I love shadows. I was encouraged to learn about them in art class as we learned to add dimension to our pictures, but have since became more aware of them because of night blindness. Shadows and lights play a huge part in how we see things.
For more shadowy photos visit Harriet's blogspot:
If you like images with shadows I encourage you to take a look, better yet, join.
Don't look at me. I always color my own hair, but this time I used the same color, left it on for half the time, ran into the bathroom to quickly rinse it out (I could see it was getting way too dark). Not only was my hair dark, but my ears, forehead, neck, cheeks... I scrubbed my head for two hours after. I did not get to bed until 3:30 a.m. and had to get up at 6:00 to go to work. I wanted so bad to correct my error. I could not even go right to sleep, as I was so worked up about it. I did not want to face the world looking like this. Pretty funny, huh?
Finally I got to sleep, then my intelligent husband woke me up at 5:00 a.m. to tell me that my hair was red! Really? Oh, I did not notice. Then I was back in the bathroom washing again....It's been a tough last few days. I finally got my ears back to normal, but oh my hair...
Today is my mom's birthday. My husband (remember Mr. Intelligence?) and I took her out to eat for her birthday. She never made a point of my hair color. She was loving and gracious as always. We had a ball. My husband snapped a few pictures of us.
Mom has had a few strokes. They have left her unable to speak. She has damage on the right side of her body and has little use of her right hand. She drags her right foot behind her as she walks. Mom cut her own food and fed herself; no pity there. She is too busy living life to the fullest to pity herself or dwell upon what was.
She refused to let my husband bring the car around for her. She beat us to the car. She is a small framed woman of 5 foot with a heart as big as all outdoors. Do not challenge her to a card or board game unless you are a good loser, as she is quite good in remembering the plays and calculating her moves. She keeps a score sheet on her favorite team, the Tigers, and knows their stats by heart. She is always ready with a smile and a hug and her child like sense of play and adventure will forever keep her young. She is the rare individual that you go to visit to cheer up and leave her presence cheered yourself.
Treasure that individual that gives you much because it is priceless. One day the memories will be stored away in your heart and mind and you will need to draw upon them to gather your strength and courage. She has given me so much, and continues to give. We took her out to eat, but we were the ones who were treated.
The Boo Boo Zoo recently sent me an email message; one I could not ignore.It started out with a plea for help.
I have followed them for over two years now, and they know me because I wrote about them and their wonderful journey that began with falling in love, curing cancer and saving hurt and abandoned animals. These animals would be homeless and most likely dead if not for their refuge. The story is touching and inspiring and their plea is a worthy one:
"This economic crisis has hit the refuge in a horrible way, help is needed immediately. Please help in any way you can.
Welcome to The Boo Boo Zoo at the East Maui Animal Refuge, a Sanctuary for Injured and Orphaned Animals Love Truly is Helping the Helpless.
Hello from all of us at The East Maui Animal Refuge!
We hope this email finds you all well! As always, we have been extremely busy here at the refuge! Thank you so much to all of our volunteers and supporters that make it possible to continue saving lives.
A few things:
-We have started a facebook page and have found it to be a quick and easy way for us to network, raise funds and update our supporters on events. Please click here
to add us as your friend :)
-Also, you can now shop or sell on Ebay to support the Boo Boo Babies! Check the listings that benefit EMAR here.
-It is baby kitten season again, if you have any interest in learning how to be a "foster parent" to a baby, please let us know!
The East Maui Animal Refuge
25 Maluaina Place
Haiku, Hawaii 96708" - (end of email message)
Perhaps you know or are an animal lover and would like to celebrate a birthday or a special occasion in a unique way. Purchasing a gift from this web site would benefit the animals while being a memorable gift to your loved one.What better gift could you give than one that may save a life?
Once in awhile amidst all the pages of emails we receive from our friends, family and acquaintances, there is a gem worth keeping and sharing. When I named my blog
"Seeds4Thoughts" it was with the thought of planting "thoughts" (seeds), seeds that will improve our health, whether it is spiritually, emotionally, mentally or physically because they all combine for the better of our being. This is what I want to do. I can gather seeds (information) about various things to improve my health and help myself, but when I scatter the information (seeds), I can help improve others. I would love to be an instrument for the greater good.
My brother in law sent me this email, and I thought it was just precious. I hope you enjoy it too.
“IT'S WHAT YOU SCATTER”
I was at the corner grocery store buying some early potatoes... I noticed a small boy, delicate of bone and feature, ragged but clean, hungrily apprising a basket of freshly picked green peas.
I paid for my potatoes but was also drawn to the display of fresh green peas. I am a pushover for creamed peas and new potatoes.
Pondering the peas, I couldn't help overhearing the conversation between Mr. Miller (the store owner) and the ragged boy next to me. ''Hello Barry, how are you today?'
'H'lo, Mr. Miller. Fine, thank ya. Jus' admirin' them peas. They sure look good.'
