expanses of lush grass for any number of games, a children's playground and picnic tables.
The park also has tennis courts, large expanses of lush grass for any number of games, a children's playground and picnic tables.
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Wednesday, March 17, 2010
THE BIG CHAIR
All who live with and care for cats will agree that there is no such thing as an 'average cat'. All are unique. Follows now the story of one.
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Given to him by our granddaughter, my husband had a beautiful, silken Siamese. He named this kitten Honey Bear and then proceeded to spoil her. While he ate, she dined on tuna from a newly opened tin, or shredded home-cooked chicken, and tidbits from his plate. She was provided with clean bowls of fresh water and crunchy dry (cat) food at all times. Naturally, she had her own quality litter-box, which had to be cleaned after each use, and at night she slept under the blankets of his bed. During the day she could be found where ever he was. They watched TV or dozed in the big chair. Many hours were spent there. Sometimes he entertained her with dangle toys or even his cane. And so, as she grew, they bonded.
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But Chuck was very sick. And after he died, Honey Bear never again touched the big chair where they had spent so much time. She lost weight and preferred to spend a great deal of time outside. She was somewhat consoled by her brother, Big Bear, who had come to live with us during that time. Finally, she began to follow my son from place to place, sitting a few feet away, her back to him, ears drawn back.
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But about eight months after Chuck died, Honey Bear disappeared. Vanished. We tried everything but never found a trace. Maybe she just couldn't forgive him for leaving her.
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I console myself by remembering that Big Bear didn't grieve excessively, so he must know that she's alive somewhere in a home without the big chair.
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Given to him by our granddaughter, my husband had a beautiful, silken Siamese. He named this kitten Honey Bear and then proceeded to spoil her. While he ate, she dined on tuna from a newly opened tin, or shredded home-cooked chicken, and tidbits from his plate. She was provided with clean bowls of fresh water and crunchy dry (cat) food at all times. Naturally, she had her own quality litter-box, which had to be cleaned after each use, and at night she slept under the blankets of his bed. During the day she could be found where ever he was. They watched TV or dozed in the big chair. Many hours were spent there. Sometimes he entertained her with dangle toys or even his cane. And so, as she grew, they bonded.
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But Chuck was very sick. And after he died, Honey Bear never again touched the big chair where they had spent so much time. She lost weight and preferred to spend a great deal of time outside. She was somewhat consoled by her brother, Big Bear, who had come to live with us during that time. Finally, she began to follow my son from place to place, sitting a few feet away, her back to him, ears drawn back.
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But about eight months after Chuck died, Honey Bear disappeared. Vanished. We tried everything but never found a trace. Maybe she just couldn't forgive him for leaving her.
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I console myself by remembering that Big Bear didn't grieve excessively, so he must know that she's alive somewhere in a home without the big chair.
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Tuesday, March 16, 2010
THE SUN IN WINTER
At the top is a sky full of jet streams, then the sun trying bravely to break through and of course, a sunrise.
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Friday, March 12, 2010
SOMETIMES IN LIFE there is
BETRAYAL
There were the little things
First, I shook them off
Imagination, over-reaction, unintentional
Surely I misunderstood.
Then
It became so unreal day after day
The cruel mind games, the lies
How could this be? Where were my friends?
Surely I misunderstood.
Painful humiliation endured alone
I couldn't believe why no one could see
Why no one cared
Surely I misunderstood.
After all the years, the giving, the caring
I had no strength to defend myself
I couldn't believe you wanted me gone
But surely I misunderstood.
I wasn't ready to go yet
It hurt so bad
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(c) Bev Caligaris, 2010
All rights reserved
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Tuesday, March 9, 2010
WEALTHY AMERICAN TAXPAYERS
Last winter we viewed recurring TV ads urging us to return the census questionaires. Why was I unable to see the part that said those forms had not been sent, nor would they be mailed until March, 2010? Can you imagine the enormous cost ? Does anyone remember them now?
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Yesterday I received a letter from the Census Bureau. My first reaction was that it must be a very short form this time. Wrong. It was a notice that the questionaires will be sent in about a week; please fill in the blanks and return promptly. Two mailings? To every residence in the US...every street number, every rural route number, every PO box, every apartment number, every mobile home park lot number... The postage alone must be staggering, not to mention double the office overhead, double the man/woman power, double the paper, and double the ink - among other things.
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Don't get me wrong, I understand the importance of the census. I just don't understand such free spending of the American taxpayers' money.
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Yesterday I received a letter from the Census Bureau. My first reaction was that it must be a very short form this time. Wrong. It was a notice that the questionaires will be sent in about a week; please fill in the blanks and return promptly. Two mailings? To every residence in the US...every street number, every rural route number, every PO box, every apartment number, every mobile home park lot number... The postage alone must be staggering, not to mention double the office overhead, double the man/woman power, double the paper, and double the ink - among other things.
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Don't get me wrong, I understand the importance of the census. I just don't understand such free spending of the American taxpayers' money.
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"Friends are those rare people who ask how we are and then wait to hear the answer."
~~Ed Cunningham
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