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Relax... And Take A Moment To Just Be Still And Breathe

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><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/AVvXsEjslb6kBwFket_2N6WHLhjRt0cLrynhKfHJjUXpVaz3qAktO_gGXzjMb1KmpVk-1PyIMZCC6LWJr2Oz6sg3nosZ6HbhfZRNCvWOawxXkE_6EPEh1FcKq72LjGXWNJWT0Q4jTq2qfN0g5WY/s1600/091.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjslb6kBwFket_2N6WHLhjRt0cLrynhKfHJjUXpVaz3qAktO_gGXzjMb1KmpVk-1PyIMZCC6LWJr2Oz6sg3nosZ6HbhfZRNCvWOawxXkE_6EPEh1FcKq72LjGXWNJWT0Q4jTq2qfN0g5WY/s1600/091.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>Sometimes, when Circumstances cause you to Feel like you're running around in circles getting nowhere fast, it's prudent to just Relax and take a Moment to just be Still and Breathe.  I can go from frantically busy and Warp Speed with Monumental tasks to Accomplish, to being Still in a Heartbeat, us Leo the Lion Types are like that.  When we Work, we Work hard, when we sit, we sit Loose, and when we are Still, we fall Asleep.  *Winks*  It was Time to take a Moment and be Still... so I did.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi4bj_ZWSmX79l6cMdiGAlCTTOLFBaraNYu3nXaGMOUWDSwi2hJ_NITUZbM03-5H9KX9m41vdIPwQWE7X9rLQoMwUj4fCmDPCeVmmV30qLAL_Hy1_BP3VGNTZ6bL_fPWJLZdLzcT8UDM4/s1600/090.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi4bj_ZWSmX79l6cMdiGAlCTTOLFBaraNYu3nXaGMOUWDSwi2hJ_NITUZbM03-5H9KX9m41vdIPwQWE7X9rLQoMwUj4fCmDPCeVmmV30qLAL_Hy1_BP3VGNTZ6bL_fPWJLZdLzcT8UDM4/s1600/090.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>That meant Naps... Big Cat Naps... to Rejuvenate after all that had been expended in recent days with Princess T's Surgery, Recovery Process, Agency mandates and Insurance Battles and losing a Beloved Pet.  No, I didn't get everything fixed... some things are just too big for one person to fix and I recognize when it's not even my Job to fix something and just Roll with it as it is.  The System is Broken, I can't fix it, I Hope somebody can whose Job it IS to fix it.  They're probably on the Payroll and Clock to fix it, I am not, so I'll just Report the Issues that pertain to us and our situation and let them worry about it.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJQ6K2O4eiKN5Sxv3caKQyYe1lsiWwRM7OiYnwJ6i6wuDd_S6ObMXt68iKad8t0r4NXOwwSR01HDdnFXbCCLQ312PpB6i64QqWWvLizDXekIulrvbtnItOX5XWck0xSvZ4ix7crBtIi9s/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJQ6K2O4eiKN5Sxv3caKQyYe1lsiWwRM7OiYnwJ6i6wuDd_S6ObMXt68iKad8t0r4NXOwwSR01HDdnFXbCCLQ312PpB6i64QqWWvLizDXekIulrvbtnItOX5XWck0xSvZ4ix7crBtIi9s/s1600/014.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>I Ponied Up and Paid for the other half of Princess T's necessary Expensive Pain Management Medication that the crappy Insurance won't Cover... there's still two Refills that the Surgeon Ordered, we'll worry about that later.  For now she won't run out during the most Critical period of her Post-Op Recovery so I have more of a Peace about the situation.  After paying over five hundred dollars at the Vet for the Dearly Departed Yul recently, it was tight and Sacrificial to dredge up even more for unexpected Medical Expenses for a Grandchild whose <u><strong>supposed</strong></u> to be 100% Covered by the Insurance, but such is Life.  I received the long awaited Letter from CPS about the Grandparent Caregiver Stipend Program Eligibility.  You know, when the CPS Caseworker informed me that I could get paid <u>more</u> for Raising my G-Kids... even though we've <u>never been paid at all</u> for over thirteen years of CPS Placement and Raising... the whopping Thirty-Nine Bucks a Kiddo each Month that the Foster Care Program Allegedly pays Grandparent Placements... THAT Program.  *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/AVvXsEgBn8ST1Uec7a9gQp4bEz_fgabJPxz5ramnYoWcgCkQ27y4ZxHcwk9DUr09hW8WTv-D_o7ukyjYWhDqBKwo4VLOo8saLrvPvTK8Y60gJOr0rWcv-r6laRYUllgj6d999ulDtHN0cGB5qWo/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBn8ST1Uec7a9gQp4bEz_fgabJPxz5ramnYoWcgCkQ27y4ZxHcwk9DUr09hW8WTv-D_o7ukyjYWhDqBKwo4VLOo8saLrvPvTK8Y60gJOr0rWcv-r6laRYUllgj6d999ulDtHN0cGB5qWo/s1600/015.JPG" width="638" /></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'm never very Optomistic with Program Eligibility because being The Man Served his Country for 39 Years in the Military and Earned Pensions and 100% VA Disability Status, it's usually a Disqualifying Factor of some kind for Civilian Programs that Assist Families.  I Guess they Assume the Government is taking Care of and doing everything for Disabled Veterans and their Families Needs... guess they don't watch much TV and see all the current Pleas for the General Public to Support Wounded Warrior Programs because the Government isn't taking Care of and doing everything anymore... some of the first Budget Cuts usually affect the Active Duty Military and Retirees in some way and progressively erode Earned Benefits Promised them, that's just how it is now.</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/AVvXsEjws6TTf8MDRj5BUyoZ9suDaeyIqho-gRW16e78_vh6UwVn7AfHP2Y4Byoys14x4ql8H8D7goeYVelLlAYSlg1VDsgbDIxrCP5xCpbIqgryU5DxkV32773KCakMdduu3bYtyBkbMQOe5jU/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjws6TTf8MDRj5BUyoZ9suDaeyIqho-gRW16e78_vh6UwVn7AfHP2Y4Byoys14x4ql8H8D7goeYVelLlAYSlg1VDsgbDIxrCP5xCpbIqgryU5DxkV32773KCakMdduu3bYtyBkbMQOe5jU/s1600/003.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>So I really wasn't all that Surprised that we didn't Qualify for the pittance of a Stipend... but I must say I WAS Shocked at WHY!  Are you sitting down and ready for this my Friends, 'cause it's Epic and might blow your Mind too!!!???   In order to Qualify for the whopping Thirty-Nine Bucks a Month for each Child's Care and the Raising of them so that the State doesn't have to, your gross household income must fall <u>BELOW</u> THE 200% {Yes that's TWO HUNDRED PERCENT, not a typo!} Income Eligibility Requirements for Federal <u><strong>Poverty</strong></u> Guidelines!!!!!!   Yep, apparently being in Poverty is not enough to warrant less than Forty Bucks a Month of Benefit Help for Raising a Grandkid, you have to be <strong>200% BELOW THAT</strong>!!!  Now, after my initial Shock and re-reading it twice and checking out their Charts, I Pondered that Statement and Requirement.   Because in order to Qualify for Custodial Placement as a Grandparent in the first place, you have to Prove Sufficient Economic Solvency to actually fully Support and Raise your Grandchildren and provide all their Needs.   So... I'm thinking, if you're Two Hundred Percent BELOW the Federal Poverty Guidelines, you wouldn't or shouldn't have gotten Placement at all... because it's likely you can't even afford to feed yourself and keep a roof over your own head, nevermind take in Grandbabies and provide for them too?!?!   Just sayin...  So I don't know whose actually Qualifying for and getting this Stipend, but Clearly, they NEED it more than we do, Bless their Hearts!!!</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/AVvXsEi6ihAr2Lh7bRg3cjaL8vddjumeBcwgW-IcMm0mYeFbdxnrE6XjKuf1cMWjjRdi90KOQRO5Grn1wM1H-VHAYQh8YB3rANYRxN7KByxODn3-Ll8VsAmuJto8sB6T4SUGr8116jAiQd9ZIJQ/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="520" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6ihAr2Lh7bRg3cjaL8vddjumeBcwgW-IcMm0mYeFbdxnrE6XjKuf1cMWjjRdi90KOQRO5Grn1wM1H-VHAYQh8YB3rANYRxN7KByxODn3-Ll8VsAmuJto8sB6T4SUGr8116jAiQd9ZIJQ/s1600/008.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>So at least I don't have to fill out that mound of Government Paperwork and get Audited every Quarter for how I would have spent the Thirty-Nine Bucks a Kiddo <u>appropriately</u>... {Seriously, I'm not making all this up, my Imagination just isn't that Fertile!