tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22812045004571588062024-03-13T03:12:16.226-07:00Ramblings from a Southern BelleThe title says it all.....Ramblings.....yep I am a rambler....dixiebellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09262345357768002093noreply@blogger.comBlogger60125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2281204500457158806.post-90492829394016912362020-05-28T15:17:00.000-07:002020-05-28T15:18:18.182-07:00Daisy Mai<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This is Daisy Mai all grown up but still a momma's girl. She's been such a loyal companion and good friend as has her sister Willow Beans. I'm so lucky to have them in my life❤️dixiebellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09262345357768002093noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2281204500457158806.post-87715802314434816972016-01-15T20:53:00.001-08:002016-03-20T06:53:33.226-07:00Virgin Territory in a Used Garment<p dir="ltr">The majority of my wardrobe comes from discount stores, consignment stores and other second hand places. Digging through rack upon rack of used clothing, I feel the need to wash my hands as soon as I can. Some garments are so saturated in fabric softeners that it takes several washings to get them clean. It's all worth it though when you walk out with your latest bargain. When I discover a sweater, jacket, vest or pair of pants with the pockets still stitched up, I know I've discovered virgin territory in a used garment! My fingers will be the first to explore and caress the inner world of a new pocket. There are fresh corners to explore and depth potential to measure. It makes me smile knowing my fingers will be the first and I imagine the things I'll be able to carry in them besides my fingers. I love a brand new pocket. </p>
dixiebellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09262345357768002093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2281204500457158806.post-15740682168007473242015-09-09T19:53:00.001-07:002015-09-09T19:53:48.334-07:00Bee's Behind<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><br></div>This is a bee's behind! A happy bee's behind covered in pollen. I <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">grin every time I see this so I decided to share. I hope it makes you grin as well! </span><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-03KX8aHuAOA/VfDwsIJc_-I/AAAAAAAAAzs/mlzHsG-nEoQ/s640/blogger-image-1904599932.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-03KX8aHuAOA/VfDwsIJc_-I/AAAAAAAAAzs/mlzHsG-nEoQ/s640/blogger-image-1904599932.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Now for some other flowers from my garden...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-bxTlOAajCIU/VfDwtib7ljI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Dcx8we2g1qk/s640/blogger-image--666519252.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-bxTlOAajCIU/VfDwtib7ljI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Dcx8we2g1qk/s640/blogger-image--666519252.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Angel's Trumpet unfurling at night...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-zeuARIj9jFo/VfDwqEU5z9I/AAAAAAAAAzU/A8SmciAlEcU/s640/blogger-image-1011355811.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-zeuARIj9jFo/VfDwqEU5z9I/AAAAAAAAAzU/A8SmciAlEcU/s640/blogger-image-1011355811.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Purple Coneflower and visitors...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-YGXlxm7fuHA/VfDwri87AkI/AAAAAAAAAzk/6oOpQFaU71w/s640/blogger-image--440052115.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-YGXlxm7fuHA/VfDwri87AkI/AAAAAAAAAzk/6oOpQFaU71w/s640/blogger-image--440052115.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Morning Glory waiting to show...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-rOmRsZBua4A/VfDwunWdzrI/AAAAAAAAA0E/nZHKNHJWDVo/s640/blogger-image--1313077042.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-rOmRsZBua4A/VfDwunWdzrI/AAAAAAAAA0E/nZHKNHJWDVo/s640/blogger-image--1313077042.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Zinnia...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-1Z_S0m3n1xA/VfDws2cYwrI/AAAAAAAAAz0/hd1lvoUK5q0/s640/blogger-image--940021989.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-1Z_S0m3n1xA/VfDws2cYwrI/AAAAAAAAAz0/hd1lvoUK5q0/s640/blogger-image--940021989.jpg"></a></div>Coneflower just beginning to bloom...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-haZIvyEm6pA/VfDwq59wtTI/AAAAAAAAAzc/fiJJo3GY_1A/s640/blogger-image--1136869472.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-haZIvyEm6pA/VfDwq59wtTI/AAAAAAAAAzc/fiJJo3GY_1A/s640/blogger-image--1136869472.jpg"></a></div>A collection of insect friends...</div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div>dixiebellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09262345357768002093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2281204500457158806.post-89233396343112413702015-08-25T07:44:00.001-07:002015-08-25T07:45:03.527-07:00Sunflowers<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-MrAXN7XwWqw/Vdx_NHYv9bI/AAAAAAAAAys/38_kANJZ260/s640/blogger-image--1028303259.