Sirens And Saints ~ And A Thoughtful Friendship Gift

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik9VjdqFGM11bnl3RfIePXeNVcG4tGj_GXGshNC0GJUrpiza9WvedKOszNO14As0sVO0z3WlpwqTFz3iDpLJwo26B2fmme4nYaXz3B-JugIeQUy5QZK-2vMSClyIsMzrQSVSrVIWEMgbL1/s1600/256.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="558" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik9VjdqFGM11bnl3RfIePXeNVcG4tGj_GXGshNC0GJUrpiza9WvedKOszNO14As0sVO0z3WlpwqTFz3iDpLJwo26B2fmme4nYaXz3B-JugIeQUy5QZK-2vMSClyIsMzrQSVSrVIWEMgbL1/s640/256.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Whether you tend to be a Siren...</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyyhADAuqXU1IqLKrRpbFYKJOh-xA-d93KOP0pEyJ3oaJNVNe2zi3jN_gFKC4fIA5ViwLFtP8epBWg1JA8L8tD6zeo-k1oQxcle4yebDH_3HsLUDHtEuwm2xGY3EEawd8suQ0IZ-XTwO4m/s1600/251.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="586" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyyhADAuqXU1IqLKrRpbFYKJOh-xA-d93KOP0pEyJ3oaJNVNe2zi3jN_gFKC4fIA5ViwLFtP8epBWg1JA8L8tD6zeo-k1oQxcle4yebDH_3HsLUDHtEuwm2xGY3EEawd8suQ0IZ-XTwO4m/s640/251.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Or Saintly... or perhaps a little bit of Both... *Winks*... you're gonna Love coming with us to our next Stop at <a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?sfrm=1#!/pages/Sirens-and-Saints/181597971879887?fref=ts"><strong><span style="color: #134f5c;">SIRENS AND SAINTS</span></strong></a>.  It is one of my Fav Shops in the Valley to find Awesome Wardrobe and Accessories.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6ULld_Ntb5XIO6Bg73iNzysH-V0xGt_NkatHNhPnegFlM-3OIP1Aoq4n9ZbBEsW2M-UQtIy-bvoPFQoJ4y4hrDU6DzL1XVUVzTfhQBCsLb3LbArNWqPT7ZddccjefA5P30O5qHmCmKAno/s1600/254.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="538" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6ULld_Ntb5XIO6Bg73iNzysH-V0xGt_NkatHNhPnegFlM-3OIP1Aoq4n9ZbBEsW2M-UQtIy-bvoPFQoJ4y4hrDU6DzL1XVUVzTfhQBCsLb3LbArNWqPT7ZddccjefA5P30O5qHmCmKAno/s640/254.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Not to mention Visit with Friends... some of which own and some of which are the Shop Gals and Artists.  This is my Friend Punky who is one of the Awesome Artists and helpful Shop Gals.  This day she totally Surprised Pamela and I with a Friendship Gift each of one of her Beautiful new Bottle Creations she let us pick out!!!  *Insert Squeal of Delight!*  I'm holding mine and Punky is holding the one Pamela picked out... since Pamela was our Photographer.  *Smiles*   <u>LOVE</u> my Bottle, Punky you're such a Talented and Generous Soul, mwahhh, Thank You again for such a Thoughtful Gift!  Hopefully the Beautiful Creations have you distracted enough that you're not noticing the double chin and goofus expression I'm sporting??!  *LMAO*  Also working on using a Doctor Oz Teeth Whitening Remedy since drinking so much Tea at our Mad Tea Parties at Home has taken it's toll on my Teeth... Sepia Tea Stained Lace is Lovely... Tea Stained Teeth... not so much! *Winks* </em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDYG807ulPK8z2s3gpwPikf3kxR05GDqI8AnkYPRqgyzumJeb8ivXTPRLrIu-NXWoaf-Z5a78mnNJ1g9IZM-sRYmFut5e5pVymuce4KggrpUwBMOwtkxo2yxRcfe3je8r2NWi-Z5mkA2zV/s1600/253.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="460" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDYG807ulPK8z2s3gpwPikf3kxR05GDqI8AnkYPRqgyzumJeb8ivXTPRLrIu-NXWoaf-Z5a78mnNJ1g9IZM-sRYmFut5e5pVymuce4KggrpUwBMOwtkxo2yxRcfe3je8r2NWi-Z5mkA2zV/s640/253.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Here was the Trio of Bottle Art we had to choose from... I just fell in Love with the small one filled with Violet Hued Bubble Bath and trimmed with feathery Eyelash Fabrics and a Bohemian Bling Stopper... Simply Elegant!</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBtqAZJp1EYnI0DBg2Jm0ACA-sbGuBxyFiVOYwaqQ9y1iArJ47h_RjS3WMxzJHdfottaIEvcFr2esiGnRXINaDfbDzR52Fv9XBAhrMTThA9egLjG1cAk6N-7s3jwOimG7G-81CIkUj2x1c/s1600/252.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBtqAZJp1EYnI0DBg2Jm0ACA-sbGuBxyFiVOYwaqQ9y1iArJ47h_RjS3WMxzJHdfottaIEvcFr2esiGnRXINaDfbDzR52Fv9XBAhrMTThA9egLjG1cAk6N-7s3jwOimG7G-81CIkUj2x1c/s640/252.JPG" width="470" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Punky wants to try to switch her Schedule so that she can join us for Girl's Day Out, she's such Fun that I can hardly wait for her to join the Posse on a Third Thursday!  She's so Creative, you just wouldn't Believe the Gorgeous Creations she comes up with.  She just recently Created some beyond Awesome Gypsy Curtains for her Home that I'm DYING to replicate at Bohemian Valhalla to Grace all of our Windows!  I'm SO ready for new Window Treatments, but either want to Create my own... Yeah I know, yet ANOTHER Project... LOL... or have one of my Artist Friends Create some for me that knows my Aesthetic.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJVNJux3vuVV3RkqewU7tRTb1DefpVMM7oDpdfqGnk1G6qkAxB_tnQKg8dpgUo_s7FDWNim04jB9wjUm4l0uEtNi4N90k02H8jOb9JWAuIkd-qPvOqRhe7RLRs_RzeM82NT0TSF2vBGHwa/s1600/255.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJVNJux3vuVV3RkqewU7tRTb1DefpVMM7oDpdfqGnk1G6qkAxB_tnQKg8dpgUo_s7FDWNim04jB9wjUm4l0uEtNi4N90k02H8jOb9JWAuIkd-qPvOqRhe7RLRs_RzeM82NT0TSF2vBGHwa/s640/255.JPG" width="528" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>And speaking of my Aesthetic, when I come into <a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?sfrm=1#!/pages/Sirens-and-Saints/181597971879887?fref=ts"><strong><span style="color: #134f5c;">SIRENS AND SAINTS</span></strong></a> I always find an abundance of Accessories and Bohemian Bling that I would Love to own!   This Trio of Hardware Necklaces for instance...</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid3vwLWnPiV-H4o-mZeD3yMSLa0FFa0vO_RZ7bI7v1w3YGp_0MSVv7nFpDrblaAN_ai2uxRmtZJL7Ijw7KUEgCgVd_d-lJOM7RtZVg6b2B_Pi5Fb0ne0KK8GsKm5RiT-PgFjHhhh_GahMi/s1600/257.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid3vwLWnPiV-H4o-mZeD3yMSLa0FFa0vO_RZ7bI7v1w3YGp_0MSVv7nFpDrblaAN_ai2uxRmtZJL7Ijw7KUEgCgVd_d-lJOM7RtZVg6b2B_Pi5Fb0ne0KK8GsKm5RiT-PgFjHhhh_GahMi/s640/257.JPG" width="546" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>And most especially THIS Divine over-the-top Creation which is JUST my Style... because, well, I know... I'm rather over-the-top too aren't I?  *Winks*</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPa4sZBD9ud6vjQVBK1NgeRvds07NBC3JnH6Z7jRQh6yqrl04w8hR9g6RuBJHSBvuaAhnoSh2CFUI1kF9Tl6Ls5DO05O2pPbIw8gL3IYIgL56dLlqPzei8oBDisxaR3-eHrIhLnm6pj2a2/s1600/258.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPa4sZBD9ud6vjQVBK1NgeRvds07NBC3JnH6Z7jRQh6yqrl04w8hR9g6RuBJHSBvuaAhnoSh2CFUI1kF9Tl6Ls5DO05O2pPbIw8gL3IYIgL56dLlqPzei8oBDisxaR3-eHrIhLnm6pj2a2/s640/258.JPG" width="528" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>This piece is actually on my 'Wish List'... Hint Hint to The Man and The Son with our Anniversary coming up soon...  we're in the Silver Season of Life... so Silver would be an appropriate Gift, no?  *LOL*  Yes, I could definitely see me wearing this piece when I'm feeling my Siren Side... and I do Believe this one was Created by my Friend Sandra... and I just LOVE her Work and have a Collection of it that I wear all the time.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht3xStzDRtI38N7Gc9m52byrkKDduA3yHrplwF9mceGRtrCKiAt5RIMPcvf6UMejp1WFT0b1VkKXQ2w_0HAHoj8hm3McBDqRMDQCJfMrJOnOb6Zm_hHbKIyvk2dE1jR2nfc9hvQBfoT2Tk/s1600/261.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht3xStzDRtI38N7Gc9m52byrkKDduA3yHrplwF9mceGRtrCKiAt5RIMPcvf6UMejp1WFT0b1VkKXQ2w_0HAHoj8hm3McBDqRMDQCJfMrJOnOb6Zm_hHbKIyvk2dE1jR2nfc9hvQBfoT2Tk/s640/261.JPG" width="580" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And I Loved this one too... for my Spiritual Side... and when I'm feeling more Saintly... *Winks*  What?!  You say you're not buying that line?!?  Really... I CAN be a Good Girl some of the time... I really can...</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWv0pCIktYSa9RxbBkjXMFvt3dRrL4WEnuFquhl1S9OaXd-kkH0lhW_ywOD2AMmIAXUX5ETGyILzGw75a0lCjp8KUp9ZXpd5Gg6eEKPDUWZC0AsDkJdu471v5MBylWN1gszGSeh2h1eylQ/s1600/260.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWv0pCIktYSa9RxbBkjXMFvt3dRrL4WEnuFquhl1S9OaXd-kkH0lhW_ywOD2AMmIAXUX5ETGyILzGw75a0lCjp8KUp9ZXpd5Gg6eEKPDUWZC0AsDkJdu471v5MBylWN1gszGSeh2h1eylQ/s640/260.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>Just as my Friend Jesus, He knows...</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em>Blessings from the Arizona Desert... Dawn... 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Sirens And Saints ~ And A Thoughtful Friendship Gift

    Whether you tend to be a Siren...         Or Saintly... or perhaps a little bit of Both... *Winks*... you're gonna Love coming with ...

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Rust And Roses... And More Introspection

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr4pJMJBzNt4XX7r8He7V_srAJy7gjODwrJIN_8E9FcdG5i5B91hyv-9dlO4i8BO7rH4f5HjDARozO3AXvDoggfMO45-eB_UxwguUCdSMHCsAaOV74gnF58_jfROE6M1QCRNiumjfYo-JX/s1600/227.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr4pJMJBzNt4XX7r8He7V_srAJy7gjODwrJIN_8E9FcdG5i5B91hyv-9dlO4i8BO7rH4f5HjDARozO3AXvDoggfMO45-eB_UxwguUCdSMHCsAaOV74gnF58_jfROE6M1QCRNiumjfYo-JX/s640/227.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>As we continue Together through <a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Rust-and-Roses-Phoenix/224451874270241"><strong><span style="color: #b45f06;">RUST AND ROSES</span></strong></a>, enjoying the Beautiful Visuals... I am also reminded that all in Life isn't necessarily Pretty... and dealing with the Ugly Stuff of Life just isn't as Ideal now is it?</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB-YntUnOIcB9qGUJlC5xT4yu4C7NFWgVQAnj7lPTRDWLQ9_EmkFIH-SzipJIS8V3iBkd2l4buE_4izErRpoibt7Ai4WxmGEr8ACuGpBs-8L_myjQSQ20UCF0L0tOwsr1I8rCyPKFd71c8/s1600/245.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="522" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB-YntUnOIcB9qGUJlC5xT4yu4C7NFWgVQAnj7lPTRDWLQ9_EmkFIH-SzipJIS8V3iBkd2l4buE_4izErRpoibt7Ai4WxmGEr8ACuGpBs-8L_myjQSQ20UCF0L0tOwsr1I8rCyPKFd71c8/s640/245.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>And yet, perhaps I Appreciate the Beauty all the more though <u>because of</u> those Life situations and things that aren't Pretty?  There has to be the polar opposite of something for us to recognize and appreciate the difference... Light and Darkness... Sweet and Sour... Wet and Dry... Hot and Cold... Comfort and Discomfort... Joy and Sadness... Beautiful and Ugly.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDn4VKRGXV6nBts7PIncUtupf_jueLMM69GcBdO_nS040F1hpAvuMiGtHAq-gHTzrRJ6ByxKnB9Iw9F9TygNY8mX3IHESYmW58MUohD9NhFumEG7SkpaHeJNmeDkagUZqrXw2Otg_zfv6M/s1600/244.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="536" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDn4VKRGXV6nBts7PIncUtupf_jueLMM69GcBdO_nS040F1hpAvuMiGtHAq-gHTzrRJ6ByxKnB9Iw9F9TygNY8mX3IHESYmW58MUohD9NhFumEG7SkpaHeJNmeDkagUZqrXw2Otg_zfv6M/s640/244.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Lately our Family has been 'Going Through'... A LOT... and it wears  you down over time or as Trials pile up... and so keeping Healthy Perspective and noticing the Beauty and the Joy of Life is very important during those dark periods when things pretty much suck and are very far from Ideal.  And you really want it to be different... and so at the end of each day that was Difficult, you Hope that Tomorrow brings Relief and will be better... or bring a fresh Revelation so that you Cope better and remain steadfast and strong through the Storms of Life you're moving through.  No Storm lasts forever...</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiypO4qMrU_ffbvWsvrQqUqbX3L2LUdPYp01wDkRD0sd-rxzBimbETruuv7uebb28c_4Sm8X8DjuH2ugbFrvN8UuCj5hlmKJxVhG4js9m7x0i58_4ks4zCHrUrHAU8lAEI0U0fDDSx-X5Ai/s1600/221.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="568" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiypO4qMrU_ffbvWsvrQqUqbX3L2LUdPYp01wDkRD0sd-rxzBimbETruuv7uebb28c_4Sm8X8DjuH2ugbFrvN8UuCj5hlmKJxVhG4js9m7x0i58_4ks4zCHrUrHAU8lAEI0U0fDDSx-X5Ai/s640/221.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Of coarse you want to wake up at the beginning of each New Day and Hope for an Ideal Day... who doesn't?  And when it plays out just the opposite it can be very disheartening to say the least... and depressing if it is prolonged for any amount of time or certain circumstances are beyond your Control and there's no making it Right or better than it is, so you're just Dealing With It as best you can.  