}  I don't deal with bullshit well anyway, I've reached that Season of Life where I want to be bullshit-free in what I have to deal with if at all possible?!  *LOL*   And most especially since I could Collect Aluminum Cans for recycling each Month and earn more than that and not have to deal with the Agency and their Assistance Program injustices at all... so I don't mind that we don't Qualify for this one... I'll continue to Collect the cans if I need an extra Forty bucks or so a month for the Kiddos and let that Issue also be someone else's Job to rally against.   And speaking of rallying... Miss Priss has rallied to fill Princess T's Void of Missing her Beloved Sidekick and Shadow, the Dearly Departed Yul, by now filling that Position that had a Vacancy.  </em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzwhyphenhyphenE3X6ussYm8GpT7FUVBTrD66_qzbvKAIdqnyPuFZbJVBK0I_-QEEDu3Xqmxuw62oIWqOiPyuOVIpEgRnFepOQ4XsgiQKKTXaMTJHu8yzBYrSunLtYQYS2GPriP-uxiB2JukWOoWWg/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="592" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzwhyphenhyphenE3X6ussYm8GpT7FUVBTrD66_qzbvKAIdqnyPuFZbJVBK0I_-QEEDu3Xqmxuw62oIWqOiPyuOVIpEgRnFepOQ4XsgiQKKTXaMTJHu8yzBYrSunLtYQYS2GPriP-uxiB2JukWOoWWg/s1600/006.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>Yul always played House with Princess T... and so she's Delighted that Miss Priss has suddently taken an Interest in playing House and anything else she wants to Play.  </em><em>Losing her Beloved Yul... and then Enduring her Surgery, Hospital Stay and beginning Recovery only a day later after his Passing has been really Rough on the Princess.   As has all these Caseworker Visits, Interviews and shaken Stability and Sense of Security that this Guardianship Issue has Caused for the Family and particularly the Children.  Since it Scares them and they don't Trust and Believe they'll get to stay with us until it's a Done Deal thru the Family Court System and all these Strangers just leave us alone.  And provide whatever is necessary Legally so we can get back to our usual Routine to get them Raised without anyone running interferance and placing all kinds of Rules and Restrictions upon us as they see fit.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVMFAbJuJyTFYXtN_YEzMv0ZuvmaufzSt1rrwykfYBz-to1ccKGLRenw16XZjtaX0kdEgJL6DgRfe-lL_knXqpuZVQoeaIZjFeJgV4js1w4rt9UWLQ6Gw-Z-pg2_rXMgTRkUPhdv89ZpI/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="522" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVMFAbJuJyTFYXtN_YEzMv0ZuvmaufzSt1rrwykfYBz-to1ccKGLRenw16XZjtaX0kdEgJL6DgRfe-lL_knXqpuZVQoeaIZjFeJgV4js1w4rt9UWLQ6Gw-Z-pg2_rXMgTRkUPhdv89ZpI/s1600/007.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>You see, we all have ANOTHER Interview and Home Visit Today... this time by the Attorney Ad litem Assigned to the Children to navigate us thru Family Court and hopefully Convince a Judge to give us Permanent Custody until they're grown.   So that's Heavy Stuff... and they're not Happy yet another Stranger they don't Trust is going to be Intruding in their Lives and making Decisions on their behalf, when they're quite Content to Continue to Live here, as they have since Birth, and be Raised by Grandma and Grandpa... so they don't Understand why it has to be so difficult all of a sudden, after all these Years... I don't Understand either... so we're Unanimous and Unified on that being a complete Mystery we cannot fathom for the Life of us?! </em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUdppiHfFvTpfr-hudXFlbjTyW6yNPFoVND3s811-TgJj9UCohyphenhyphen0tRt1IXPyfK1hKCDEEtVl_bJiq4l-C4dggmG4IsIpRPfDL5zleH-5m2VKKh-MfBaS1n9UrD6ZJ3uswbzC95XjQW7Vs/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUdppiHfFvTpfr-hudXFlbjTyW6yNPFoVND3s811-TgJj9UCohyphenhyphen0tRt1IXPyfK1hKCDEEtVl_bJiq4l-C4dggmG4IsIpRPfDL5zleH-5m2VKKh-MfBaS1n9UrD6ZJ3uswbzC95XjQW7Vs/s1600/005.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </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;"><em> They don't want to have to be here when she comes {they must}, because it interrupts their Routine and any Spring Break Plans they had for their day.  So they're Upset and Solemn today, waiting and dreading yet one more unknown Player in this exhausting Game we must Play even though we don't want to.  Plus her Arrival and Departure Time isn't Specific so you have to just Accommodate THEIR Schedule and to Hell with your own Schedule and Plans, it's very Intrusive and Mandated so you don't have a Choice.  And the Kiddos are Guarded about what this one's going to ask and what these Strangers will consider the 'Right Answer'... it is very nerve wracking, even for an Adult, because you never know...   We don't know these People from nothing and since their Agency is already under Investigation, Trust and their Competance is a HUGE Issue for us all that they will or can make the Right Decisions or do a Good enough Job to get the end result WE all Desire?  I have a lot to talk about with this Attorney, with my Concerns about how this Process SHOULD work Properly and play out... and how it already hasn't in many ways... so I'm needing Answers and things to be fixed in the way of Damage Control and lack of Promised Services already and we're only a Month in!!!</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;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinyNaM6opZH_HiWYbyipy_D4hgTBaqjk3vwfiYHdS73mHF9MPMkzrEpCYjOcnqY0hcj8rhfFPjapy-KZTezwZu-24uvVwgXF3aCcr_0gkiREHh4XvTm_rf_Yobft97n9lWWsGl-KQAj_s/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinyNaM6opZH_HiWYbyipy_D4hgTBaqjk3vwfiYHdS73mHF9MPMkzrEpCYjOcnqY0hcj8rhfFPjapy-KZTezwZu-24uvVwgXF3aCcr_0gkiREHh4XvTm_rf_Yobft97n9lWWsGl-KQAj_s/s1600/007.JPG" width="624" /></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>So I'm Glad she has another Sidekick to Comfort her and talk to about things she doesn't want to Reveal to anyone else... because she knows her Fur Baby Buddy won't ask and won't tell, whatever Secrets they Share.  But just Listen Attentively and Love on her in an Uncomplicated and Pure way that Human Adults and even other Kids can't Compare... and all you Animal Lovers know what I'm talkin' about... because our Fur Babies can fulfill that Need with their Bond and Relationship with us too.  Each of us is absolutely Perfect in our Fur Babies Eyes and Relationships with them are so Uncomplicated and Pure that it's Refreshing and Long Lasting.  Have you ever had a Fur Baby Un-Friend you?  *Winks, yep, I thought not!*   I came close to trying to find another Home for Miss Priss after Yul died... because I was deeply Grieving, she's preggy and I just didn't want to deal with a Mama and her Kittens this Spring and finding Homes for animals we can't keep, with everything else going on Personally.  But I'm glad now I couldn't get her into the Cat Carrier and she Resisted leaving the Home she chose and the Family she Adopted.  *LOL... you should have seen us vainly trying to catch her running all around our Acre... and she only Made Nice with us when she was convinced we'd changed our mind about her having to leave Bohemian Valhalla!!!*  It's Okay, I've Appologized and she's Forgiven... so we're Good now.  I think she sensed Mama Dawn was in Crazy Grief-Stricken Mode that defied all Logic and was Raw Feelings Based?!?  *Smiles* </em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-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/AVvXsEhnspLo-zlaFuvmxqS7ucmGtZZU-F_1QS5GhrmGaWlJnl1FTeM7MOyU1u-N9S1XZwQeowVkmT4b1n_PDzZe81eMwfelfiq-qT_J6qsL9MFZ7grtg71ODOcLc-hyAIn08L3HQuZ1yZ522_8/s1600/049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="556" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnspLo-zlaFuvmxqS7ucmGtZZU-F_1QS5GhrmGaWlJnl1FTeM7MOyU1u-N9S1XZwQeowVkmT4b1n_PDzZe81eMwfelfiq-qT_J6qsL9MFZ7grtg71ODOcLc-hyAIn08L3HQuZ1yZ522_8/s1600/049.