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-MrAXN7XwWqw/Vdx_NHYv9bI/AAAAAAAAAys/38_kANJZ260/s640/blogger-image--1028303259.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Took a few minutes to enjoy the local sunflowers. For just a few moments, life was about bees buzzing, the sun shining and the flowers dazzling...</div>dixiebellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09262345357768002093noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2281204500457158806.post-80817465615926627872015-03-01T15:29:00.001-08:002015-03-01T16:07:13.542-08:00When packages arrive from artists...<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-2XxkzyAVPXc/VPOgydb3wmI/AAAAAAAAAuM/wJ2Mo7AWTow/s640/blogger-image-1690508821.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-2XxkzyAVPXc/VPOgydb3wmI/AAAAAAAAAuM/wJ2Mo7AWTow/s640/blogger-image-1690508821.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Last night I opened up this awesome package! Look at how beautiful the artist drew on the name! I immediately recognized the return label and was thrilled to discover a beautiful pair of hand made earrings inside (green to go with my eyes) as well as a copy of a gorgeous watercolor that I have admired! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I love my boyfriend❤️ and I love the work by the artist as well! Thank you Steven and thank you Gwen!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-OkK9WUnVReY/VPOjKVXLajI/AAAAAAAAAuY/nmV58o4Sh78/s640/blogger-image-134613146.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-OkK9WUnVReY/VPOjKVXLajI/AAAAAAAAAuY/nmV58o4Sh78/s640/blogger-image-134613146.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Just a little close up❤️</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div>dixiebellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09262345357768002093noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2281204500457158806.post-29426210686771644072015-02-11T07:00:00.003-08:002015-02-11T07:00:59.617-08:00By the Fire....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />dixiebellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09262345357768002093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2281204500457158806.post-83014004466677502462015-01-14T07:23:00.001-08:002017-09-15T21:42:12.152-07:00Miss Mint<p dir="ltr">   Mrs. Mint Sandlin was 91 years young when she left her body behind. She was married according to the laminated bookmark filled with her funeral service information that I found in a yard sale bible. She was affectionately known by those who loved her as "Miss Mint". Born in the state of Kentucky in 1912, she worked as a cook for a local school and was a member in good standing of the Baptist church. She raised four sons, four daughters and 3 stepchildren.Thats a lot of mouths to feed not to mention all the school children she cooked for. This is all I know of Miss Mint but I wonder, almost daily, what her life was like with a name like Miss Mint. It just tickles the lips saying it!  I can just imagine the children filing through the cafeteria line exclaiming "Miss Mint! Miss Mint!" It makes me smile. RIP Miss Mint.</p>
dixiebellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09262345357768002093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2281204500457158806.post-73092222878543385202014-12-27T06:50:00.001-08:002014-12-27T06:50:34.712-08:00Merry Christmas from my house...<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">It can be a challenge getting four pups to sit still...<a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-XXnrSM-zPQY/VJ7HK9SoP-I/AAAAAAAAAqE/Vr_CBx07qG8/s640/blogger-image--2138131477.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-XXnrSM-zPQY/VJ7HK9SoP-I/AAAAAAAAAqE/Vr_CBx07qG8/s640/blogger-image--2138131477.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Steven and I...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-P3FYoFV7mao/VJ7HMwu4ejI/AAAAAAAAAqU/yK_R-mm7XtU/s640/blogger-image-1741373556.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-P3FYoFV7mao/VJ7HMwu4ejI/AAAAAAAAAqU/yK_R-mm7XtU/s640/blogger-image-1741373556.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Ev and I ...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/--PshQVhzKn8/VJ7HL_YUXXI/AAAAAAAAAqM/WJsPUA1uOsA/s640/blogger-image-1941960094.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/--PshQVhzKn8/VJ7HL_YUXXI/AAAAAAAAAqM/WJsPUA1uOsA/s640/blogger-image-1941960094.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Marissa and Marks...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-DPyoiBRZ4ao/VJ7HOX-ZKwI/AAAAAAAAAqc/dr9uHE8Iz3Q/s640/blogger-image--1287805458.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-DPyoiBRZ4ao/VJ7HOX-ZKwI/AAAAAAAAAqc/dr9uHE8Iz3Q/s640/blogger-image--1287805458.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">How the evening ended...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-aIQ_UaRWVpY/VJ7HKCROeiI/AAAAAAAAAp8/5Q_oclp22Q0/s640/blogger-image--1313453084.