'They are good, Barry. How's your Ma?' 'Fine. Gittin' stronger alla' time.'
'Good. Anything I can help you with?'
'No, Sir. Jus' admirin' them peas.'
'Would you like to take some home?' Asked Mr. Miller.
'No, Sir. Got nuthin' to pay for 'em with.'
'Well, what have you to trade me for some of those peas?'
'All I got's my prize marble here.' 'Is that all right?'
'Let me see it' said Miller.'
'Here 'tis. She's a dandy.'
'I can see that. Hmm mmm, only thing is this one is blue and I sort of go for red. Do you have a red one like this at home?' the store owner asked.
'Not zackley but almost.'
'Tell you what. Take this sack of peas home with you and next trip this way let me look at that red marble'.. Mr. Miller told the boy.
'Sure will. Thanks Mr. Miller.'
Mrs. Miller, who had been standing nearby, came over to help me. With a smile she said, 'There are two other boys like him in our community, all three are in very poor circumstances. Jim just loves to bargain with them for peas, apples, tomatoes, or whatever. When they come back with their red marbles, and they always do, he decides he doesn't like red after all and he sends them home with a bag of produce for a green marble or an orange one, when they come on their next trip to the store.'
I left the store smiling to myself, impressed with this man. A short time later I moved to Colorado, but I never forgot the story of this man, the boys, and their bartering for marbles.
Several years went by, each more rapid than the previous one. Just recently I had occasion to visit some old friends in that Idaho community and while I was there learned that Mr. Miller had died. They were having his visitation that evening and knowing my friends wanted to go, I agreed to accompany them. Upon arrival at the mortuary we fell into line to meet the relatives of the deceased and to offer whatever words of comfort we could.
Ahead of us in line were three young men. One was in an army uniform and the other two wore nice haircuts, dark suits and white shirts...all very professional looking. They approached Mrs. Miller, standing composed and smiling by her husband's casket. Each of the young men hugged her, kissed her on the cheek, spoke briefly with her and moved on to the casket. Her misty light blue eyes followed them as, one by one; each young man stopped briefly and placed his own warm hand over the cold pale hand in the casket. Each left the mortuary awkwardly, wiping his eyes.
Our turn came to meet Mrs. Miller. I told her who I was and reminded her of the story from those many years ago and what she had told me about her husband's bartering for marbles. With her eyes glistening, she took my hand and led me to the casket.
'Those three young men who just left were the boys I told you about. They just told me how they appreciated the things Jim 'traded' them. Now, at last, when Jim could not change his mind about color or size....they came to pay their debts.'
'We've never had a great deal of the wealth of this world,' she confided, 'but right now, Jim would consider himself the richest man in Idaho.'
With loving gentleness she lifted the lifeless fingers of her deceased husband. Resting underneath were three exquisitely shined red marbles.
I miss my little dog. My husband tells me he would hear my car before I parked and wait for me at the door. His welcome was genuine and heart felt. He told me that my cats do the same. I don't get jumped on and get the kisses like my dog would give me, but they certainly follow me around the house until I sit down and then they will fight each other for my lap. If our fur buddies can be this attentive to us, how should we react to spending time with our heavenly father?
Do we approach our Bible study with sincere hearts? Are we eager to attend church? Do we look for opportunities to serve one another? Are we in continuous prayer and not just when we are in dire need? Jeremiah 29:13 "You will find me when you seek me, if you look for me in earnest." The Living Bible paraphrased.
There is nothing two faced about our pets. Their actions are transparent, their loyalty obvious. Our words may be eloquent and faithful but what of our activities? This is where you can see our sincerity or insincerity.
I John 3:18-19 "Little children, let us stop just saying we love people; let us really love and show it by our actions. Then we will know for sure, by our actions, that we are on God's side, and our consciences will be clear, even before we stand before the Lord."
Jeannie loves to take pictures as much as or more than I do. We get together and go for country rides to capture "color", as she calls it, but she is like me in that she is always up to her elbows into something. Right now she is redecorating her kitchen. She was waiting for her husband to add on to the house before she did it, but after a few years of waiting has decided to go ahead and plunge into her remodeling. She can move her accents later.
She chose the chef motif. I found a few things to go along with her theme and hurriedly took them there to see what she would do with them. She has photo copied pictures of brick and and placed spackling around the edges to give the rustic look. It is coming along quite nicely. Look at her cute chef's rug that goes in front of the sink. Did you find her among the photos? I quickly captured that one while she and I were at the laundromat. You have to be careful when you have a camera bug for a friend. :-)
What have you been up to lately? Take care and God bless!
I met Icy BC Doan, Anne, and Chan Lee Peng in 2007, while writing at Triond. We have struggled through the many challenges and changes we met through various writing stages there. In fact I followed Anne Lyken-Garner's and Icy's example and created a blog to help market my content there.
Blogs take on a life of their own.