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>So yes, before the Attorney Ad litem shows up I'm Relaxing in the Sunshine of our Garden... and here at my Desk now that the House is in Order and smelling like the Divine new Candle Fragrance of Buttered Maple Syrup I've got burning.  Perhaps if we make her hungry enough with the Aroma permeating every room of our Home she'll leave early to satisfy a now ravenous appetite?  *Winks*  Hey, whatever Works I'll Work it... I don't like to have to be forced to Host Uninvited Guests that I don't know for very long, what can I say?!?  She might be a Delightful Person, but I need to be Convinced she's part of our Solution and not part of our Problem and that remains to be seen!?</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLU5BDGy58f_mAOHuWxPy0V4ei7Cg3ZLLBjiRwxL0-AAcNPeXknDSRemjHjaoQEluY3fRdQ46n96r8jbHgkW22oTF8pBHCHoNbBI6DxMK84xNRN0ubP3n-622lZrduhj7KjMRL_1SWgC4/s1600/031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLU5BDGy58f_mAOHuWxPy0V4ei7Cg3ZLLBjiRwxL0-AAcNPeXknDSRemjHjaoQEluY3fRdQ46n96r8jbHgkW22oTF8pBHCHoNbBI6DxMK84xNRN0ubP3n-622lZrduhj7KjMRL_1SWgC4/s1600/031.JPG" width="598" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>I've recently been Compiling some Inspirational Quotes that Minister to me when I have my Still Moments and can absorb what will Feed my Soul, my Mind and my Spirit while I Rest my Body ... and so when I found this Beautiful Custom Created Notebook at our other Antique Mall Location at such a Bargain I couldn't Believe my Eyes... I hadda have it to write my Quotes in!!!</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/AVvXsEi0J-wtdmuBks4ogCajeShLGeBj4jvNH_rpRNp8Z5wdT8s9Tcfp2PzHCqDi1FoVsseiEuk5EEBF_0RHjSarEmQxyswQh29BaWuZfm3o4flJcx2S8z1ikrJMUOXPsLon-YpQH52SUMiz4ok/s1600/032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0J-wtdmuBks4ogCajeShLGeBj4jvNH_rpRNp8Z5wdT8s9Tcfp2PzHCqDi1FoVsseiEuk5EEBF_0RHjSarEmQxyswQh29BaWuZfm3o4flJcx2S8z1ikrJMUOXPsLon-YpQH52SUMiz4ok/s1600/032.JPG" width="566" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>It looks so much like the Creations of one of my absolute Favorite Artists, Becky Edwards, that I instantly gravitated to it and at first I was sure it might be her Work and my Heart skipped a beat since if it is, it would have Cost 100% more Retail than I paid secondhand... but I can't be absolutely certain without sufficient provinance of the piece.  BTW: That happens to also be a Becky Edwards Bracelet Creation from my Collection of her Work {with the Bluebird China Center} directly behind the Notebook... her Style is so Prominent that I can usually spot it like I've got Becky Edwards Radar Wired into my Soul and Internal Databanks now!!!  *LOL*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCs8YbTgWEW6ztAYCyFTJiafGqmYUyFXMIod2Q-lxiseNRb7Jv7FT-ZkhFpNODTw2Hk_9A0DqX7u4mPpz9DL3GDO-QeYrK_aIL9enwyOuppOXnbB9lPolOoTacvS-TuP00Bc-a_1HYz5c/s1600/033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCs8YbTgWEW6ztAYCyFTJiafGqmYUyFXMIod2Q-lxiseNRb7Jv7FT-ZkhFpNODTw2Hk_9A0DqX7u4mPpz9DL3GDO-QeYrK_aIL9enwyOuppOXnbB9lPolOoTacvS-TuP00Bc-a_1HYz5c/s1600/033.JPG" width="606" /></a></div><div align="center"></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 the Odds are Good that it is her Creation since the Initials on the back are B.E. and that surely couldn't be mere coincidence???  Have you ever noticed that if you DO have a Favorite Artist you Connect to their Work in such a way that you can distinguish it almost anywhere?</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/AVvXsEgNZfVKt8_Npa1zCAsG2w9KtAOFcD8mB6JUhJg0vD-2abW0uNM6_iKHOwZ95JfJk1k6CoUHpYQU2PAU5LdiDKNxLgPRNvYaOKzRzyXE-AU6Xe5C9pjMuABFp1pjykX71OT9wOuYvI8uz4w/s1600/034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNZfVKt8_Npa1zCAsG2w9KtAOFcD8mB6JUhJg0vD-2abW0uNM6_iKHOwZ95JfJk1k6CoUHpYQU2PAU5LdiDKNxLgPRNvYaOKzRzyXE-AU6Xe5C9pjMuABFp1pjykX71OT9wOuYvI8uz4w/s1600/034.JPG" width="602" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>That's how I felt about the Notebook... and nobody had used even one page of it so it's in Mint Condition and I was Jazzed like you couldn't Believe to Score it so Randomly and Unexpectedly, and well within my meager Budget!!!</em></div><div align="center"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin2avzySwNtdyxXeTeY2qtu2o6PkjPUJkqTaw760rGPsx0c7AAZQMJw6kcIKOoKkPA29nm1Cf8hQXOi2g5cyPMxFC0eeNgaOlss2O22SxIPrjaWdH58f67Fd6anU-hNwpY5AvNBXMQzu4/s1600/036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="610" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin2avzySwNtdyxXeTeY2qtu2o6PkjPUJkqTaw760rGPsx0c7AAZQMJw6kcIKOoKkPA29nm1Cf8hQXOi2g5cyPMxFC0eeNgaOlss2O22SxIPrjaWdH58f67Fd6anU-hNwpY5AvNBXMQzu4/s1600/036.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 now that I've got my Zen On again perhaps I'll get out of the Creative Slump I've been in and make the Time to start the Creative Process, beginning with the Raw Cotton Grapevine Wreath Project which has languished for far too long already!?!  *Le Sigh*   Even Miss Priss seems to be inquiring as to when I'll get all those piles of Raw Cotton off of their Bistro Chairs so they can lounge on the Porch again... and oh, while you're at it, sweep and clean the place up too will ya, after that last big Windy Storm it's a Hot Mess around here!!!  *LOL... I cringe as I now notice all the debris that got blown under the chairs and around the planters on the Porch and is clearly visible in this Image... oh the Shame of it all!!!  Bwahahahaha!!!* </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/AVvXsEiKueotMEPFCDfZ1Cb2LXxfjSyQkp1q3G9m4NRevZev6sRQ9WBKdkPcpAetkhPxwOBzzxr8vFoeVv6QbEbP3VCYn4g1bhrZfk43hEN7UjDQoZgqEjfSvp6vBL0DCaRvltauDVUHfQ5mTlo/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKueotMEPFCDfZ1Cb2LXxfjSyQkp1q3G9m4NRevZev6sRQ9WBKdkPcpAetkhPxwOBzzxr8vFoeVv6QbEbP3VCYn4g1bhrZfk43hEN7UjDQoZgqEjfSvp6vBL0DCaRvltauDVUHfQ5mTlo/s1600/018.JPG" width="518" /></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>Okay, so I Confess that if I really Eyeball all the downloaded Images I can now pick out every minute detail of things I've missed, not cleaned, neglected, forgotten about, didn't see... etc... etc... etc... but then I'd NEVER Relax and Rest... so... in my best Soprano's Impersonation, "Forget about it..."   I'm taking this Moment to just be Still and Breathe, remember?  *Winks*</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyn0t2RhBmzNBXz-GbTk4XkHJ3JoI4nJiBIGDxi3j-zgSCiWugqA3Q6pCC8gQdEpLBWRvBRKJDUlZy1sPRimpqgdTKR76AWE1mDdwWPjlf3rEyFsIuu_4VkmKPPCQAkJkljh1vCLdVkFA/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="548" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyn0t2RhBmzNBXz-GbTk4XkHJ3JoI4nJiBIGDxi3j-zgSCiWugqA3Q6pCC8gQdEpLBWRvBRKJDUlZy1sPRimpqgdTKR76AWE1mDdwWPjlf3rEyFsIuu_4VkmKPPCQAkJkljh1vCLdVkFA/s1600/002.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And besides, I Consider it a form of Public Service of sorts... because after you've seen my domestic goddess shortcomings perhaps you won't feel so bad about YOUR Housekeeping?  Or Hoarding?  Or Guilty Indulgences and Insatiable Desire for Found Treasures?  *Winks*   You see, I'm always thinking of YOU my Friends.  *Smiles*</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/AVvXsEiXvQUpD0XhcI1tOXI1nGN36Cu7iw3L7x8ybz2IcKnDPeHKTh9D7ABtSACtI-UqC9AE10S-wbf2lcnVK68NAJpgMrtDJYjLfF1ErWE7wUrVc_n3Ib0XpBIb0tkc8Mj-rx1SOlGVrKGRfOg/s1600/040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXvQUpD0XhcI1tOXI1nGN36Cu7iw3L7x8ybz2IcKnDPeHKTh9D7ABtSACtI-UqC9AE10S-wbf2lcnVK68NAJpgMrtDJYjLfF1ErWE7wUrVc_n3Ib0XpBIb0tkc8Mj-rx1SOlGVrKGRfOg/s1600/040.