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-aIQ_UaRWVpY/VJ7HKCROeiI/AAAAAAAAAp8/5Q_oclp22Q0/s640/blogger-image--1313453084.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Coffee and Kahlua with family and friends by the fire...❤️</div><br></div><br></div>dixiebellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09262345357768002093noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2281204500457158806.post-84953216397682740902014-12-13T13:18:00.001-08:002014-12-13T13:18:08.649-08:00Sweet BirthdayIt can be hard having a holiday birthday as mine is from time to time. I was born around Thanksgiving. I always loved it though.<div><br></div><div>This year my son got married on that weekend so I didn't do a lot of celebrating. My sweet beau helped me celebrate in style last night just a few weeks later. He fixed a fabulous meal. Homemade veggie burgers and a blueberry crisp for dessert! <div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-OKQb-7jmy3w/VIytClsAw-I/AAAAAAAAApU/TPDGz1Oi22o/s640/blogger-image-1811138971.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-OKQb-7jmy3w/VIytClsAw-I/AAAAAAAAApU/TPDGz1Oi22o/s640/blogger-image-1811138971.jpg"></a>Now, doesn't that look tasty? It was!!!</div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">He also got me some good reads, flax seed meal and best of all, potting soil, a pot and two snippets of George, his Night blooming Cereus whom I've dubbed George Jr. <div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-nY_HmpXG6nY/VIytDzTvNMI/AAAAAAAAApc/Sdvm2GeNoQY/s640/blogger-image--408109221.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-nY_HmpXG6nY/VIytDzTvNMI/AAAAAAAAApc/Sdvm2GeNoQY/s640/blogger-image--408109221.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I feel spoiled and loved❤️ </div></div>dixiebellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09262345357768002093noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2281204500457158806.post-35737644946300381472014-10-09T09:34:00.003-07:002014-10-09T09:34:52.869-07:00Fireside at the pit...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It's that time of year again and you can usually find me at Jen's warming my buns by the fire pit! Happy Autumn to you all!</div>
<br />dixiebellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09262345357768002093noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2281204500457158806.post-65769571460578272772014-09-17T20:29:00.001-07:002014-09-17T20:29:58.499-07:00The Girls...<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Ten weeks ago Daisy, Kozmo and Willow<a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-lE95QosA-tY/VBpRtJ5xXVI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/iv4ni_yX4rQ/s640/blogger-image-1634579640.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-lE95QosA-tY/VBpRtJ5xXVI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/iv4ni_yX4rQ/s640/blogger-image-1634579640.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Six weeks ago I caught all three sleeping </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-97f5jAjpz7Y/VBpRoRcz9DI/AAAAAAAAAmA/ZjlBtg4Hgjc/s640/blogger-image-639054478.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-97f5jAjpz7Y/VBpRoRcz9DI/AAAAAAAAAmA/ZjlBtg4Hgjc/s640/blogger-image-639054478.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Three weeks ago... 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This is what occupies a lot of my days :) </div><br></div><br></div>dixiebellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09262345357768002093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2281204500457158806.post-58006053899619374952014-02-16T10:06:00.001-08:002014-02-16T10:06:20.343-08:00A couple of country Mutts<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div>Daisy Mai and Willow Beans have come to live with me thanks to the sweetest boyfriend, who took me to meet them and their seven other siblings this past Friday evening! It didn't take long to decide on one and then when I came back the next day to pick her up I took another one too! Call me crazy! 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He was sick for a few weeks before finally getting his tummy right. I worked hard at fattening him up but he was always skinny. Beautifully skinny. <div><br></div><div>When he was about 8 months old, he was diagnosed with a heart defect and a short lifespan left to live. Medication helped at first but his huge heart just couldn't keep up and just before Christmas, I said goodbye to the sweetest dog I've ever had. He was a bundle of unconditional love! He was my pogo stick dog, jumping straight up in the air whenever I returned home! 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I am a misfit but I have learned to disguise myself as one
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Most of us are sheeple because we assimilate ourselves into
working society as one of them. My
closest friends know the real me and the uniqueness I bring to this world. We
go about our days looking and acting “normal” for all intents and purposes.