Sometimes more successfully than other times.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRN0JZPa9rZZcJxoKs88QktbCQ2IwHTVHpKWwOD3-fyn7bw_eYjAfZuRZZ26dToV6AuqMhJ-D4AGMn91OJM__Ez1FRvliL3AP2Jf3AlP0pytKkLB_ByYF4PGWjqkYrr1dvWlqgvTUCD0ug/s1600/222.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRN0JZPa9rZZcJxoKs88QktbCQ2IwHTVHpKWwOD3-fyn7bw_eYjAfZuRZZ26dToV6AuqMhJ-D4AGMn91OJM__Ez1FRvliL3AP2Jf3AlP0pytKkLB_ByYF4PGWjqkYrr1dvWlqgvTUCD0ug/s640/222.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>I really am somewhat of an Idealist and Optimist at Heart... I always tend to see the Glass as Half Full and Imagine my Ideal and ways to Achieve it, because I do Believe it is possible.   And so, I realized that having some things that aren't Idyllic within a Day does not mean that it cannot still be Perceived as the Ideal Day.  Yet there were still those days where the Negative Stuff altered my Perception considerably anyway. </em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi104Mz9ZfMQGQ6eBXhh3sa7s1ZRm9WQsZYWuELlsEkEMhCDGKFxeylpwG1VIJhRr2s0HTMeZSnDecZTkt9fhX9_wYDYQrWf9fh9kalrafKZAShLNvi6TTncdEJlKSYR9XVd8ZxEr9oYb7/s1600/246.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi104Mz9ZfMQGQ6eBXhh3sa7s1ZRm9WQsZYWuELlsEkEMhCDGKFxeylpwG1VIJhRr2s0HTMeZSnDecZTkt9fhX9_wYDYQrWf9fh9kalrafKZAShLNvi6TTncdEJlKSYR9XVd8ZxEr9oYb7/s640/246.JPG" width="618" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>And Perception is EVERYTHING.  If I Perceived the day NOT to be Ideal or a Good Day, well then, it wasn't.  And conversely if I Perceived the day to BE Ideal, or at least a Good Day, well then, it was.  The only thing that <u>really</u> changed was my own Perception of it.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4f3X5B56yN5fIm2yTUiMyhrY6fxcS3A1kfD-NvzJ92gJy44QOn3KVgbM8lpNDh4OqulX4zdQ770zLptUsQpyer_OU3LZhnrH5bgc4Qmx4YV8pOgm0TZW1bEk30xCes_gbh3-AHJqCcZgv/s1600/226.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4f3X5B56yN5fIm2yTUiMyhrY6fxcS3A1kfD-NvzJ92gJy44QOn3KVgbM8lpNDh4OqulX4zdQ770zLptUsQpyer_OU3LZhnrH5bgc4Qmx4YV8pOgm0TZW1bEk30xCes_gbh3-AHJqCcZgv/s640/226.JPG" width="504" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And maybe it's because it's a Brand New Year full of Promise... well, that's how I tend to view each Brand New Year anyway for some strange reason... I get more 'deep' in my Thoughts.  A lot more Introspective about what I WANT for this New Year... what I NEED to Cha</em><em>nge in Positive ways... and what is hindering me and becoming an obstacle to Achieving those Goals that I have envisioned and having what I Perceive to be more Ideal and Good Days?</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8lT0VEZkL09lcRCwVkTMQ_TQKOpBU94Wbw63A-2qxvn8pcy5eP6B1mr1unc4raouqE3QnUbx1CTwVUO9pPKGn3sE6m-FSdiIRb4U1V-6IuBa6YNWVWmS909gi7SJRvoJEothNwTkVJdBy/s1600/225.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="514" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8lT0VEZkL09lcRCwVkTMQ_TQKOpBU94Wbw63A-2qxvn8pcy5eP6B1mr1unc4raouqE3QnUbx1CTwVUO9pPKGn3sE6m-FSdiIRb4U1V-6IuBa6YNWVWmS909gi7SJRvoJEothNwTkVJdBy/s640/225.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And most importantly, what is MY Part in all of this?  Because I do have a Part, though some things aren't what I have chosen or within my Control, how I choose to Deal With It is very much under my Control.  And other things are entirely the product of choices made, either directly or indirectly and often over a period of time... which will mean there's no Quick Fix... it too will be a Process.  Yes, this and every day is the day that the Lord has made... so let us remember to Rejoice and be Glad in it!  Even if that means Working at it and DECIDING to be Glad and Appreciative regardless of how the day plays out and what it holds!</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>Blessings from the Arizona Desert... Dawn... The Bohemian</em></div> </div>

Rust And Roses... And More Introspection

    As we continue Together through RUST AND ROSES , enjoying the Beautiful Visuals... I am also reminded that all in Life isn't necessa...

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Rust And Roses ~ Girl's Just Wanna Have Fun!

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ7gxhnUAZPdH-TiMAnMVw5VWGDqxT1bHsRXBohlan2qmDg48IlTOdhaZLOHTBDvCcryCjZenPGJERA5rm3Erz4jgsOpjWrEx5V-hRiCaXmZ4dhEXgpk59xt2X0R_fqJi3cOXQVcNL6HPy/s1600/135927226313542.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ7gxhnUAZPdH-TiMAnMVw5VWGDqxT1bHsRXBohlan2qmDg48IlTOdhaZLOHTBDvCcryCjZenPGJERA5rm3Erz4jgsOpjWrEx5V-hRiCaXmZ4dhEXgpk59xt2X0R_fqJi3cOXQVcNL6HPy/s640/135927226313542.jpg" width="478" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>So now we're at my Friend Shelly's Shop <a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Rust-and-Roses-Phoenix/224451874270241"><strong><span style="color: #990000;">RUST AND ROSES</span></strong></a></em> <em>and you know how us Girl's just wanna have Fun!!!</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em>  </em><a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Rust-and-Roses-Phoenix/224451874270241"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfyqg5_Qu6FkxM3IZibmPjB5JXHbnL7tChguEMm2BXdnEpA29PcuMSMNwC_il1XCsEvIlXKh2hsfazQcI0MwgzpTsmP1gXj4wM1OOHBddqGyUe4Sgc73LQxguCPal3YDQtHC4BuDXPqJoP/s1600/212.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfyqg5_Qu6FkxM3IZibmPjB5JXHbnL7tChguEMm2BXdnEpA29PcuMSMNwC_il1XCsEvIlXKh2hsfazQcI0MwgzpTsmP1gXj4wM1OOHBddqGyUe4Sgc73LQxguCPal3YDQtHC4BuDXPqJoP/s640/212.JPG" width="542" /></a></div><br /><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>So Pamela and I headed over there on Girl's Day Out...</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK0AxLFzshXVTuo26q28OanE4uub9YUgq2buKJTKiF9ETvycrv5Q2rXlLQRFi94GUddc0nTsXjaic6l6EL9lVib143W7H6pDQyYlTBNKV1sMgD9eCYFD4-wQTucE8a76PzLm5VoTNO5WCB/s1600/SWEET+SALVAGE+074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK0AxLFzshXVTuo26q28OanE4uub9YUgq2buKJTKiF9ETvycrv5Q2rXlLQRFi94GUddc0nTsXjaic6l6EL9lVib143W7H6pDQyYlTBNKV1sMgD9eCYFD4-wQTucE8a76PzLm5VoTNO5WCB/s640/SWEET+SALVAGE+074.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And met up with our Friends Judy and Gail.   