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>"GRAMMA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"... Okay, so maybe that's a bit of an Exaggeration just to make you Feel better about your messy Homes, overgrown Gardens and the Retail Therapy you might have just Indulged in?  {Those of you who have the Perfect Homes and Pristine Gardens, never go Shopping or Junquing and have Superhuman Self Control are Exempt from that Statement.}  Or make me feel better about mine, who knows... but in part I'm sure it's True and not a Story?!  *Smiles*</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL6Sjr57aCFQ5esgtYihQYMLBMfyQ5xwTzXtCerVk4_O8RSUmjFvWTKfr6yvv1UeDqyvby1b-R_XXPk-yGXdstReRbYMmcnUcrKGcjC-kRsA6y2Ghiid2NTtNgelNU6W0Rp8dObgOXZmg/s1600/178.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL6Sjr57aCFQ5esgtYihQYMLBMfyQ5xwTzXtCerVk4_O8RSUmjFvWTKfr6yvv1UeDqyvby1b-R_XXPk-yGXdstReRbYMmcnUcrKGcjC-kRsA6y2Ghiid2NTtNgelNU6W0Rp8dObgOXZmg/s1600/178.JPG" width="540" /></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>Blessings, Beauty, Peace and Stillness from the Arizona Desert... 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Relax... And Take A Moment To Just Be Still And Breathe

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Raw And Refined ~ Sweet Salvage ~ Part IV

<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/AVvXsEgCsnCSYUc9BEWMmBPMKc7LRorTPnBg5hYT2fcXKoq8b1RepcYEZxSMVIdNLA-Pa4kAtLCjhRLmVrgfSrbfuWDijruJkcNN1uiNrQv99MDEAxteEm6A9wI-SENNn8KogMO-ulL43cNzqu4/s1600/105.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCsnCSYUc9BEWMmBPMKc7LRorTPnBg5hYT2fcXKoq8b1RepcYEZxSMVIdNLA-Pa4kAtLCjhRLmVrgfSrbfuWDijruJkcNN1uiNrQv99MDEAxteEm6A9wI-SENNn8KogMO-ulL43cNzqu4/s1600/105.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>You'll be Happy to know that I have numerous Posts worth of Beautiful Images that I will saturate the Land of Blog with for days on end for a while, just from my two days of Me Time at the Shops on 7th Avenue!  *Winks*   My Pathological Picture Taking was in hyperdrive, even tho' I've been really falling behind and ambivalent about so many other things lately.  *Smiles*  One of my Favorite Vignettes this Month at the 'Raw And Refined' Event at <a href="https://www.facebook.com/Sweet.Salvage"><strong><span style="color: #cc0000;">SWEET SALVAGE</span></strong></a> was this wonderful Space reminiscent of an Artist's Loft.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiQhrGwTEebdu2UYJkaZGprO59YLjE5ET6JxpLn40iwp3yeDnmFCZpXH99ESveaL9w2ynzvQ6kFHld4RAbEB9JzFMsx49l_XFGPRGXDC7m1NyjDOYOa4_HhqhgfqaIVc3aX7KcrQle2nY/s1600/104.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiQhrGwTEebdu2UYJkaZGprO59YLjE5ET6JxpLn40iwp3yeDnmFCZpXH99ESveaL9w2ynzvQ6kFHld4RAbEB9JzFMsx49l_XFGPRGXDC7m1NyjDOYOa4_HhqhgfqaIVc3aX7KcrQle2nY/s1600/104.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>I've always had a Love Affair with my particular Vision of the Quintessential Painter's Loft Space... and this Vignette captured that Vision and Essence Beautifully.  Loads of fresh Flowers in Zinc and Enamelware Vintage Containers, Bright Colors, Weathered Garden Art, Brushes and Easels filled with unframed Art being Created... oh my!!!</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/AVvXsEhif0GjE_pLl049EEQQbh2MsDe_JDMh39rVvCpLk3FblZYXbTBvdvP_jeMHquAdvkAQPgs7L8mU1uYrB1Iw1qzS1YWvKop-PtQrujPeDqyTigjrUNUgBVnUjwduQi8xIsv6Np2tv1gR27Y/s1600/108.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhif0GjE_pLl049EEQQbh2MsDe_JDMh39rVvCpLk3FblZYXbTBvdvP_jeMHquAdvkAQPgs7L8mU1uYrB1Iw1qzS1YWvKop-PtQrujPeDqyTigjrUNUgBVnUjwduQi8xIsv6Np2tv1gR27Y/s1600/108.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>Even though I do have the Privilege of having an Art Studio Cottage, it is not a Loft, nor does it have those rough exposed Old Brick walls, huge floor to ceiling windows to allow tons of Natural Sunlight to spill in, weathered Barnwood flooring, vaulted ceiling with Industrial Lighting illuminating every recessed corner, and huge French Doors opening up into a British Style Secret Garden that can blur the distinction from Inside and Out.  Okay, so yes, my Vision of the Quintessential Artist Loft and Studio Space is Grandoise and very Specific... but isn't that the Stuff Dreams are made of after all?</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>  </em></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_WsSYJBqIusZrd1RYHKCUPFgBfht5Qs58iwJGBhpv1VkHpdwhxPcCgQO05m_EhEDzcivn_ZrFILEmQ1G6h_-6rD9YkQKYzrYPA8UepC1kDwvjblNzAIm8jTklfQzl3bw0UQ7P5idRP7w/s1600/107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_WsSYJBqIusZrd1RYHKCUPFgBfht5Qs58iwJGBhpv1VkHpdwhxPcCgQO05m_EhEDzcivn_ZrFILEmQ1G6h_-6rD9YkQKYzrYPA8UepC1kDwvjblNzAIm8jTklfQzl3bw0UQ7P5idRP7w/s1600/107.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>I've seen Publications featuring those Perfect Artist Spaces that I drew my Vision from... embellishing it all with heady doses of Imagination.   And it's Fun to find any Vignette reminiscent of that Picture I've painted on the Canvas of my Imagination over the Years.  I don't know that I shall ever have that exact replication of an Art Studio in my Lifetime or not, but I do know what it should look like. *Smiles*</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/AVvXsEgfM6Dd97u9qvmX4Wj3uOmcHpX1kwlSqVnDfQYSn909MaGMwQ8VZ6ABo0_BllHbEuxhaXTkmSCMQlhZQtGcLzy5OQUC_Wg81LQeIckq9o7hBUfGHYqoNY3kRrKQImmb5R8Ub2UqoCNRIbI/s1600/1800456_3924440046896_892805651_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfM6Dd97u9qvmX4Wj3uOmcHpX1kwlSqVnDfQYSn909MaGMwQ8VZ6ABo0_BllHbEuxhaXTkmSCMQlhZQtGcLzy5OQUC_Wg81LQeIckq9o7hBUfGHYqoNY3kRrKQImmb5R8Ub2UqoCNRIbI/s1600/1800456_3924440046896_892805651_n.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>My Family has often Wondered why the exposed Old Brick Wall would be so Important an Element to me when clearly I would probably just hang an Antique Persian Rug upon it!?!  *LOL*  And they're right, I probably would... but I still Love exposed Old Brick Walls... and any Building I go into that has them, is a slice of Heaven on Earth to me!!!</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/AVvXsEjoBRAcgzXW9hYzQuehR52FHo4w0iepfJQZUmB4lsU4R5yiA6SK3LdjDy_F9z-oqQ9DkuMvPlhhPEQo6O19evN5VNcdG0HAO1RL1J5Rb0q9VyosmQR_RSQirLmMcE8AFja5n2IcXLf2140/s1600/100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoBRAcgzXW9hYzQuehR52FHo4w0iepfJQZUmB4lsU4R5yiA6SK3LdjDy_F9z-oqQ9DkuMvPlhhPEQo6O19evN5VNcdG0HAO1RL1J5Rb0q9VyosmQR_RSQirLmMcE8AFja5n2IcXLf2140/s1600/100.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>What Elements are representative of Heaven on Earth to you my Friends when you walk into a Space?   What Atmospheres make you absolutely Swoon?!?  Make you linger?  Make you want to replicate such a Space in your own World, with your own distinctive Spin on it of coarse?</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/AVvXsEgC1_BXJH_Ma58Nh9_ftQsg0kULRdlTKDwlwmRpDBBgnbqKG4RAUsOLTqOURQFlhdm2kVopWLvQafSWPbwE2gPwR9KYtxuWTFCm9Mb4kWgK54jfY-qWcwJO0SUrvJiXc9aHIm4Jds206Xk/s1600/101.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC1_BXJH_Ma58Nh9_ftQsg0kULRdlTKDwlwmRpDBBgnbqKG4RAUsOLTqOURQFlhdm2kVopWLvQafSWPbwE2gPwR9KYtxuWTFCm9Mb4kWgK54jfY-qWcwJO0SUrvJiXc9aHIm4Jds206Xk/s1600/101.JPG" width="532" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Or... have you ever walked into a Space or seen one in Publication that you could just move right on into without changing a single thing?   Because it was just that Perfect and so very YOU even though someone else happened to Style it!?!