But if you are a blogger you know, a blog will take on a life of its own. Soon I found myself blogging because I love to blog, and I love to share the little bits and pieces of my friend's lives as they share them on their blogs. Anne was the first one to share my link in her side bar. Icy shared tips with me on setting up my blog, as she is so much quicker at understanding the technological aspects of blogging. She has been an angel. Chan motivated and encouraged. Chan would check out new sites and come back to me and say "Judy, try this one".. or that one. I learn a lot from Chan's research and the articles Chan has published at Factoidz are displayed in the link at the end of my blog.
We love writing but we have to eat!
I wrote about Icy's article after she followed me to Factoidz. I had not got around to telling you about mine. I thought I would write another and talk about both of them. I took a pause because my good friend Jeannie had a severe asthma attack. I researched several days to find out as much as I could to assist her. I went to publish it at Factoidz and had technical problems so it got posted at Triond, but sent to Jeannie first. Thankfully she is doing much better now.
Writers are told to be credible, but what about publishers?
What is it about writing sites now? Some will not answer your technical queries for days on end. (not Triond or Bukisa); some do not pay what they promise; some lure you in with promises they just don't keep. We write because we love to write, but we have to eat so of course we try to write where we know we will get paid. Let it be our choice whether we write for nothing or not. Why can't they just be honest, or "transparent"? While writing at Associated Content I was asked to call them on the phone to get verified. I did and supposedly was verified. Then I was to fill out paypal forms. I did. I have used paypal for several years and receive income from numerous sites using this method so my account is active. Associated Content refuses to verify my paypal and refuses to answer my queries. Are you experiencing problems at any of the sites you write at?
We have to answer them in a timely fashion, but they can ignore us?
Is it because they have unlimited resources as far as writers are concerned but we are limited in where we can write? How can we make our jobs as writers more satisfying? How can we assure that editors are just as ethical as we are?
I work as a customer service representative and assist customers with their bills, sometimes 10 hours a day. Many of the things I hear each day tend to wrench my heart. The job situation is not good for many people and even paying for their necessities like food and shelter is difficult. I heard an appalling statistic the other day referring to approximately one out of ten Americans losing their home or being near foreclosure. I try not to dwell on the sad situations that many are facing, and sometimes mine is only a fraction better. Who do you know that would not behind if their pay check did not come in on pay day?
We brace ourselves for each call, never knowing what we will hear, answering the phone with a smile on our face and a positive voice, but the call I got just last week made my day. A customer called and did not want to look at his bill. He did not need an extension, but wanted to know how to compliment one of our workers. He recognized our truck and took down the plate number. He personally witnessed one of our drivers go out of his way to buy two women, who were standing in the pouring rain at a bus stop, umbrellas and candy bars. It made his day, and he wanted to "pay forward" also. It's contagious.
Wouldn't it be nice if people would take a moment more often to be kind and considerate to one another? Small things like a smile, a greeting, holding the door or the elevator... We do kindnesses for our friends and loved ones, but to be kind to a perfect stranger is practically unheard of.
I bought these tulips in Walmarts to treat myself. Can I share one with you? Please copy and paste and use it however you would like. I can hear the sound of the theme song for the Golden Girls playing in my head. Can you? "Thank you for being my friend." Let this be the start of my new habit - random acts of kindness. :-) Take care & God bless!!
Easter is celebrated differently by each of us. Many of us will attend church in celebration of the great holy day. Children enjoy receiving Easter baskets and some will enjoy showing off their Easter finery in church.
As a child I recall sunrise service where we enjoyed breakfast and a lesson regarding Christ's resurrection. Perhaps that is part of my fascination for sunrises, but I love sunsets too. One represents the closing of the day, where the day is finished, in this case it would be the completion of the crucifixion and the other the beginning of a brand new day or his resurrection and our rebirth.
Could you imagine being born with the purpose of suffering and dying on the cross for the sins of the world? Jesus was. His entire life, while on earth, Jesus served by teaching, feeding, performing miracles, and ultimately dying for all mankind. After being ridiculed, beaten and ultimately crucified, His broken, bleeding, and bruised body was placed in a borrowed tomb.
Now very early in the morning of the third day the women of Galilee brought spices they had prepared to tend to the body, but were surprised when they came upon the cave to find the huge stone had been rolled away ~Luke 24:2 Can you imagine the glorious sun as it was rising finally showing light in the darkness and the women gasping in amazement as they beheld an empty tomb?
Verse 4 states the women were perplexed and then they saw two men in shining garments. They were afraid and fell with their faces to the ground. I love the angels response "Why seek ye the living among the dead? He is not here, but is risen; remember how he spake unto you when he was yet in Galilee, Saying, The Son of man must be delivered into the hands of sinful men, and be crucified, and the third day rise again." Verse 6,7 and then in 8 the women recalled Jesus' words and rushed back to tell the disciples. The book of Luke then tells us that the women were Mary Magdalene, Joanna, and Mary the mother of James (among other women).
Have a glorious Easter remembering that there is nothing in the world that Christ cannot conquer as He has already conquered sin and death. Take care and God bless!