Gail had just purchased that Lovely Grey Mesh Tank at the Sister Store of <a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Sirens-and-Saints/181597971879887"><strong><span style="color: #660000;">SIRENS AND SAINTS</span></strong></a></em> <em>and it matched her ensemble so well she was able to just layer it with what she was already wearing!  That's when you KNOW a piece was meant for and waiting for you, she looked Fabulous!   We'll be taking you along to <a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Sirens-and-Saints/181597971879887"><strong><span style="color: #660000;">SIRENS AND SAINTS</span></strong></a> too in another Post.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Sirens-and-Saints/181597971879887"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqYIunqWlzfo2HyfAJhjm9Gjwyk0_bIRgMtzgihWZ9hqDuxSutlnHiSXJZJ5lDvu6U6aJLUiwnimOvhNu9UUHxuPB3zK4DIS5PWgoErLZcO8mqABridvss0DYN17C_M-bHA2FknPx5TU9c/s640/213.JPG" width="508" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And this Burlap upholstered Vintage Chair, it was as comfortable as it was Beautiful!</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3XdNO57jhSI3cPxDVrTyb-A67pnwQBmfJVYmctUvWDNosG1_u3e4ILrmPOb7agd_QWhNVGd9NItPauRVeBfkBX72rLnllSnj9-3f5_iuzeuMY8nSMz6eRlyNn7I33kvngE-DKn7qz1N_3/s1600/231.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3XdNO57jhSI3cPxDVrTyb-A67pnwQBmfJVYmctUvWDNosG1_u3e4ILrmPOb7agd_QWhNVGd9NItPauRVeBfkBX72rLnllSnj9-3f5_iuzeuMY8nSMz6eRlyNn7I33kvngE-DKn7qz1N_3/s640/231.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And Ornate Vintage Gilded Mirrors are always Alluring!!!</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQM6EsK9QlOxh091wFzZmar117GnZKTNBr0mzojbow8GiE-pkxW8Xbn9_kXWMoJazqC5Af10RsBDayNki0eNucfS2CMP7XZH4ifeqZdyxtkqTouC71XV9KCIrHxJzOfGOA9hH68Kf6TwMW/s1600/229.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQM6EsK9QlOxh091wFzZmar117GnZKTNBr0mzojbow8GiE-pkxW8Xbn9_kXWMoJazqC5Af10RsBDayNki0eNucfS2CMP7XZH4ifeqZdyxtkqTouC71XV9KCIrHxJzOfGOA9hH68Kf6TwMW/s640/229.JPG" width="468" /></a></div><br /><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>Yep, they had already Sold and I'm not at all surprised.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiZrkB-q9IUXlCMqjan27Dkr5JoYwje3aaqbO80QB9nzFhTG4bWPv4waQhtt8LI9DCXaclqtXynZch3B1OvJcthrWH1vjxxfjYQrSubX1irwhMIsX7UHQpyrUflfKsoXJAJrZJBsDemClD/s1600/232.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiZrkB-q9IUXlCMqjan27Dkr5JoYwje3aaqbO80QB9nzFhTG4bWPv4waQhtt8LI9DCXaclqtXynZch3B1OvJcthrWH1vjxxfjYQrSubX1irwhMIsX7UHQpyrUflfKsoXJAJrZJBsDemClD/s640/232.JPG" width="538" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Next time The Man goes on an Elk or Deer Hunt I shall have to ask him to bring me Home a bunch of shed Antlers he always finds on his Hunts.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiphnU4TMMvtpiKGLa6LOJeSZuEGrEk2DdFAaMKDt4OcR7HGWVlGj1SZksT-BOTVOOt8jO52WAEs88nddvLpXgTX57hJpWIBC4WveA7gHXofff0_v98AukgEzXnPp2-l1yl8o0SlS5bnsIg/s1600/219.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiphnU4TMMvtpiKGLa6LOJeSZuEGrEk2DdFAaMKDt4OcR7HGWVlGj1SZksT-BOTVOOt8jO52WAEs88nddvLpXgTX57hJpWIBC4WveA7gHXofff0_v98AukgEzXnPp2-l1yl8o0SlS5bnsIg/s640/219.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>And that Old Tricycle reminds me that I have yet to get out on rides on my Gypsy Trike.  So many Good Intentions... so little Time!  I feel like those V-8 Commercials where after I've done something else I smack myself in the forehead and think, "I couldda had a Bike Ride!"</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitVcGf8YRGcOBFIcgcW7C36uvfCzZnegiQsXk4J_gtFeIGEWZ2Nwh9rG9GqjashKFqw__UezxYGhkTFtlwQsURpiJIO3vmvOINZGzL9JwoWfudqGOy7lOFwLkT4qYgK2UADpongxpdWdjD/s1600/242.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitVcGf8YRGcOBFIcgcW7C36uvfCzZnegiQsXk4J_gtFeIGEWZ2Nwh9rG9GqjashKFqw__UezxYGhkTFtlwQsURpiJIO3vmvOINZGzL9JwoWfudqGOy7lOFwLkT4qYgK2UADpongxpdWdjD/s640/242.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>This is my Friend Pauline's Booth... I Love 'Ranch Barbi' Style!  So very similar to my own Aesthetic that she could easily be my Personal Shopper!  *Winks*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoDtoMRA5X8f7nFAFM6kbh6AchdLREBRazSkSQhZ1nh80BS_tymoZoL5HZupnWwdROYre1KtIo1KzbLE94GOkpK8GfRb-4rhpXzGDjwLJ6Q57y4CizWNsBhK7t3v3Ewaw-Bsxo88FS4wSu/s1600/237.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="514" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoDtoMRA5X8f7nFAFM6kbh6AchdLREBRazSkSQhZ1nh80BS_tymoZoL5HZupnWwdROYre1KtIo1KzbLE94GOkpK8GfRb-4rhpXzGDjwLJ6Q57y4CizWNsBhK7t3v3Ewaw-Bsxo88FS4wSu/s640/237.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>Old Gilded Gesso Frames are always a Favorite of mine too... whether they still have the Art in them or not... Old Frames are always Versatile Styling Elements.   </em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpk0vfeOYOh4LKYmeJSWNYMhU2pgRwXYQc9NDMVEm0uUvmKNcotQe-7o7T5okKm9BUPUVoHibILrcSWw3CSiqLLqhQs4ztFgN2v9qF5m5qnb_TFQgXObdKrXysQVQX0m0-7zOHRz06bQKE/s1600/295304_463840223664737_1276312201_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpk0vfeOYOh4LKYmeJSWNYMhU2pgRwXYQc9NDMVEm0uUvmKNcotQe-7o7T5okKm9BUPUVoHibILrcSWw3CSiqLLqhQs4ztFgN2v9qF5m5qnb_TFQgXObdKrXysQVQX0m0-7zOHRz06bQKE/s1600/295304_463840223664737_1276312201_n.jpg" /></a></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em>And I want to have you all mark your Calendars for an Amazing Event coming up at <a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Rust-and-Roses-Phoenix/224451874270241"><strong><span style="color: #990000;">RUST AND ROSES</span></strong> </a>in the Spring... <a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Rust-and-Roses-Phoenix/224451874270241"><strong><span style="color: #660000;">THE WANDERLUST GYPSY STYLE FLEA MARKET</span></strong></a> ... and there will also be the 2013 Melrose Street Fair and Car Show along 7th Avenue!!!   Hope to see you all there in the Spring...</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em>Blessings from the Arizona Desert... Dawn... The Bohemian</em> </div></div>

Rust And Roses ~ Girl's Just Wanna Have Fun!

  So now we're at my Friend Shelly's Shop RUST AND ROSES   and you know how us Girl's just wanna have Fun!!!         So Pamela ...