</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/AVvXsEiY6YfI1KTzK4w-mhkDAYmspWXaAHn4HjGsqIP9N98PpYBsseotY5i9lz6iOFSgD7PLj4jYEGpwiOBVzOXPpTyySMzgC-oEAQP70QtODywEC_F-hMdzkaGOm4tP9Ldsneuuk00zUtGJMoA/s1600/1901937_3924456207300_883545648_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY6YfI1KTzK4w-mhkDAYmspWXaAHn4HjGsqIP9N98PpYBsseotY5i9lz6iOFSgD7PLj4jYEGpwiOBVzOXPpTyySMzgC-oEAQP70QtODywEC_F-hMdzkaGOm4tP9Ldsneuuk00zUtGJMoA/s1600/1901937_3924456207300_883545648_n.jpg" width="568" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Whenever you are not the only one inhabiting a Space of coarse there must be some compromises to accommodate everyone else out of Respect and Consideration... but if you could be totally Selfish... what would THAT Space look like?  Feel like?  Smell like?  Embody?  What would be the very Essence of YOU in a Space if there were no boundaries and no limits to what could be procured to get it just right? </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/AVvXsEiqmuIxOmNdIQPnbn_3de9q80etjO9QfqO5k7stQ_n0gmPkcoFSKGd414rgM9gkwsqSayOwehghpL97uDWVW7diE4jm79K0moqJXpMlH2XgojmlNeUm2xrCf2hFbNnRgcQKuhfXnc0uMlM/s1600/103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="574" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqmuIxOmNdIQPnbn_3de9q80etjO9QfqO5k7stQ_n0gmPkcoFSKGd414rgM9gkwsqSayOwehghpL97uDWVW7diE4jm79K0moqJXpMlH2XgojmlNeUm2xrCf2hFbNnRgcQKuhfXnc0uMlM/s1600/103.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>What little Details would be Important to you?  Even if nobody else cared or noticed?  If you had a Secret Private Space to retreat to, would it look very much like the Space you would Welcome Guests and Family into... or would it be over-the-top unbashedly the Stuff of Dreams even if not of Form and Function?  *Winks*   I have to Confess mine would look something like what one would find if they were to fall down the Rabbit Hole and into Alice In Wonderland's World... an Alice who was the Offspring of Morticia Addams had Gomez been Gypsy Royalty or the Twin Brother of Jimi Hendrix perhaps.  *Smiles*</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/AVvXsEihUHV_P30Pxy7mAfRCg13psmNaBIUJZd-mhI6GLPRm46aNaBDhGk4ztB9EZ3GiSREvxJKtA6qpElgdr_Agq_1OiQ10KQzqEhMiFg4iUVTukuz-XSO2NnIaGJbFB85qcqbhz3J15siNsA0/s1600/068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihUHV_P30Pxy7mAfRCg13psmNaBIUJZd-mhI6GLPRm46aNaBDhGk4ztB9EZ3GiSREvxJKtA6qpElgdr_Agq_1OiQ10KQzqEhMiFg4iUVTukuz-XSO2NnIaGJbFB85qcqbhz3J15siNsA0/s1600/068.JPG" width="608" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Sure, I can Admire Traditionally Styled Spaces of any Genre too... but I would be most comfortable in Spaces that were Enchanting and Surreal, Spaces that looked like a Dreamscape come to Life.  Spaces where if a Unicorn were to trot by the window you wouldn't be at all surprised and it wouldn't look out of place or the least bit Unusual.  *Winks*</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/AVvXsEiyLaMBgDeenf7nYHRhPZAt6ahPd2NUgJmSDCDX9G9fxPdIVhYXcwcOevHourPe7t1u6uk5xwpQOy-ns6ubw_Ak-aAzZo2v7OrmzK178cc6UY4GVu0vqACBT7U1Gk8yNbOU3JxNpCLNDR4/s1600/110.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyLaMBgDeenf7nYHRhPZAt6ahPd2NUgJmSDCDX9G9fxPdIVhYXcwcOevHourPe7t1u6uk5xwpQOy-ns6ubw_Ak-aAzZo2v7OrmzK178cc6UY4GVu0vqACBT7U1Gk8yNbOU3JxNpCLNDR4/s1600/110.JPG" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>At times I haven't pulled back the reigns when I'm Styling my Personal Spaces and its raised some eyebrows to be sure.  *Winks*   And even when I feel I've Restrained myself, it's usually still quite Quirky to most folks since the Weird and the Wonderful have to co-exist with me for it to Feel like Home Sweet Home!</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEUn0eA9RNNdqna8DS1r5EOsvZ-zBaOxQE64ZFEnoCsvCW45IuIBLdrqk1r8fQpjf1ZOb0G8rRltVefBnsL1L97ZiF7NhYI-KBlCETfbYih9I6hkb7Jop_ypjF39JvwjGWseKY-wC_e3g/s1600/113.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEUn0eA9RNNdqna8DS1r5EOsvZ-zBaOxQE64ZFEnoCsvCW45IuIBLdrqk1r8fQpjf1ZOb0G8rRltVefBnsL1L97ZiF7NhYI-KBlCETfbYih9I6hkb7Jop_ypjF39JvwjGWseKY-wC_e3g/s1600/113.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Yes, I do have some Raw and Natural Elements... and some Refinement too... but mostly and generally the more Unusual the better in my book... or in my Rooms.  *Smiles*   But I also Confess that if I owned several properties I'd probably Style each one completely different.  Depending on the location of each property there would probably be distinctively different Elements comprising the Atmosphere of it.   One on the Beach would quite obviously have that Beach Cottage Style... unless it was in Bora Bora... and then it might be more distinctively Polynesian Style. </em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9Igm3RtLDXGH6H9Cb6d2zZuYDjxuxsp4BILbiMKaonfSpOKMFUS_n_MCbIZ6muxtZ94FsQ113EuRDCdrqvFNFzOGhabZOfMLsuUql77ycvDy_s5DVV5q9IIYHzVnFHKBu_kdmkkVZs9A/s1600/085.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9Igm3RtLDXGH6H9Cb6d2zZuYDjxuxsp4BILbiMKaonfSpOKMFUS_n_MCbIZ6muxtZ94FsQ113EuRDCdrqvFNFzOGhabZOfMLsuUql77ycvDy_s5DVV5q9IIYHzVnFHKBu_kdmkkVZs9A/s1600/085.JPG" width="508" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>A Cabin in the Woods would probably have loads of Nature blurring the distinction between being inside and being outside... and I don't know why, but a Rustic Retreat would definitely have more Hippie Elements thrown in were I to be Styling it... Commune Style I like to call it, getting back to the basics.</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/AVvXsEixgyr0BFLB4SKCspe-14-_SlyG30egSyn0k40XOcSPriytA5lmLwY_aGqUyeKjpFR83CYjGbtQrBIG_Zlmlm_tfUp8d84CYGMm3nYP6cCiF5LohD0Anom5TfW43ihkAhD3TSjhHpITkuc/s1600/086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixgyr0BFLB4SKCspe-14-_SlyG30egSyn0k40XOcSPriytA5lmLwY_aGqUyeKjpFR83CYjGbtQrBIG_Zlmlm_tfUp8d84CYGMm3nYP6cCiF5LohD0Anom5TfW43ihkAhD3TSjhHpITkuc/s1600/086.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>A Penthouse in the City... why definitely Art Nouveau would dominate that Space... or maybe a splash of Hollywood Regency Styling... where a Gabor Sister would feel quite comfortable coming for Tea.</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/AVvXsEiN6tCmYBMesA33n94OgnJLwDWj65zCXKv03FEvpyNjCnWfbTt_NhUpSl4yrYjpymCvpzh4_kmWVSdkmJwvLEB8RNUkjxwix5atSVQ3oaA6vtn1Ib9_xGln4ZnGYk4Y7_-ny1qc76WumYs/s1600/088.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN6tCmYBMesA33n94OgnJLwDWj65zCXKv03FEvpyNjCnWfbTt_NhUpSl4yrYjpymCvpzh4_kmWVSdkmJwvLEB8RNUkjxwix5atSVQ3oaA6vtn1Ib9_xGln4ZnGYk4Y7_-ny1qc76WumYs/s1600/088.JPG" width="552" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>I realize that I personally have many facets to my Styling Preferences and it would be Dreamy to get to Style many different spaces just to see what it all would look like when each came together?</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/AVvXsEjwmHQJGDp6B-863lNrjLh-gYsLttumlo-HJ2EOTUK7HvWUMdQHm96RyWs5Khx48RDiFxZcclIe7MR24q6lXT2rKUzBK96y_A4GgXhqGiW_Gjfm6K5RDMR6cCBiwmM0_0yfTkIt9o52amY/s1600/069.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwmHQJGDp6B-863lNrjLh-gYsLttumlo-HJ2EOTUK7HvWUMdQHm96RyWs5Khx48RDiFxZcclIe7MR24q6lXT2rKUzBK96y_A4GgXhqGiW_Gjfm6K5RDMR6cCBiwmM0_0yfTkIt9o52amY/s1600/069.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And perhaps that is why I Enjoy these Events so much... especially the Occassional Sales where everything starts as a Blank Canvas every Month and then a New Theme comes together and Transforms each Stylist's Space into something directly from the Canvas of their Imaginations and incorporating what they have so carefully Sourced as Inventory to bring it all to Life for our Enjoyment and Shopping Pleasure!