We do have an expresso machine, but I drink gallons of tea, rather than coffee. We don't have many books. My wife buys more, but I read mostly on the net, or on my kindle and I get real books from the library, which is a three minute walk away. The books I do have are mostly large picture books. I am somewhat illiterate.
Do you bottle up your feelings?
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A while ago I was set a challenge by Monica to see if the concept of
bottled-up feelings was in any way connected with tear bottles. Originating
in pr...
give him your heart and he will give you his...
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click to embiggenA dog has no use for fancy cars or big homes or designer
clothes. Status symbol means nothing to him. A waterlogged stick will do
just fin...
IED
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6 soldiers from our local town of Warminster were killed a day or so ago by
an IED, whilst patrolling in an amoured vehicle. Just in case you thought -
lik...
Of Harry, Usain and an Amazing PR Turnaround
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Today’s prince Hazza/Usain Bolt story is remarkable in demonstrating just
how far the royals- and prince Harry in particular- have come, PR wise, in
an inf...
Madrones
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*click photo for full-size image*
*photo by Donald Kinney*
Madrones are easy to spot because of their bright orange to reddish
paper-thin bark. More norma...
The Fault in Our Stars by John Green
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Seawall Beach: March is still winter in Maine
I do a lot of reading during the long winter in Maine, and this month's
selection for the book review club i...
Bipolar and Pet Therapy - The Curse Of Oxytocin!
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Studies have been focusing on the fact that interacting with animals can
increase people's levels of the hormone oxytocin...WHAT! Wait a dog-gone
min...
Birtsmorton, Worcestershire
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History and harmony
If you said the words “romantic moated manor house” a building like
Birtsmorton Court might well come to mind. A structure that has ev...
A bit of a walk
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I wouldn't want you to think from yesterday's post that I spent my whole,
precious, day off riding the tram back and forth. No, no. Just one
go-round, tha...
AND I WOULD LIKE TO THANK...
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Six months ago JP and I had it all sussed out, life was routine, uneventful
and bordering on the boring. That was the time when you could set your
watch by...
Elegant consumerism in the 1930s
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I reviewed the book *The Thirties: an Intimate History* by Juliet Gardiner
in a post called The 1930s: a tragic, hopeful decade. In it I wrote
“Woolworths,...
CHOPS
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Some of us just don't take good care of their teeth. I don't know why.
Maybe because of the dentists we had when we were kids. Our dentist was my
godfat...
144) Barry McGuire – “Eve of Destruction”
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Even compared with the epochal hits of 1965, Barry McGuire’s apocalyptic
proclamations in “Eve of Destruction” must have come as a shock to the pop
charts....
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Our rooster, Brandon, pushed his luck a few steps beyond optimal yesterday
when he escaped from the chicken yard - twice. My husband, a forgiving sort
of...
Mag 107: Variations on a Theme
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Perhaps the title should be "Twofer Tuesday." This striking image is by Sarolta Ban. It was found for us by Tess Kincaid, as this week's Mag prompt. Check ou...
Ground Hog Day ... sort of
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Yesterday was an odd day. Scores, maybe dozens of scores of Seattleites were seen for the first time and even more were seeing things only their grandparents...
Now that's what I call a display!!!
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Some images today mainly from former Dewhursts the Master Butchers' shops
around the UK. The patriotic displays would have been created around the
time Cha...
Signs of Spring
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There are certain irrefutable signs appearing that tell me spring is on its
way. We had no real winter to speak of, which makes me sort of dread the
upco...
lovejoy
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on saturday...
in a 'midnight in paris' sort of way, i spent the day with someone i've
long admired, author and illustrator, sharon lovejoy. ...
It's March 2012...
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And I've dropped of the face of the planet. Well, not really. I realize
that the iTunes podcasts all aren't downloaded- I'm going to try and make
an effort...
The Lake Isle Fellowship
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One of the pleasures of poetry is the way a line returns to you,
unexpectedly. There you are, a schoolchild, being forced to learn of a
poet's strange int...
side effects
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*S*top use and ask a doctor if any of these symptoms occur:
You feel faint. Headache. Anxiety. Unrelenting sex drive. Restlessness.
Bloodshot eyes like m...
Through The Eyes Of A Dreamer - Graham's Photobook.
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Through The Eyes Of A Dreamer by Graham Ettridge | Make Your Own Book
For so many reasons it is just so difficult to blog regularly. It is a real
shame, b...
Cape Signals.
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Cape Blanco, Curry County, Oregon, United States, westernmost point on the
contiguous United States.
We have arrived in the Far West. From here, we go acr...
In the Name of God, Man...
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"Millions of men were out of work. Those fortunate enough to have jobs were
dared to form unions. Courts enjoined them, police busted their heads,
their...
Introduction to Digital Photography Workshop
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Do you want to create photographs that you are proud of? Whether you are
new to digital photography or want to improve you existing skills. I can
help yo...
TROGLODYTES
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In the late 60’s and early 70’s one of my favourite groups was the Troggs.
They were FAB !!
[image: troggs2]
I guess they derived their name from the c...