However, we cannot be unique if we wish to fit in for uniqueness is a sign of
something amiss in their world. Sheepleness is the standard and is expected. We
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certain set of guidelines set forth by the sheeple who ran this society before
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employment and to move about our world in a manner where society is accepting
of me because they think I am like them. I only wish I could be me all the time as
there is no one else I’d rather be than myself. Unfortunately, society’s
sheeples demand that I tow their line and be like them. The sheeple have been fooled into believing I
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I am a misfit and I love being me.<o:p></o:p></div>
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dixiebellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09262345357768002093noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2281204500457158806.post-23301871232959722562013-11-01T09:38:00.001-07:002013-11-01T09:38:13.518-07:00Life imitates Art...Everywhere I look, I see color and I am fascinated by the brilliance of life! I am grateful to have eyes to see and ears to hear. My senses are alive with the joys of the day in color and sound! These are but a few pics from my recent days....<br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-miFer6qGJRw/UnPY9ERsavI/AAAAAAAAAdg/5NjrTifT-s4/s640/blogger-image-1627780966.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-miFer6qGJRw/UnPY9ERsavI/AAAAAAAAAdg/5NjrTifT-s4/s640/blogger-image-1627780966.jpg"></a></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6SgF0EYnV2Y/UnPY6jI-rzI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/6uTGYAKXODo/s640/blogger-image-400676156.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6SgF0EYnV2Y/UnPY6jI-rzI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/6uTGYAKXODo/s640/blogger-image-400676156.jpg"></a></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-7xCT8vn6BnE/UnPY4YJ8BvI/AAAAAAAAAdA/_Tvn_hSRKpg/s640/blogger-image--888827070.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-7xCT8vn6BnE/UnPY4YJ8BvI/AAAAAAAAAdA/_Tvn_hSRKpg/s640/blogger-image--888827070.jpg"></a></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-iqh8s31APw0/UnPY5kgdkpI/AAAAAAAAAdI/DShl_jm6PVM/s640/blogger-image--2133892164.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-iqh8s31APw0/UnPY5kgdkpI/AAAAAAAAAdI/DShl_jm6PVM/s640/blogger-image--2133892164.jpg"></a></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-hw1BTT01tHs/UnPY7_3pr3I/AAAAAAAAAdY/4l8tdZsIsBE/s640/blogger-image-208013371.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-hw1BTT01tHs/UnPY7_3pr3I/AAAAAAAAAdY/4l8tdZsIsBE/s640/blogger-image-208013371.jpg"></a></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div>dixiebellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09262345357768002093noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2281204500457158806.post-74603084485796323712013-09-16T06:28:00.003-07:002013-09-16T06:28:50.984-07:00The Three Amigo's<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Meet the there Amigo's! They cuddle and snuggle with me nightly and guard me protectively! Kozmo on the right would be willing to lick a burglar to death after she barked a noisy announcement that someone is in the house. Ziggy, in the middle, would become growly and scared and Tina on the left would get all big eyed and freaky. All three do let me know when they hear something out of the ordinary late at night...usually one of the housemates coming in and trying to soften their steps as they quietly close the outside door...dixiebellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09262345357768002093noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2281204500457158806.post-5030096000067964342013-07-24T07:00:00.000-07:002013-07-24T07:04:54.822-07:00On art and education....I work for an assisted living facility where seniors live. I plan their daily activities and try to enthuse as much laughter and joy into their days as I possibly can. I am a their cheerleader and I am tired of the same old routines... bingo, uno, and paper hopscotch are just a few of the monotinous games we play over and over again. So, I have decided to undertake a program where we have partnered with an elementary summer school program. These students are between the ages of 5 and 10. They have visited with us twice now and we have encouraged their reading and writing and now we are on to art! We are hosting our first annual art show for these students and my residents are judging the show. It has been such a treat for me and the residents to see these fabulous works of art. Pics do not do the work justice. We have watercolors, collages, pottery, drawings and masks! The ribbon awards ceremony is tomorrow and I can't wait. The teacher has said the children are excited... my seniors are excited... it is a win, win situation! I love ART and what it brings out in others.<br />
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dixiebellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09262345357768002093noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2281204500457158806.post-56896954330628971822013-07-05T06:44:00.000-07:002013-07-05T06:44:16.213-07:00Who I Am<span style="font-size: large;">So after a few days of Mercury retrograde and communications being all haywire and such, I decided that everyone who reads my little blogspot needs to know that this blog represents only the tiniest fraction of who I am.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I blog when I have time (rarely) or feel moved to share. I journal much more with paper and pen than I share here. If you take this tiny part of me and try to psychoanalyze the whole of me, you'll be lacking the most of me and will only come up with a fraction of me.... gee, can I set that to music?</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I am so much more than the few words I've shared here. People can only accurately describe what they perceive and experience. Perceptions differ in the light of the eyes that view them...