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Melrose Vintage Finale... And Introspection

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij4sWMoHkMEZbe5ubnhrOGcsR97157kJxKnHXHdM8DbEI_o2JDyWguy_uEdE87T6LNaaxJPro0LS380T4KK_iQ8csFw1iv4_lj_I4IRFxsbgaeTnSamSQ7vBm1IHKv5YcyOg8xJfUB85zo/s1600/182.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij4sWMoHkMEZbe5ubnhrOGcsR97157kJxKnHXHdM8DbEI_o2JDyWguy_uEdE87T6LNaaxJPro0LS380T4KK_iQ8csFw1iv4_lj_I4IRFxsbgaeTnSamSQ7vBm1IHKv5YcyOg8xJfUB85zo/s640/182.JPG" width="562" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="dt_fl"><strong><em>                          in·tro·spec·tion   </em></strong><em>   [ ìntrə spéksh'n ] </em></div><div class="ans3"><ol class="sc_ol1 dt_ol"><li><em>self-examination: the detailed mental examination of your own feelings, thoughts, and motives.</em></li></ol></div><em></em><br /><em></em><br /><em></em><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7Nbb0uysKBXxTEY-J2pKS7x4p_VQGu5D9mo8-TXQWjTje-F_TOXdOuE_CovRixawUTKr04k30wGiTIpDI-G-s5E_abEaNffl2AWh5Ew_iMxN5xJh56_qtVYT6nG39ugWfPHm-75-8YnmI/s1600/151.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="520" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7Nbb0uysKBXxTEY-J2pKS7x4p_VQGu5D9mo8-TXQWjTje-F_TOXdOuE_CovRixawUTKr04k30wGiTIpDI-G-s5E_abEaNffl2AWh5Ew_iMxN5xJh56_qtVYT6nG39ugWfPHm-75-8YnmI/s640/151.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>As we conclude our Tour through <a href="http://www.facebook.com/MelroseVintage"><strong><span style="color: #e06666;">MELROSE VINTAGE</span></strong></a> Together I've been quite Introspective lately about exactly why I'm even trying to shorten my Blog Posts?  Because I wasn't even sure I knew why or if I really wanted to?  </em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyjpX83RbEHlDQSvYQuJiv8L_t6gUOSvhSjErwjVntKf2oIPKJsmzhWOi23o-IbvRmKha6kcFSry5IVjCUohqbHiOGCswda9pRZ0yO4I3VOtBszSy2H6yiDLTNqsIrKqVctPHTzQ6X8U3f/s1600/181.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="496" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyjpX83RbEHlDQSvYQuJiv8L_t6gUOSvhSjErwjVntKf2oIPKJsmzhWOi23o-IbvRmKha6kcFSry5IVjCUohqbHiOGCswda9pRZ0yO4I3VOtBszSy2H6yiDLTNqsIrKqVctPHTzQ6X8U3f/s640/181.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>.  In fact, every time I couldn't manage to be brief I  felt somewhat disappointed and like I'd Failed because I was trying to... but it became quite apparent that brevity is just <u>not</u> ME at all.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibk3uBnSXSvHjmvmb_O4modg7DAOOrL6OyEwWyvVIzUdfJdMQHKFe48xGZG7NJ1sy5GDhWSJ5BRBLZUbUD39m0ASjAgrGbziwJtADSnO1-uG41WIG6at3-MvOY6_HDgcqYmnU_yQPSD81Y/s1600/197.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="614" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibk3uBnSXSvHjmvmb_O4modg7DAOOrL6OyEwWyvVIzUdfJdMQHKFe48xGZG7NJ1sy5GDhWSJ5BRBLZUbUD39m0ASjAgrGbziwJtADSnO1-uG41WIG6at3-MvOY6_HDgcqYmnU_yQPSD81Y/s640/197.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>And so I had to ask myself WHY?  Why was I attempting to be brief in my own Space?  Was it really for me, something I wanted and some kind of an attempt at positive self-improvement?  Would it even be self-improvement... is brevity really that much of a Positive?  Or was I simply trying to please and accommodate those who come for a Visit and might be overwhelmed by my Nature to have something to say and desire to Share lots of Images?</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em><em></em><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvAJRG_e_hFjcQpO2-ZKippFN5VRmSPvuoJPhNHNE4LHz9AzWIdd7ezM1QN2ugPc4SR3IsATC45W2y9SxOSrPVkuw7WRM3YlvOHiqr4KMBUgjRZjhNc3O7766jKrms3iCV8dDyOaE2T4Qx/s1600/179.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="626" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvAJRG_e_hFjcQpO2-ZKippFN5VRmSPvuoJPhNHNE4LHz9AzWIdd7ezM1QN2ugPc4SR3IsATC45W2y9SxOSrPVkuw7WRM3YlvOHiqr4KMBUgjRZjhNc3O7766jKrms3iCV8dDyOaE2T4Qx/s640/179.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>I found that on so many Blogs I really Enjoy, when someone had something to say they often had a tendency to Apologize for the Long Post and lack of brevity... as if somehow having something to say, a lot to Show or want to Share and Communicating is an Imposition to everyone else nowadays?  Was NOT being Brief and Minimal really such a Negative?  Or just a perceived one because everything seems to be rushing by so fast and the attention span seems to be shortening exponentially with everyone so used to instant gratification and so many choice?</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqqbssermQctO0TVnD7fH76cokkbMS9JDcsRt-1dgO4P_kxxfnXG3K_mWbDEWWlGIdEnTm8_DjPkE9QrDknopU7m7zEVj_BZE8oWuBf2rXmvM2w504sXryNU1gIktIG0OiW7-QCZqqQOHZ/s1600/125.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqqbssermQctO0TVnD7fH76cokkbMS9JDcsRt-1dgO4P_kxxfnXG3K_mWbDEWWlGIdEnTm8_DjPkE9QrDknopU7m7zEVj_BZE8oWuBf2rXmvM2w504sXryNU1gIktIG0OiW7-QCZqqQOHZ/s640/125.JPG" width="526" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>In this Age of Twitter, Text Messaging, Facebook, Instagram, Blogging etc. where brevity is now the Norm... the Written Letter, newsy Telephone conversations and spending time Together having actual Conversations and uninhibited Communication and Socialization has apparently fallen by the wayside and is not preferred or seems barely tolerated and considered an Inconvenience... something that few have Time for.  I'm not sure I like that... and I typically avoid it in fact... as more superficial, impersonal and rushed than I'm personally comfortable with.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>  </em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfju1CDG9PKcWnSdcqI6BVzECf_acMZv9Ptm_h0EPIC_7sIpM82MbvDpUekd7VEgIJkxwYjNR8S0OqFTvreWzCwvkz4sTUEgRWEl0KEP_CsiH1jALeQ4uE3RIKo324JBdCskMU-k4TPseE/s1600/163.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfju1CDG9PKcWnSdcqI6BVzECf_acMZv9Ptm_h0EPIC_7sIpM82MbvDpUekd7VEgIJkxwYjNR8S0OqFTvreWzCwvkz4sTUEgRWEl0KEP_CsiH1jALeQ4uE3RIKo324JBdCskMU-k4TPseE/s640/163.JPG" width="546" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Do we really <u>need</u> to see everything at a quick Glance and have to say it in ten Words or less?</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>I have to Wonder exactly <u>when</u> everyone suddenly became so busy or impatient that they don't have Time anymore?  Because certainly there are far more Conveniences that they didn't have back in the day... when people actually took the Time to Listen to each other or have something to say without an Apologetic Disclaimer!</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXEf1jPEfUk5iYcsTNYBMQs1AkLlsuMa25r-1OlZzUaZotZGogy6Lz8s6xqBGru8z7kH0Ay8pjpp9F-iJYGoBEtV8PUenpF76zGMIYOg4nN5bGHAa8CqausbaBUy9cMIMR-zrxyh6BUKs-/s1600/187.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="548" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXEf1jPEfUk5iYcsTNYBMQs1AkLlsuMa25r-1OlZzUaZotZGogy6Lz8s6xqBGru8z7kH0Ay8pjpp9F-iJYGoBEtV8PUenpF76zGMIYOg4nN5bGHAa8CqausbaBUy9cMIMR-zrxyh6BUKs-/s640/187.