It's The Same Sea, Wherever The Sands May Be
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Cleethorpes Pier - Sometime in the 1980s
I took this some thirty years ago at Cleethorpes. I am on my travels again
at the moment - but not to Cleethorpe...
Another sign of the time
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I got this on a list serve I'm on:
We have enough "youth."
How about a Fountain of "Smart"?
On another note -- Watch this space for an announcemnt of a New...
Another reason to keep writing...
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Felllow blogger Jasmine Walt, from An Author's Ramblings, posted a speech
given by New York Times best selling author Sherrilyn Kenyon. While I had
not hea...
Stuff from “Così” rehearsals – who are these people?
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As of last night, we’re five rehearsals in – the show opens April 13.
Director Jane Carnwath is encouraging all the actors to “find their demons”
– especi...
ONCE UPON A SECRET by Mimi Alford
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This is the fascinating true story of a 19 year-old intern who had an 18
month secret affair with President Kennedy. Mimi Alford arrived at the
White ...
Landscape in mixed media
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I started a watercolor and was not happy with it so I took a box with soft
pastels I hadn't used in years.
Here is the result.
Size approx 4O x 6O cm.
an enigmatic state!?
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Happiness. Contentment. Joy. Pleasure. These are words we throw around, but
I wonder if rarely do we really think about them and mean them? Understand ...
The importance of names
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Just realising that the names in my books are pretty randomly chosen and I
need to think more carefully about them. A name can tell so much about a
person,...
Orchid's progess
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Thought you would be interested by our winter garden's progress. Two more
buttons seem to be ready to bloom.
[image: Posted by Picasa]
Something really profound is going on around here.
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Hello,
My name is Molly Potter and this is me on youtube:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4pjRQ5JBx-M
Sometimes, the world seems like its turning upside do...
Bah!
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It’s been close to 2 years. I think of the blog often and never write in
it. Passing beauty, small joys, adventures, cats, questions, all half
written in m...
and Endings
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This is my final post at *She Writes*. I will be setting the blog to
private and not writing here anymore. I have chronicled the last few years
of my life ...
TheSartorialist.com RSS Feed
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Hi guys,
Thanks so much for the feedback. It’s been great seeing the response and
really hearing about how people use the site.
One thing we’ve been getti...
Write your own memoir.
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You don't have to worry about writing everything down.
You won't remember everything, anyhow.
But, you can begin the journey very simply.
Get started.
RING TONE DEAF
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I heard Jon Stewart say something funny today and I thought it would make a
good ringtone. So here it is:
http://traffic.libsyn.com/faroepodcast/Daily_2.mp3
Lancashire, where women die of love.
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I'm currently reading a book with this implausible title, by Charles Nevin.
It's a wryly entertaining love letter to the county where, like me, Charles
was...
Must the Winter Come So Soon?
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As I type this entry, I'm looking out my bedroom window at the Storm of 2011, that has swept across most of the middle of the country. My yard is covered in ...
The Pandemic Business
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During the 1970s and '80s I was deeply involved in trying to help our natural environment
THE BUSINESS OF PANDEMICS
By Abraham Lincoln
This might come as a...
Shaving Kit Supplies Vintage
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I'm dusting off Please Sir and slowly returning to the blogosphere with new
aspirations and inspiring ideas. I apologize for the long absence, but I
needed...
Ultima Lezione.
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*Ti ricordi? Eravamo turisti con poche parole?*
Do you remember?We were tourists with few words?
* L'abbraccio nel vicolo?* The hug in the alley?
*...
I really do mean to write but it ain't gonna happen
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I know there's been nothing public here for six months, but I'm here every
day and I often start posts. Most of them just get deleted and a few of
them are...
Life and Design
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Years ago, I came across a design book by architect Sarah Susanka called *The
Not So Big House*.
Susanka put into words what I had been thinking for years...
My Special Place
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*I think perhaps there is a place and time for all of us that caresses our
spirit more than any other place and time in our lives. A memory, a hope, ...
Postcard Friday #59 - Surprise!
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Looking for Postcard Friday? Surprise! Miss Beth over at The Best Hearts
are Crunchy will be hosting it! So hop on over there to post your paper
bauble f...
The Victorian Bushfires - Remembering
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A peaceful space and supportive thoughts.
It's an entire year since the devastating bushfires in Victoria, Australia - when so many families lost their li...
Joyeux Noël
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Frantic activity in Chateau Prancelot today as we're busy loading up the
car ready to catch the ferry for our holidays in England.
We'll be spending some...
Hello
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I haven't been able to access blogger.com for two months now. Now it seems
we have limited access here. I still can't access others' blogs.
I'm doing good....
A Makeovah
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Yes, I did spend my entire summer in Los Angeles. Yes, it was incredible.
No, I didn't blog about it, and here's why: I BARELY HAD TIME TO EVEN EAT.
Serio...
2 comments:
If you had an espresso machine in the room, your life would be complete :) Where are your books? Within an easy reach, hopefully.
We do have an expresso machine, but I drink gallons of tea, rather than coffee. We don't have many books. My wife buys more, but I read mostly on the net, or on my kindle and I get real books from the library, which is a three minute walk away. The books I do have are mostly large picture books. I am somewhat illiterate.
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