</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/AVvXsEiMPFIxPK-67YoPWbU32C0MbsigTrhyjVOooD2XAnkv1_mCBCQkFLjW4agjMCqudQeVekjJBb8OX-Elo04szwbM8P-Ee7MzeLL0Bw5UacsMAB1sRJc7yQKsAm3Nqr9g9TvDEM4WbYK2akY/s1600/102.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="538" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMPFIxPK-67YoPWbU32C0MbsigTrhyjVOooD2XAnkv1_mCBCQkFLjW4agjMCqudQeVekjJBb8OX-Elo04szwbM8P-Ee7MzeLL0Bw5UacsMAB1sRJc7yQKsAm3Nqr9g9TvDEM4WbYK2akY/s1600/102.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>The only thing I Enjoy more than seeing the Great Inventory other people Source... is the Thrill of the Hunt myself!   Turn me loose in a Junkyard and I've been Transported to Seventh Heaven, wading thru the Junk to find Rusty Gold.   Or visiting Op Shops and Tag Sales to see what other people's discarded Treasures can be Re-Found and Rescued!!!   Even combing the Beach, the Desert, Abandoned Spaces and Places is a total Rush to me!</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/AVvXsEidKH_BrPvN0NSXZLoIPQfv047LUJ4Cgr73xOh5V5v34TYr6HaRKshuw9ltpvUoybJyziFsZtOYTWgwFz1wZ44wfl5dq8c0wwKXznExChdnHxlAjzLQEkkMc7uLoQDxvj3dNLABaVmPf9Y/s1600/126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidKH_BrPvN0NSXZLoIPQfv047LUJ4Cgr73xOh5V5v34TYr6HaRKshuw9ltpvUoybJyziFsZtOYTWgwFz1wZ44wfl5dq8c0wwKXznExChdnHxlAjzLQEkkMc7uLoQDxvj3dNLABaVmPf9Y/s1600/126.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And I Hope that at least for Today, during your Visit, you too were Transported to some Magical Place or Space on the Canvas of your own Imagination via the Images Shared?   There will be loads more, I Promise, because I have chosen to lose and loose myself into Photography to Soothe and Feed my Soul lately.   And then try to find the Words later that will come with each Post... be it Fluff, Imaginings or Personal Revelations Shared with Blog Friends. </em></div><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIH-ZrkQT0SAEQ91VXcFqxX71kfHfTp8wQ_KGNYTm2dRkKv1G6bUYcf140Pxwzpa_2fAMWrVePqKPTueebhc4eGBlU-Ld1BNEhiZz_w3LTu7d2fvOnzA7tiQD_l42oJLTs0VvD_Znb4ZY/s1600/114.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIH-ZrkQT0SAEQ91VXcFqxX71kfHfTp8wQ_KGNYTm2dRkKv1G6bUYcf140Pxwzpa_2fAMWrVePqKPTueebhc4eGBlU-Ld1BNEhiZz_w3LTu7d2fvOnzA7tiQD_l42oJLTs0VvD_Znb4ZY/s1600/114.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>I do so Enjoy your Visits, your Camaraderie and your Friendship here in the Land of Blog... even on days when my Crown is a little wonky and I'm not having such a Great Day... maybe even moreso on THOSE days actually!!!  *Winks*</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/AVvXsEhJGmBvHN6XTnmAvzpR2-3gFfQTs9kQgkBeIARx7_md6mnd-3L0RxksgzoT-w_pNumMd8VKg3ImpipGZKA7PKttGhh8KL8O50Gnq9GoRRWBLBQk32hOJWr9Fnpia3dtSQn3mp6zLhGhnqY/s1600/116.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="556" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJGmBvHN6XTnmAvzpR2-3gFfQTs9kQgkBeIARx7_md6mnd-3L0RxksgzoT-w_pNumMd8VKg3ImpipGZKA7PKttGhh8KL8O50Gnq9GoRRWBLBQk32hOJWr9Fnpia3dtSQn3mp6zLhGhnqY/s1600/116.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Be sure to come back for MORE, because we've just scratched the surface... Blessings from the Arizona Desert... Dawn... The Bohemian</em></div></div>

Raw And Refined ~ Sweet Salvage ~ Part IV

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5:33 PM

Waiting On Spring

<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/AVvXsEju4cJK2M4nIiQqNPUMN2RbQ8uueEt7JzUmGiyfJqFc9bYOtoHIBjGKVZ37VwejSAYnRZvOoql5AndcwVIoueJ23W8pYOEuBguKy2u3mqCDRxw8cFIin0hWuXzXGxp7nTMsrq_M9c5rGzQ/s1600/214.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="612" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju4cJK2M4nIiQqNPUMN2RbQ8uueEt7JzUmGiyfJqFc9bYOtoHIBjGKVZ37VwejSAYnRZvOoql5AndcwVIoueJ23W8pYOEuBguKy2u3mqCDRxw8cFIin0hWuXzXGxp7nTMsrq_M9c5rGzQ/s1600/214.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>It's always mildest in the Fall and Winter here in the Desert, but there's just something about Spring that I always look forward to.  It signifies Re-birth to so many things that have remained dormant and will Spring to Life again when the rains come and things warm up, especially the Desert Wildflowers and Cactus Flowers.  It will be the time of year that most Wild Creatures will have their Adorable Offspring in tow.  I just Love the Baby Quail running in line behind their equally Adorable Parents. </em></div><div align="center"><em>It will be time to spend more time in the Garden... and to visit the Desert Botanical Gardens even more often... Chuhuly has another Exhibit there and I Adore his Magnificent Work.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPWJJVr0vYF_VnmInOE_TUXgJRYFfNPjQmGPgnn_txabgoNGP_w63-SXGZmHe6vFuyA_16mmO7Z54dfxV0WV-zfKBC2LjAGkRYnDMrxfG_3rLrAuqWlvOdWv8WO9WD9Fl-yUEKJjBpAoc/s1600/666.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPWJJVr0vYF_VnmInOE_TUXgJRYFfNPjQmGPgnn_txabgoNGP_w63-SXGZmHe6vFuyA_16mmO7Z54dfxV0WV-zfKBC2LjAGkRYnDMrxfG_3rLrAuqWlvOdWv8WO9WD9Fl-yUEKJjBpAoc/s1600/666.JPG" width="409" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>I fondly recall all the times Mom and I went to the Gardens together and how the Butterflies always landed upon her... Mom has always had a way with Wildlife, they have never feared her and something about her always drew them to her as if they were Tame... folks always Marveled at that 'Gift' she had with Wild Things.</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/AVvXsEiOMLbIgNa1tk3lXl37ZIjixqaDa9ltOxHatvp1GpMyVrQwXySqygYEJynUu505pkSBvelnPGrIN-r6lHKSou-pCMrWzWMj4BEg62JxmdGyDsL6H1GL2G6yd7gXRsTsBQYb1aV0ZoElDDY/s1600/669.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="508" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOMLbIgNa1tk3lXl37ZIjixqaDa9ltOxHatvp1GpMyVrQwXySqygYEJynUu505pkSBvelnPGrIN-r6lHKSou-pCMrWzWMj4BEg62JxmdGyDsL6H1GL2G6yd7gXRsTsBQYb1aV0ZoElDDY/s1600/669.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>But most especially when I see Butterflies I think of Mom... they are one of our Favorites of the Insect Kingdom... and in Spring the Butterflies are everywhere with their Ethereal Beauty and Fragility, yet thriving in even a harsh environment!!!</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/AVvXsEho5uCjNLIP20XA8dSkNmg0FJkJH40JB2_7fdqKR2Cqk6yNPP0zryanmUEEs7t-kEAsG-AGzhe7Lmh-UTRbQXHoEMUPndTaRRWLtZD62JeTIQpB5UjQeTsyKyIEm6xD8GNgPlHNl_EhWes/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/AVvXsEho5uCjNLIP20XA8dSkNmg0FJkJH40JB2_7fdqKR2Cqk6yNPP0zryanmUEEs7t-kEAsG-AGzhe7Lmh-UTRbQXHoEMUPndTaRRWLtZD62JeTIQpB5UjQeTsyKyIEm6xD8GNgPlHNl_EhWes/s1600/190.JPG" width="618" /></a></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>I gleened my Raw Cotton from the edges of the Harvested Fields around our Home and found some Grapevine Wreaths at the Thrift Store... so I'll be Creating my Spring Wreaths for the Doors at Home this week... while waiting on Spring there's still so much to be done for New Beginnings to the Fresh New Year...</em></div><div align="center"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipTH854IENNbRx-qo_Bj2uHyqeRLgGf98mMPc8RYpW9we83bjzCmZd695x5viw_k98pmzsD2wZ5RQ0Tk6UBywud-agumzlW77M7KZ6oCpWQ1Vkf3ZIK0bJjFiUqSi1lvMdHtqe77ApBRE/s1600/046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipTH854IENNbRx-qo_Bj2uHyqeRLgGf98mMPc8RYpW9we83bjzCmZd695x5viw_k98pmzsD2wZ5RQ0Tk6UBywud-agumzlW77M7KZ6oCpWQ1Vkf3ZIK0bJjFiUqSi1lvMdHtqe77ApBRE/s1600/046.JPG" width="543" /></a></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>Blessings from the Arizona Desert... Dawn... The Bohemian</em></div><div align="center"> </div></div>

Waiting On Spring

It's always mildest in the Fall and Winter here in the Desert, but there's just something about Spring that I always look forward to...