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>You know... <u>before</u> Mass Production, Fast Food, Drive-Thru everythings, Microwaves, Computers, Cordless means of Communication, Automated Appliances that speed up the Process of just about everything we do and all of the Technology that makes Waiting or being the least bit Inconvenienced practically a thing of the Past.  Some might Embrace that and it's Okay... but I'd prefer not to in many cases.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR35ufmNW5QwC549jNM-PxC8x5e-jtDUR2R_WzcpcAO8tYeXPHX2eCZFSGxttjXKthlh-8O6us3r96-QcdVfvU8b1dYsssQH-j6c7Th7WrO_LqT2Ta3ezzBltDh0WIwY76f39jXCybzXGY/s1600/162.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="522" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR35ufmNW5QwC549jNM-PxC8x5e-jtDUR2R_WzcpcAO8tYeXPHX2eCZFSGxttjXKthlh-8O6us3r96-QcdVfvU8b1dYsssQH-j6c7Th7WrO_LqT2Ta3ezzBltDh0WIwY76f39jXCybzXGY/s640/162.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Its rather strange that before everything was Instant and took far more Time... that people actually took the Time and seemed to HAVE the Time or MAKE the Time.  Very curious indeed.  Now everything is so hurried, so busy, so complex... or IS IT?  Have we just made it so, of our own doing and Convenience?</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZddnnIcO7obiwU_Y0k35J_vlYR7IVrz8zstrX2om84obEyGevUR4Pm78hQFiMQ9ggmx59NIXf5jg_1SxSG9YXUYf-Zla4jB-lz-5TU7eEUDr3jtFBZItWWD3G_M-eapOWhlVH13gG-oL6/s1600/161.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZddnnIcO7obiwU_Y0k35J_vlYR7IVrz8zstrX2om84obEyGevUR4Pm78hQFiMQ9ggmx59NIXf5jg_1SxSG9YXUYf-Zla4jB-lz-5TU7eEUDr3jtFBZItWWD3G_M-eapOWhlVH13gG-oL6/s640/161.JPG" width="586" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>When I began the Journey and Journal of deciding to Blog I really didn't have any firm Ideas of what I was going to do or say or Share, or how it might look or turn out... or how it might be Received by those who would stumble upon it.  But I certainly wanted it to be Relevant in some kind of way, if even just to me, since I never really anticipated other people actually coming or caring.  Who knew they'd be a Blog Hostess one day, with frequent Visitors, I certainly didn't.  It was both a pleasant Surprise and yet somehow did put some unexpected pressures on the Process... self-imposed of coarse.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLRxTlOCQYlJeeiP-fqsFbUO3CXu-Qe1Qg9IZKwSYhPtFQmCsFLeV_gWI5p1PI8jluhMj6sJ5IE6YMrY-AQJDP54BVyX4MJppsplEbxE074FkQshyrS0kfM3dbxB9xiWs9bv-3wyhzqAFQ/s1600/131.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLRxTlOCQYlJeeiP-fqsFbUO3CXu-Qe1Qg9IZKwSYhPtFQmCsFLeV_gWI5p1PI8jluhMj6sJ5IE6YMrY-AQJDP54BVyX4MJppsplEbxE074FkQshyrS0kfM3dbxB9xiWs9bv-3wyhzqAFQ/s640/131.JPG" width="558" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>If I didn't have the Time or Inclination to do it right and the way I wanted for it to be, I just wasn't going to bother at all, because there would seem no Point if I was simply going to squeeze it into an already overburdened Schedule I'd Imposed on myself.  But it also seemed to carry a Responsibility to it that I didn't anticipate and at times I wasn't even sure if I wanted to start over again with a new Blog and just delete this one in it's entirety?   But that would be like Moving and not telling any of your Friends... and just disappearing without explanation or a proper Good-Bye, which didn't seem right on any level.   I've heard other Bloggers having these Sentiments, so I suppose it's not so Rare?  But it is a Weird Feeling to have... you have to assess where it's coming from?</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4BjVzhmj2db7peDtXnYHDn4QGujoSgezkMgAQJmFNOwfGDrAl8ehR929MDQCkamrxyLLI_4QPzjaLPGCqr-NkFlf6gNTV7J7KwE5f1OTFmWMzagMtXCReQTwWLNohyphenhyphenngszrBo3MHiC4lD/s1600/127.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4BjVzhmj2db7peDtXnYHDn4QGujoSgezkMgAQJmFNOwfGDrAl8ehR929MDQCkamrxyLLI_4QPzjaLPGCqr-NkFlf6gNTV7J7KwE5f1OTFmWMzagMtXCReQTwWLNohyphenhyphenngszrBo3MHiC4lD/s640/127.JPG" width="584" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>This was to be my Respite Place... a Place I could Retreat to Daily, something FOR MYSELF that didn't seem like a Guilty Indulgence because it was Free... to Dream, be Inspired, Document Life to look back upon so that I could better Appreciate what Blessings we have.  A place to Write about whatever I wanted when I had something to say... and by the way, I ALWAYS have something to say... just not always someone to say it to!  *LOL*</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigpaQyuadnbZSY-9c5I_C-45mxOZRm2mpSMxVGls6YNkAaqaQ3PfsnfU3OZkCq6NARCX_HIbmA1cbYDOBGtN6rNLM1HR56cqS7Varq8oahxHgQ2j42iAov5poZW4V53ydy5qkMnCYqHOnW/s1600/174.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigpaQyuadnbZSY-9c5I_C-45mxOZRm2mpSMxVGls6YNkAaqaQ3PfsnfU3OZkCq6NARCX_HIbmA1cbYDOBGtN6rNLM1HR56cqS7Varq8oahxHgQ2j42iAov5poZW4V53ydy5qkMnCYqHOnW/s640/174.JPG" width="498" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Because I truly Love Writing as much as I Love Family, Friends, Photography, Art, Creating, the Thrill Of The Hunt for Found Treasures, and being a Keeper Of The Past.  And I DO LOVE Blogging and all of the Wonderful Unexpected Benefits and New Friends and opportunities it has afforded me!</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheM2yFHvVjUR9j_p8k6h7zgRBZp7zNLuepvcf7HAN0gVZSz2q4JvpqLE45T-RGW4jgqngz_luufWaKKjcVn2BHmTXjZvqzcYTsUHUJwHwTJpci5KRg8zwVeTiaygMPoJFtO66CSKwrj7wH/s1600/176.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="508" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheM2yFHvVjUR9j_p8k6h7zgRBZp7zNLuepvcf7HAN0gVZSz2q4JvpqLE45T-RGW4jgqngz_luufWaKKjcVn2BHmTXjZvqzcYTsUHUJwHwTJpci5KRg8zwVeTiaygMPoJFtO66CSKwrj7wH/s640/176.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>And since hardly anyone Writes Letters anymore or cares to... and brevity abounds... I found a Void in something I'd always Enjoyed in the Past... the Written Form of Communication... the Written Word and the Stories of Life... either mine or someone else's.  I missed getting long newsy Letters and Phone Calls from Friends who have moved away and I miss so much.  Or being able to get out more often to Visit in Person and Socializing as we once did.  Connecting via FB is nice, but not quite the same.  Blogging has filled that Void considerably and so I really do look forward to my Blog Time and what it has become <u>for me</u>.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrwHlWRUHbuBtz1ZEr4jSKaSp5CHTDUPihwD_-97LU-sbph4ZlCq13Tx8S6qxt1T2sDS1gSb-lJ7GSUjqIEpn2qPUnqIHa31l4tc8z-bdN2AzdZJtcMS-pX_LFigSCZRc_4fYwV5zZfclQ/s1600/169.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrwHlWRUHbuBtz1ZEr4jSKaSp5CHTDUPihwD_-97LU-sbph4ZlCq13Tx8S6qxt1T2sDS1gSb-lJ7GSUjqIEpn2qPUnqIHa31l4tc8z-bdN2AzdZJtcMS-pX_LFigSCZRc_4fYwV5zZfclQ/s640/169.JPG" width="564" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>You see... I'm the one that actually Enjoys reading your Long Posts and those that have Visual Overload and Excessive Sharing.  I tend to feel as though I know you and what you're about much better here in the Land of Blog when you've taken the Time to Create something in a Post that takes more than a Minute for me to totally absorb.