</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Just so you know, Mercury rules communications and when he retrogrades, these things do run amuk. He also rules moving parts and electronics so if things are fritzing, blame Mercury. It is not a good time to sign contracts or buy electronics. He will go direct on July 20 and the change will be a welcome relief as it always is when he's finished disrupting the universe! </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">So, just in case any of you are wondering who I am, these are my personal perceptions of me and who I strive to be: I am laughter and light. I am joy. I am a big kid at heart. I am a lover of animals, nature, and art of all kinds. I am peace and understanding (unless I'm taking something too literal which does happen as has been brought to my attention again recently). I am stubborn, strong willed and independent (but learning to lean on others). Life is too short to be filled with worry, anxiety and fears. Of course I am human and I experience all of these emotions but then I let them slip through my fingers like tiny grains of sand as they serve no good purpose in my life that I can ascertain. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">My shoes probably tell a lot more about who I am than my blog does so I thought I'd share my most favorite pair! My red, white and blue, flowery Dansko's! I have happy feet! Peace and Love to you all and I hope you survive Mercury retrograde with your communications intact!</span><br />
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"I love you sweetheart" she said as she patted my hand. I responded in kind and gently squeezed her frail hand. She wiped silent tears from her face that she said were from joy not sorrow. "We cry when we're happy and we cry when we're sad" she told me. "Tears are the release we need sometimes to free our souls and make room for newer experiences. These are tears of joy because I know I am loved." What lessons this beloved little old soul has taught me!<br />
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"Will you think of me? When I'm gone?" she whispers. "Of course I will." I exclaim and it is true. Her impact on my life has been so great even though we've only known each other these few short years. I try to make her comfortable as she turns away from the position she was in. Her eyesight is failing but her hearing is strong as she catches me sniffling a bit. "Are you catching a cold sweetie?" she asks in that small, quiet voice. "Allergies" I mumbled not wanting her to see me in a moment of weakness. Not wanting to cry and share my tears at the thought of losing yet another precious person in my life to the ultimate reality of death...<br />
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<br />dixiebellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09262345357768002093noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2281204500457158806.post-45605906698223233792013-06-17T06:48:00.000-07:002013-06-17T06:48:11.385-07:00Lean On MeLean on me....<br />
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Sometimes in our lives<br />
We all have pain<br />
We all have sorrow<br />
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But if we are wise<br />
We know that there's<br />
Always tomorrow<br />
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Lean on me, when you're not strong<br />
All I'll be your friend<br />
I'll help you carry on<br />
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For it won't be long<br />
Till I'm gonna need<br />
Someone to lean on.....<br />
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I am so moved by this song that I feel the need to share it here as I did on facebook. Many won't understand or like it. I don't care. I'm through caring what others think about the things I care about. It's not my business. The message is what's important. Thanks to Evin for sharing it with me. She knows my soul and she knows how I feel about equality meaning ALL are equal! It should not matter what your gender is or the color of your skin, your religion, politics or any of the above. If you love someone then you just love them. It's that simple!<br />
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Live on!<br />
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Peace and Love to you all this beautiful Tuesday.<br />
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<br />dixiebellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09262345357768002093noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2281204500457158806.post-43806096311779709912013-06-04T10:12:00.003-07:002013-06-04T10:12:45.620-07:00When death comes...Sometimes when death comes, it is startling in it's arrival.<br />
Unexpected and cruel too.<br />
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Today a vibrant 53 year old man died at my job. He was our landscaper. He had a massive heart attack while working outside and try as hard as I could to help, there was not much that could be done. His 22 year old son stood by and watched as helpless as I was. All we could do was hold him and tell him help was on the way. CPR was not an option as he still had a pulse and was still breathing every 15 to 20 seconds. He turned purple and my heart just broke for his son and family as I could tell he was leaving this world.<br />
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The ambulance came and his son rode away with them.<br />
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We got word about an hour later that he had passed away.<br />
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Death shocks me.<br />
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I know it's the natural process of life but it still shocks me when I experience it so abruptly.<br />
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Goodbye Michael.<br />
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This morning! He has captured my heart!</div>
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I forgot how much like babies that puppies can be! We were up several times in the night to go outside! He whines when he wants to go out too! Such a good little fella! I'm in love!</div>
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