4:35 PM

We Interrupt My Adventures For This Blog Post...

<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/AVvXsEj7FjYCUmlcbS_pTxv2APvCIeWfvyGEcYVkbS4iMU9z3NvrOFTFxkexVjEQ7EUlZiLIyvmkEiRqHeTAkgeUbq6zDypeXU_timsvKUZUAa1pASXB0bdUc9z0QpfVHYdLqlinD7fcpM9oWJc/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7FjYCUmlcbS_pTxv2APvCIeWfvyGEcYVkbS4iMU9z3NvrOFTFxkexVjEQ7EUlZiLIyvmkEiRqHeTAkgeUbq6zDypeXU_timsvKUZUAa1pASXB0bdUc9z0QpfVHYdLqlinD7fcpM9oWJc/s640/002.JPG" width="632" /></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>One of the biggest reasons I began Blogging was for the Purpose of Writing a Journal and Journey of sorts... sometimes just about how I Feel and not just what I Do or all the Pretty Treasures that catch my Eye and sometimes end up in Bohemian Valhalla.</em></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;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8pviDIMlv01BvdHPnCV72fmBnM2vfP6bJ3fMekEtYWSc-JXI_1pMxa5Rnv39Czx94-kFprk-4LPZ1IvFIc3cxXXCdw1EVYD6heGsuvvA-9dJukGMG6Wia2Q1G6gQREg8D-ksEeLAv33Q/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8pviDIMlv01BvdHPnCV72fmBnM2vfP6bJ3fMekEtYWSc-JXI_1pMxa5Rnv39Czx94-kFprk-4LPZ1IvFIc3cxXXCdw1EVYD6heGsuvvA-9dJukGMG6Wia2Q1G6gQREg8D-ksEeLAv33Q/s640/006.JPG" width="502" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><br /><div align="center"><em>This mostly and generally happens when I've had a whirlwind of Exciting and Fun times of Attending and Photographing a flurry of Events... and then just seem to lag at Posting about any of it, no matter how Awesome it all was and how much I've got to Show you and tell you about it, wanting to Share on the one hand, but not always Feeling like doing the Post on the other hand.  The DOING of it all was a Rush... the Posting about it all... not so much... at least not all of the time. </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/AVvXsEj55TjuLwOxMk_cwwL3As4CXRADB5gPz5ZSUdDLkX6AprZov0w7I_6YTl7yuPPMW-zJsoNGDO6jrHqWXS8OxnfHiZMl2F67BeIzwCt_JttdnIQqaxy_ZwsqiI7VspQLia9_oLUvqZ41Ysc/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="524" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj55TjuLwOxMk_cwwL3As4CXRADB5gPz5ZSUdDLkX6AprZov0w7I_6YTl7yuPPMW-zJsoNGDO6jrHqWXS8OxnfHiZMl2F67BeIzwCt_JttdnIQqaxy_ZwsqiI7VspQLia9_oLUvqZ41Ysc/s640/001.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>Now I don't know if other Bloggers struggle with this or not?  I often just get Lazy about it all and fall further and further behind so that oftentimes I find myself doing a Post about something that actually happened ages ago and I'm just now getting around to wanting to... or remembering to Blog about it!  And Springtime and Holidays are the worst because there's so much going on simultaneously and I just don't find myself in front of the Computer as much... or even wanting to be at 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/AVvXsEh77ghi6xRgaRbFn6ZSJa9JaKnRevrokoqI8W9U5VMOUMryuwuedUFZE3ZrCexAkAkaggHpHg3rdKJup3ZO19dxWdFsQW4F2XRC16zlFXOmDBCpV1tUpSqFDhbSUXaqisuXvnjaqY4SlA4/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh77ghi6xRgaRbFn6ZSJa9JaKnRevrokoqI8W9U5VMOUMryuwuedUFZE3ZrCexAkAkaggHpHg3rdKJup3ZO19dxWdFsQW4F2XRC16zlFXOmDBCpV1tUpSqFDhbSUXaqisuXvnjaqY4SlA4/s640/003.JPG" width="514" /></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 when it was just my little Journal and Journey that I didn't think anyone would find, let alone read or follow and support, that was Okay.  It didn't bother me how stale the entries Content was because I'd just do it whenever I felt like it... or not.  Because if it was only relevant to me then it didn't matter when I was presenting any of it.</em></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;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO40b0mYq8DiMS3O5OhmdlnYvY5q1XW-76jXcsIPqePdb4W4ayczAsV_9bR11Stvjv7D08CaoT_KclEr-IMYVQKREslY37ADBtjYtCeCAUkCnfxwC8hoPrveR5oeU9jUHvr7wo9WCFP_E/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO40b0mYq8DiMS3O5OhmdlnYvY5q1XW-76jXcsIPqePdb4W4ayczAsV_9bR11Stvjv7D08CaoT_KclEr-IMYVQKREslY37ADBtjYtCeCAUkCnfxwC8hoPrveR5oeU9jUHvr7wo9WCFP_E/s640/007.JPG" width="566" /></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 do at least attempt to keep Posts Current... but as I said... Time slips away from me and if there has been a lot of Activity... then I'm playing catch-up here in the Land of Blog to Share everything I want to Share, but often don't have the Time or inclination to get around to Sharing... and then I Feel kinda bad about it.  Or wonder if I should even bother to Post about something that happened a while ago and I'm just now getting around to Sharing?!?</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/AVvXsEgISeZOSXwZxJwIBEu3XG4_BedP4koeiKKQ7qwYBzNgMTfb6kPelirWfMLrnjk_jWxnXTDFietfOANCQVALo9JJvOt5SXSML1a4Ie_eZ2oxCSvxNND90r1_nPaBeMQNeTwdjYxwLTWS31Q/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="542" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgISeZOSXwZxJwIBEu3XG4_BedP4koeiKKQ7qwYBzNgMTfb6kPelirWfMLrnjk_jWxnXTDFietfOANCQVALo9JJvOt5SXSML1a4Ie_eZ2oxCSvxNND90r1_nPaBeMQNeTwdjYxwLTWS31Q/s640/008.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 most especially if Dear Friends have so Graciously allowed me to Cover whatever it was they worked so hard to bring to Life... and extended Invitations to... then it has sat in my Photo Archives... and the Posts have languished and not manifested into the Posts I Intended to do in a timely manner... and sometimes failed to.   What if there were several Events... what chronological Order should they be Posted in?  </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/AVvXsEhJ_qmRSU34n3US2Qep0DOtDWBXTWCkBPB_dYjwQm075B-GdE0s1UDs2nakQotIerhLpGsixIIEL3qLj96c9SX4HtCbq4oFtHwQKEm8kV7hx6mT8js_YiJDTSwyvuX2-TCsu2N7N0D7Smo/s1600/580065_2950481418539_2076280659_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="608" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ_qmRSU34n3US2Qep0DOtDWBXTWCkBPB_dYjwQm075B-GdE0s1UDs2nakQotIerhLpGsixIIEL3qLj96c9SX4HtCbq4oFtHwQKEm8kV7hx6mT8js_YiJDTSwyvuX2-TCsu2N7N0D7Smo/s640/580065_2950481418539_2076280659_n.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>After all, sometimes an Event or Good Time can't be squeezed into a single Post... especially by someone like me whose a lousy Editor and cannot narrow it down to a few Words and a couple of the Images.  *LOL*  And so that can turn into days or weeks worth of potential Great Posts and I end up having Post Overload.  Kinda like when you're Creating Art and have all these Great Ideas and just not enough Time to bring them all to Life!  And this really is yet another Artistic Outlet really... or at least that's how I've Enjoyed it.</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/AVvXsEhFn6bgYGKuR4HVc4GOX9-Q9enaHLGF1HR7Ly3AMmC4yqHZkFNkxBL_7TY8c-wSZXY1xA-Mqr7rtzUxt2y4tfrh4Yyxd61T5H9m7S5ov2sdsEEv9ZF0EvgWy9H8IapVGfVRiyFshHzxvBA/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFn6bgYGKuR4HVc4GOX9-Q9enaHLGF1HR7Ly3AMmC4yqHZkFNkxBL_7TY8c-wSZXY1xA-Mqr7rtzUxt2y4tfrh4Yyxd61T5H9m7S5ov2sdsEEv9ZF0EvgWy9H8IapVGfVRiyFshHzxvBA/s640/009.JPG" width="538" /></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 has caused some Introverted Inspection to be sure... I have come to realize that I could never be a Journalist or Magazine Editor with a Deadline for such things!  *LOL*  You'd be getting the Spring Issue in Winter and Breaking News would be Released perhaps a week or so later... <u>perhaps</u>!?  *Winks*   Sure... I would have Gleefully Covered it all in the Moment... because I am a "Living in the Moment" Type of Gal.  