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhh8mkIIUz0tDtQVJ9Q1q2Mu9wkZFAinRmqXC0rFBCxNoFTsJlXgVw8eXAahVZo5t6tSKklgnHSqvAX_tf7RcsTicufiTN45Hj2_t_dZzBgKHa9atSYSsOE1QE14WscsgVUsAFu9wdQfWf/s1600/170.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="546" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhh8mkIIUz0tDtQVJ9Q1q2Mu9wkZFAinRmqXC0rFBCxNoFTsJlXgVw8eXAahVZo5t6tSKklgnHSqvAX_tf7RcsTicufiTN45Hj2_t_dZzBgKHa9atSYSsOE1QE14WscsgVUsAFu9wdQfWf/s640/170.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>I feel as though you've taken me along on your Adventures or really Invited me into your Home, Office or Studio and become Relational when you Reveal so much more than a Single Image, a Teaser, a blurb that I was able to read in 5 seconds before moving on to the next.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp4jNNnTdbemxe_p7Dv2wgNW-bn3fWw3kwYXnGX2hUwfMmUs1tDwV_Y2NNC8cX5eMABhiwYyQBpO5HCqK-li3xWdwzFatJ77gFt8Ol5lFGryOBu6nTm3gv5r4VvB_P-KISGBXaw4aDUR-z/s1600/172.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp4jNNnTdbemxe_p7Dv2wgNW-bn3fWw3kwYXnGX2hUwfMmUs1tDwV_Y2NNC8cX5eMABhiwYyQBpO5HCqK-li3xWdwzFatJ77gFt8Ol5lFGryOBu6nTm3gv5r4VvB_P-KISGBXaw4aDUR-z/s640/172.JPG" width="578" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Don't get me wrong, I've seen some absolutely AMAZING Blogs where the Author is a person of brevity and its obviously who they really are in Real Life too and so it seems perfectly Natural and Normal... like that Introverted Quiet Friend that you Cherish, but you know will be a better Listener than Talker or perhaps not so Social in Nature and very Private.  That's Okay IF that's who they are.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQkh4rIxL3BBLX_fzGQCULB7Cbt2CMf-FC59NtwXXACHsKsf6GDDYYW2nfyex5R-udpKms0zRzCsq-UhDUQrOkJhHqzfH5TQ_-Xvi7xXccP3-idXH3Y3UsO1DqhZkGT2XgLy6yszCGc8dn/s1600/171.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="530" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQkh4rIxL3BBLX_fzGQCULB7Cbt2CMf-FC59NtwXXACHsKsf6GDDYYW2nfyex5R-udpKms0zRzCsq-UhDUQrOkJhHqzfH5TQ_-Xvi7xXccP3-idXH3Y3UsO1DqhZkGT2XgLy6yszCGc8dn/s640/171.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>But obviously that's NOT who I am... or who I'll ever be... and so it was NOT Normal or Natural for me to strive for brevity... in Real Life or in the Land Of Blog... it wouldn't be Keeping it Real at all... I wouldn't even recognize myself in fact... I'd be Wondering, "Who IS this person?  She's not very good at this and somebody should tell her..."  *Smiles*</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>  </em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9i-4DZpEfYOlmHdf9HHUIM8zB94nD6czUJmxK3qSvyn-ES3y0NHELz0YRoXFArJchhPBhUt7HZ3TvlHaAL1ZvQ1z7JBgccjhOmwtSm4g-GP2CqFb2s4KvnTUrDzoNs82fCWVKFGBCDzvu/s1600/177.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="636" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9i-4DZpEfYOlmHdf9HHUIM8zB94nD6czUJmxK3qSvyn-ES3y0NHELz0YRoXFArJchhPBhUt7HZ3TvlHaAL1ZvQ1z7JBgccjhOmwtSm4g-GP2CqFb2s4KvnTUrDzoNs82fCWVKFGBCDzvu/s640/177.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Trying to say something that I considered Relevant enough to Blog about in Ten Words or Less would really be a Challenge... and I'd become quite frustrated and stall, it would be too much like WORK!  It would suck all of the Joy and Spontanaety out of the Moment if I had to Think that long and hard about what I was Sharing... Editing every Word, every Image... or draw it out for days just to get it all out there in bite sized digestible chunks! </em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZyTgHjQ1TLjfjGwmuv8e_dee9JvmoSaJ4SkZEeHvG9LrTW7nxSdMNN7VmEuUuKtSkwkgGJm46MuM-LmYe-YSVfP01r7iBl7UG0cTXBKeetfIgtTVok-4QmFOcNVs85tx8guPyyhc3FWDs/s1600/192.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZyTgHjQ1TLjfjGwmuv8e_dee9JvmoSaJ4SkZEeHvG9LrTW7nxSdMNN7VmEuUuKtSkwkgGJm46MuM-LmYe-YSVfP01r7iBl7UG0cTXBKeetfIgtTVok-4QmFOcNVs85tx8guPyyhc3FWDs/s640/192.JPG" width="546" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><br /><div align="center"><em>After all... I began to rationalize, nobody has to eat the whole Meal offered... if they have chosen to come for a Visit to my Blog Home they can look at or read as much as is comfortable for them and they have an appetite for... and skip whatever they want... its not as if they have to Politely Endure anything or spend more Time than they want to or need to.   </em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em>  </em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfsuDDlQJ0WCMQ9aHOytnA3_vIpjmFzDdMMa_qg5vqrolH3xnw3WMTgFnDRCZF1XGKK9EcZFQ4IghQ1gb0tw6jw-4anXS-jjzhx8B-JdD16TuBnF7ryg7yPnD0kLA9kwAiX36sas3_SdS7/s1600/183.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfsuDDlQJ0WCMQ9aHOytnA3_vIpjmFzDdMMa_qg5vqrolH3xnw3WMTgFnDRCZF1XGKK9EcZFQ4IghQ1gb0tw6jw-4anXS-jjzhx8B-JdD16TuBnF7ryg7yPnD0kLA9kwAiX36sas3_SdS7/s640/183.JPG" width="600" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>I'm not very good at being a People Pleaser anyway... or Compromising something Special to me, especially if I'm doing something for ME.  *LOL*   I've been a 'Giver' by Nature and it makes me Happy to Give, but my "Me Time" is Rare and therefore I Guard it closely and Selfishly in fact.   But I did begin to realize, after some Introspection... that my own feelings, thoughts and motives were no longer crystal clear to me about the direction my Blog was heading?</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFy8iEnCqBX3gfmK0SGUYD8YYHXTa-lfqqjgtMf_n1UGMt-ymVyU4QmDh_WepQmeLG31sRRmXhW3RNU8Cnfu1IyWUeUYL2O5DwbbxPy9WZH4TXXyExNREWekfksWzDeUv8bO4Ko7zlpFWH/s1600/193.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="556" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFy8iEnCqBX3gfmK0SGUYD8YYHXTa-lfqqjgtMf_n1UGMt-ymVyU4QmDh_WepQmeLG31sRRmXhW3RNU8Cnfu1IyWUeUYL2O5DwbbxPy9WZH4TXXyExNREWekfksWzDeUv8bO4Ko7zlpFWH/s640/193.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Such as Why did I Feel as though I had to Conform and become adept at brevity all of a sudden, when I've never been brief before and knew it wasn't at all my Nature?  Yet here I was trying to shorten my Posts... trying to narrow and water down the content of a Story so it wouldn't go long... trying to Edit the Images to just a few... an agonizing Process for me that obviously wasn't working out so well. </em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvE4ebK3yjsK-yQ_9RXnXjJz-pPPOTAv6x9lmKyrd5EzHWMnUVNMFStupgOEexTYbjiSE-G8C99fSXEj9pM0rwnY4xXUOFe1cZ_IK1S65LYzsBNhO6sJjJcOHpqvLuhZYmYo_E7eauQoD3/s1600/184.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvE4ebK3yjsK-yQ_9RXnXjJz-pPPOTAv6x9lmKyrd5EzHWMnUVNMFStupgOEexTYbjiSE-G8C99fSXEj9pM0rwnY4xXUOFe1cZ_IK1S65LYzsBNhO6sJjJcOHpqvLuhZYmYo_E7eauQoD3/s640/184.JPG" width="494" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Sure, I'd like to become a better Editor since that would be Beneficial to my Goal of Editing, Purging and Culling the amount of Stuff I have at Home to Simplify Life and have more Balance... but here in the Land Of Blog, was it really so necessary?  Perhaps I thought that if I failed to Minimalize Everything that somehow I'd backslide or not make Progress, I dunno?