But then when that Moment is over... well, I'm very likely 'On to the Next...' as my ADHD kicks into high gear and I'm busy doing everything and nothing all at once!  *Smiles*  So I've Covered things that I haven't actually Written about or Revealed yet and rushed right along on my Merry way to Cover something else now.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </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/AVvXsEimcmAzhdIkZEv6dCpdt00BTtl5eEzcugeFW2SzhgjiBKAR8D_HziFiZvnMoUUJ5k4tSBryzEO0Gp5qVtBqD_zv2L1cuk6fGhw1WfMLQVE0iTT4YVE6LwEM8t35f3-3Fp6a6gdjzJDl554/s1600/317.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="530" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimcmAzhdIkZEv6dCpdt00BTtl5eEzcugeFW2SzhgjiBKAR8D_HziFiZvnMoUUJ5k4tSBryzEO0Gp5qVtBqD_zv2L1cuk6fGhw1WfMLQVE0iTT4YVE6LwEM8t35f3-3Fp6a6gdjzJDl554/s640/317.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And then I Remember... Oh yeah, I WAS gonna tell you about THAT... or show you THIS... and yet... I'm such a Spontaneous Blogger, that I tend to want to Post about whatever is on my Mind and Heart RIGHT NOW.   And if THAT or THIS was not RIGHT NOW... well, it might have gotten pushed aside and buried in the Photo Archives until I finally Recall that I never Posted about any of it... something else became a Priority either in Real Life or when I'm sitting here ready to Create a Post and felt an Urgency to make the Topic something else in that Moment of Time.</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/AVvXsEjXs55VyagdGf8_EhInZJDurSI7TVRzOB_78_pdU7noIP7O45QvTx_CfpScHD2fsl-g9K6S6XMSgv6B7HqtZl6hxob95qPSJtQMd5HEwJExTo9iroEK_osoyrvqno7sUucoT9eFFtgbwQA/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXs55VyagdGf8_EhInZJDurSI7TVRzOB_78_pdU7noIP7O45QvTx_CfpScHD2fsl-g9K6S6XMSgv6B7HqtZl6hxob95qPSJtQMd5HEwJExTo9iroEK_osoyrvqno7sUucoT9eFFtgbwQA/s640/016.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>Most of Today's Images for Example are an Assortment of some Recent 'Scores' and Lovely Gifts from Friends that I wanted to Share... and yep... never got around to it 'til just now.   Even though I was Delighted to have 'Scored' some Lovely Tintype Antique Photos.  And Thank You Stephanie for the Lovely Surprise of the Spring Floral Display Gift.</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/AVvXsEh2DMtLitOzAsDglt7DbaMgYonlzHYXkvu46DSGm7WebINayhOS9eXT3I8ldykd6buixbkiWbC_7o3vbRwJjqDvAh_DCGbmtLgTF9TMRGepmcjjvdeyQ6QFyBTixIpWhjkSpgQ8PKqVHQ8/s1600/151.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2DMtLitOzAsDglt7DbaMgYonlzHYXkvu46DSGm7WebINayhOS9eXT3I8ldykd6buixbkiWbC_7o3vbRwJjqDvAh_DCGbmtLgTF9TMRGepmcjjvdeyQ6QFyBTixIpWhjkSpgQ8PKqVHQ8/s640/151.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>  And the 'Feelings' Posts always tend to be very 'In The Moment' where I want to just Journal what's on my Mind or Heart... and know that they won't even end up in a Post unless I do so immediately.   Because unlike an Event I might have Attended and Covered or something I bought or received... the Random Heartfelt Posts aren't something that will sit Archived and be prompted by Images necessarily.  And often I just want to Photograph Random Images that Appeal to me in the Moment and insert them in the Random Blog Post.  *Smiles*</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/AVvXsEgBeWYMPvTb2GiphL1fefQPNsSeTar3BnOVzsACNwqdk2eGCR_pb9ybM29J5FbTeORw_pOfmAPi9BZUod0WNvf4z_xSsFC2lN9Yl6YetZOg1ACxDlXMxnLWFG9CRdtFljwzYZwyhEkD_aQ/s1600/462.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBeWYMPvTb2GiphL1fefQPNsSeTar3BnOVzsACNwqdk2eGCR_pb9ybM29J5FbTeORw_pOfmAPi9BZUod0WNvf4z_xSsFC2lN9Yl6YetZOg1ACxDlXMxnLWFG9CRdtFljwzYZwyhEkD_aQ/s640/462.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 my Journals and Journeys have always gone off the beaten Path and had unexpected twists and turns because they aren't usually Planned out, my Art tends to immitate my Life you see.   I prefer to Live Spontaneously and in the Moment, it's how I function best and get the most out of what I'm DOING.  </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/AVvXsEhaEkYC4ozDAVH1oanmP6QrqXVfrRU4uKR8KsYEsxLbVq4OA_CNWx_je2eVHdijD1kePP_kv45LNFbmxuJIQlvQ9cXl-YzHYneGOb4axfRBtY50z6sLgwHUvf9aVG2S47kdO962U9MTmL8/s1600/027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaEkYC4ozDAVH1oanmP6QrqXVfrRU4uKR8KsYEsxLbVq4OA_CNWx_je2eVHdijD1kePP_kv45LNFbmxuJIQlvQ9cXl-YzHYneGOb4axfRBtY50z6sLgwHUvf9aVG2S47kdO962U9MTmL8/s640/027.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>If I'm too focused on what happened Yesterday or thinking about and Planning what is yet to happen in the Future, I can't fully Enjoy and Appreciate NOW.    And though Memories and Reminiscing Fondly is Great and I look forward to what the Future holds and some things are worth Planning and setting Goals for, NOW is what matters most to me and I want to be totally Present in the Here and Now... rather than distracted by the Past, which cannot be changed... or what the Future might hold because it is Promised to no-one. </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/AVvXsEikjMXoLkmJUBPds_X4U5nz5b8JRzuGBXlcyIhMG-ugF4KKs1eotyLS2OkI1q8WKOwm9DGPfZQD5T1fpWsaBSmPy8aXE9seOklzrM6XpVAdWeGyjraT274ALKyQ9Urh7MU1XdDvG8I69LI/s1600/092.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikjMXoLkmJUBPds_X4U5nz5b8JRzuGBXlcyIhMG-ugF4KKs1eotyLS2OkI1q8WKOwm9DGPfZQD5T1fpWsaBSmPy8aXE9seOklzrM6XpVAdWeGyjraT274ALKyQ9Urh7MU1XdDvG8I69LI/s640/092.JPG" width="596" /></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> In fact, when it comes to Blogging, I never know what I'm going to do a Post on actually until I sit down and let it happen.   And I've got to WANT to sit down and let it happen... or I'd have total Blogging Block and not Enjoy it as much as I do.  I don't like to think about what I'm doing... I like to just let it flow Naturally and Effortlessly... and that is precisely why Organizing Planned Posts into sequential Events and Activities is not a strength of mine and would seem too contrived anyway.</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/AVvXsEgEKsY2uhaFT2O6wlobwC3uIX85RiAs67pbpWx2UnCsTvKHn0-JKy34xKoJGySOOJtlEqhokUEsg3zMGNRYG3AgwwOKJ5m2kw99WqC693kCGgfsmbnRR3MzerrFTxOJZh35LoEGdnu8CaI/s1600/090.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEKsY2uhaFT2O6wlobwC3uIX85RiAs67pbpWx2UnCsTvKHn0-JKy34xKoJGySOOJtlEqhokUEsg3zMGNRYG3AgwwOKJ5m2kw99WqC693kCGgfsmbnRR3MzerrFTxOJZh35LoEGdnu8CaI/s640/090.JPG" width="506" /></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 often I just need a Break from Blogging about what I've been Doing... and just insert the Random Post to Journal how I'm Feeling and what I just want to Talk about... like in Real Conversation... with those I've become Relational 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/AVvXsEir8qArRV7LfZC0EYILmslD3OsyuJQdayWbD4uhVYlOmY2ubYv3kjFF5XAUc5r7LOybvD-r6mxYqf2pbCiy-xhLV4XtxyFrdLu-xhG_hmkHFYaKWUFld-Pyz4OzAn5xUYiLQ4viA_CbOfA/s1600/040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir8qArRV7LfZC0EYILmslD3OsyuJQdayWbD4uhVYlOmY2ubYv3kjFF5XAUc5r7LOybvD-r6mxYqf2pbCiy-xhLV4XtxyFrdLu-xhG_hmkHFYaKWUFld-Pyz4OzAn5xUYiLQ4viA_CbOfA/s640/040.JPG" width="530" /></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 to avoid Blogger Burnout... because as long as you're Blogging about what you really want to, when you really want to, and how you really want to... it will continue to be a Joyful Experience that is worth Sharing and spending your Precious Time Creating... or sitting down to Enjoyably Read and Feast your Eyes upon what others have Blogged about.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Blessings from the Arizona Desert... 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