</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigXWtzkXx1mwGqGKIGktX3oV3JLeOkmT0u9kp3T3mwQnhbQitd1c-Wtz__flPBjcnTCv7_ZJXltGyhycw8VqOKVpzy_USSxylC7fo0Ii1nK-ieXlu8PbUTKcbv-jlT3bRe7sDAK1X_AB4m/s1600/196.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigXWtzkXx1mwGqGKIGktX3oV3JLeOkmT0u9kp3T3mwQnhbQitd1c-Wtz__flPBjcnTCv7_ZJXltGyhycw8VqOKVpzy_USSxylC7fo0Ii1nK-ieXlu8PbUTKcbv-jlT3bRe7sDAK1X_AB4m/s640/196.JPG" width="626" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>It's not as if I was afraid of running out of Storage Space, it's cheap and I am not even using a fraction of what I have and I can always buy more if this Investment feels worthy enough to continue and I'm still having Fun.  Having Fun is very important to the continuity of it...</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCDw9QvFdF8-o33W2fQF2MXtMDFDdoDjZeo11Pe3gwu1SNZCXHrPRzT0dPpptXg7OW8uAwnMAFjFNL92jcli3l7b0H5M3v5P0zZMJ1AJEpjrkTlqVYKQYuWR7E7q0COE0U1ZfuN2CDKsEw/s1600/191.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="594" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCDw9QvFdF8-o33W2fQF2MXtMDFDdoDjZeo11Pe3gwu1SNZCXHrPRzT0dPpptXg7OW8uAwnMAFjFNL92jcli3l7b0H5M3v5P0zZMJ1AJEpjrkTlqVYKQYuWR7E7q0COE0U1ZfuN2CDKsEw/s640/191.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>So... WHY was it?  And I had an Epiphany... yes, me who usually couldn't care less about what other people think of me, my Style, my Lifestyle or my Personality, because I never feel as though it affects or impacts them in any significant way... found that I had fallen into the unfortunate Blog Habit of realizing this Blog isn't all about me anymore and trying to adjust it accordingly!  *Gasp*  Because people were showing up and apparently getting something out of the Visit.  So I felt as though I had to Consider them more than I initially did or was!!!  I felt as though it would not be Polite to ignore Visitors even though this is only a 'Virtual' place... I felt as though I had to acknowledge everyone in some way in my content... even the lurkers who remain anonymous and may always choose not to reveal who they are or that they came for a Secret Visit.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbXWNF6PVXVStUt-WO4Ola1vM_VMYSEJC8CCPz6gfxby_JlVtquCbBD7xwuBLmpidS13cm_fzESrctCthaCqR1_dB4DHQNKYARFp9LAa2BK9ZiQ5WOQsXFC8CRd2aKgvQEF3RMArF_1Tg5/s1600/190.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbXWNF6PVXVStUt-WO4Ola1vM_VMYSEJC8CCPz6gfxby_JlVtquCbBD7xwuBLmpidS13cm_fzESrctCthaCqR1_dB4DHQNKYARFp9LAa2BK9ZiQ5WOQsXFC8CRd2aKgvQEF3RMArF_1Tg5/s640/190.JPG" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>You always Consider and are Considerate of your Guests and those who take the Time to Visit, even the Shy ones... and especially those that give you input and become Friends... it would be Rude not to be a Gracious Host after all.  And so there I was with this odd dilemma... of having a Virtual Guest, some of which I don't really know very well or am meeting for the first time... and it prompted me to Wonder if I was Talking too much... Sharing too much... Boring anyone present?!  You know... like in Real Life!!!???!?  *Smiles*</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQW2HyHCHhmh88amPoGJ2GTIgiO7yuDqPFyKIu1EbqCEJ6iWUG5VssVfPOqLoskAwATEdFzwiVkgFefgS_OfZUim8Ixe0cFz_rG_MVmOKL4OFZd7WXDp9FpboQWlXbUXrUvJNgBxTUVx0w/s1600/194.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQW2HyHCHhmh88amPoGJ2GTIgiO7yuDqPFyKIu1EbqCEJ6iWUG5VssVfPOqLoskAwATEdFzwiVkgFefgS_OfZUim8Ixe0cFz_rG_MVmOKL4OFZd7WXDp9FpboQWlXbUXrUvJNgBxTUVx0w/s640/194.JPG" width="580" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Only in Real Life you have those Visual Clues and Cues... so you can back off or tone it down if you realize it's too much... that maybe <u>you're</u> too much and coming on too strong *Winks* for the Company present??!  But here you have to Wing it because you don't see the Visual Clues and Cues, only the occassional Comment... and I was vainly trying to accommodate ALL of my Blog Guests I suppose, to be Polite and all that.  I do Enjoy that some of you come to Visit more than once and that Real Relationships have formed thru a Virtual World... so I do Care.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJjhnKVbzoT3mRv32CZAcqACcu11gMeeCgLAQP7XrJ1pZ7RrP2LVtGOP-rJV-h45x7LoSdz0LUkR99Z8BAZbl-YnggUsDdm-wQL8KbFbJ0Rs6zGbfv_YlcyXTzU0lFlpLVy7u4_gbBjxMM/s1600/195.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJjhnKVbzoT3mRv32CZAcqACcu11gMeeCgLAQP7XrJ1pZ7RrP2LVtGOP-rJV-h45x7LoSdz0LUkR99Z8BAZbl-YnggUsDdm-wQL8KbFbJ0Rs6zGbfv_YlcyXTzU0lFlpLVy7u4_gbBjxMM/s640/195.JPG" width="536" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><br /><div align="center"><em>And though being Polite and Thoughtful is something that is very Important to me... doing anything in 'Obligatory Mode' is NOT something I Tolerate or do well or at all usually.  And I realized it was absolutely Silly... this is my Blog House and my Blog IS ME!  So though any and all are Welcome to come for a Visit anytime and stay as long or as briefly as they want, I don't have to change myself and try to morph into Super Blogger.  *LOL*  It's not really Important to anyone but me how my Blog turns out, because it's MINE and whether liked or disliked it's totally Subjective. </em><br /><em></em><br /><em></em><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWAJAJUGhEMYp3Iw8NwaR5HcwGU4w4OBdyNJGAc9g8NLAQhBoBDzlzwIvx0a_EItMhlFZhmbZFn6ePVCqx8rb4AGlAVMTgWhXx3d7ZnExFIUgwMOr8Rff8WE-H92WNU0AeT9dU6ls4-pOO/s1600/173.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWAJAJUGhEMYp3Iw8NwaR5HcwGU4w4OBdyNJGAc9g8NLAQhBoBDzlzwIvx0a_EItMhlFZhmbZFn6ePVCqx8rb4AGlAVMTgWhXx3d7ZnExFIUgwMOr8Rff8WE-H92WNU0AeT9dU6ls4-pOO/s640/173.JPG" width="588" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><em> It's my Personal Platform and that's very Liberating since in Real Life we often have more Restrictions and 'Rules'.  And so it is foolish not to utilize it exactly the way I choose and want even when I'm Hosting a Visitor or numerous Visitors to it.   Nobody is putting external pressure on me to change it.  Any changes I've made or am Planning to make are all my own doing and shouldn't be for no apparent valid reason as I Contemplated it. And some days I may Succeed at being Brief... but it shall only be because on that day, I <u>want to</u> and am not merely <u>trying to </u>for vague reasons I don't even understand or aren't Clear.  I'm still a Huge Fan of the Old School Forms and ways of Communicating and Socializing, it's just more True to Self.  And maybe that's what you like most after all?</em><br /><em></em><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGP3TLA1uFCH4jRWXiHlYk3NtGLYztgpBlstCKY_VqAQTSQ8j_s9iHEUtfmJBr-TansTcUfo8mnyI-twaQJbCDUKqCsjBcIvCD_LA1oUJZqm8DUQtdRCHTktJuSIMrFngEtZYTTJCtJca_/s1600/147.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGP3TLA1uFCH4jRWXiHlYk3NtGLYztgpBlstCKY_VqAQTSQ8j_s9iHEUtfmJBr-TansTcUfo8mnyI-twaQJbCDUKqCsjBcIvCD_LA1oUJZqm8DUQtdRCHTktJuSIMrFngEtZYTTJCtJca_/s640/147.JPG" width="480" /></a></div> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>Blessings from the Arizona Desert... 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