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<br />Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04326741991148252781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9124031669628184922.post-87310244469207663782013-11-22T12:32:00.000-08:002016-02-26T03:53:06.480-08:00He Was Our Hero<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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September has a long sweet kiss-off to summer, then October<br />
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I will respect the turning. I will not doubt the cold and dark.<br />
I will keep the candles burning and watch the birds fly south<br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">ten thousand years I have been sleeping</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">my heavy eyelashes are the woods;</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">they are beckoning</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">my heart the clouds are surprised</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"> because they are calling me, calling me...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-small;">© 1986 Budapest</span>Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04326741991148252781noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9124031669628184922.post-87511989140699192272013-06-29T00:36:00.003-07:002013-06-29T01:21:24.804-07:00Miles To Roam, Fresh Air, No Cares<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><b>Flowers call to me and the blossoming</b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><b>trees call to me especially the fruit</b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><b>trees the apple and cherry and pear call</b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><b>to me and the young spruce calls to me and </b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><b>and the lovesick dove mistakes my moans for a </b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><b>kindred spirit and calls to me but I</b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><b>can't hear because the unappreciated</b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><b>raking of clawed feet across one's face to </b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><b>to the city by the lake fed by a </b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><b>you might imagine. Children call to me,</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"><b>by BRUCE WEIGL</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">With its swirling vaporous atmosphere,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">It flowing and frozen climbing creatures,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">The croaking things with </span><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><b>wings</b></span><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"> that hang on rocks</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">And soar through fog, the furry grass. the scaly seas...</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><b>How utterly rich and wild</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">The insolence, the <i>brass</i>, the gall to whine</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">About the limitations of <b>our </b>earthbound fate</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">And yearn for some more </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">PERFECT </span><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">world </span><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">b</span><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">eyond the sky.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">We are none of US good enough </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"><b>For the world we have.</b></span><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"> </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">**<u>All is well my dearies. April the beautiful young month of pink spring cheeks and mocking laughter is almost gone, to be replaced in turn by the green and plump May flowering. I spend my days between action and daydream. I want to be very productive but often despair if such is ephemeral and visible only to the inside of my soul. I feel I have to have </u><i style="text-decoration: underline;">something </i><u>to show at the end of my day. Is a few forget-me-knots in a blue teacup enough to show for the effort of my day, or perhaps the quirky sonata of some randomly recalled days of childhood, that tuck their small feet up on the cushions of my placid memories? Do we ever think it is enough to show for the glory of being an earthling, hugging earth to our bosoms, sweeter than hydrogen and oxygen? Earth, don't let me fall off and go flying into space - I have already been there.</u></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"We will take the bird first. It is little more than a drift of air brought into form by plumes; the air is in all its quills, it breathes through its whole frame and flesh and glows with air in its flying, like blown flame: it rests upon the air, subdues it, surpasses it, outraces it - it is the air, conscious of itself, conquering itself, ruling itself."<br />
JOHN RUSKIN<br />
<i><u>THE QUEEN OF THE AIR</u></i><br />
<i>hedgerow bird - from an original beeswax collage</i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Nips of frost lingered This Morning in the far corners of the back yard, under the BlackBerries and ElderBerries where the Hummingbirds have been overwintering. I love the birds and will keep the briars thick and growing for them where I can. People really tend to cut down and prune everything back so fiercely and thus destroy the nooks and sweet cupolas small creatures favor. Let the tangle remain and <i>florish</i>, the threads of life there are abundant and calm. Creatures need a place they can sit and relax and let the sun warm them, not be on high alert for a breathe of a moment. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">The black-tailed deer that roam our coastal town find haven in the backyard also. There is a </span><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">HOLLOW</span><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> under the old trees thick with <b>Moss</b> and fallen leaves they like to lie down in and snooze for a hour or so. They are such fine animals. I wish for them a good dear life and some degree of safety. </span><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"><b>PLEASE</b></span><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> drive carefully and watch for them crossing the road.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">The air is breaking away from the winter and breezing toward spring on the Oregon Coast. February is quite a treasure and often surprising with warmth and sun. Many think it is only rain here, but that is really not the case. Ahh, life is <i>sweet</i> when the air is <i>fresh</i>, when the sun sparkles on the blue or grey sea. </span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><b><i>Life</i></b></span><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> is sweet when the birds use your longitude for small migrations, visiting and sampling the gifts nature provides for nourishment if left alone and not trimmed away for the burn pile.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">What is scarier than all heck is that this small eden could be destroyed in the <u>blink</u> of an EYE if owners of neighboring land decide to build or rearrange or develop. </span><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">protect preserve love the land protect preserve love the land protect preserve love the land</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">...This being said, I hope all are weathering the cold and snow in the East safe and warm. </span>Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04326741991148252781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9124031669628184922.post-59960615183111689022013-01-22T13:21:00.000-08:002013-01-22T13:21:12.068-08:00Torn<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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"<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">The <i>manufacture</i> <i>of </i><b>supernatural </b><u>Miracles</u> is</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">growing in direct proportion to the decline</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">in the Sense of <b>Wonder. </b><i>An actual </i><span style="font-size: large;">wolverine</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><i>is </i>far more <b><span style="font-size: x-small;">MIRACULOUS </span>than a nonexistent </b>werewolf.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">The benevolence </span><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">of <b>Good Men and Women </b><i>is far more</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">astonishing than </span><span style="font-size: x-small;"><b><i><u style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">dreams of angels</u><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">.</span><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">"</span><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> </span></i></b></span><br />
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Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04326741991148252781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9124031669628184922.post-32727425732901454212013-01-02T14:45:00.002-08:002013-01-02T14:45:33.888-08:00Rock On Incandescant Incarnates<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left;"><tbody>
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<br />Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04326741991148252781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9124031669628184922.post-11655275847630664622013-01-01T23:56:00.002-08:002013-01-01T23:56:49.687-08:002 0 1 3 Be a Lovely New Year for All <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<br />Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04326741991148252781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9124031669628184922.post-186678597340153322012-12-20T19:32:00.000-08:002012-12-21T00:22:59.719-08:00Off the Grid <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">In honor of the light of solstice and Mayan calendar of endings and beginnings, this is me coming clean about something I was thinking about today...even though it is probably oversharing. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I have just today realized that I have not always helped the men in my life be the best they could be. I let them slide. Young girl/woman me, as a counter-culture anti-patriarchal hippie, did not demand/insist/encourage that my man bring in a decent wage to support us. I allowed exclusion from the "mainstream" of "working for the man" or any regular working they did not really like. Thus we suffered from lack of income, but with a back-to-the-land lifestyle - living off the grid but not feeling it was a sacrifice, actually </span><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">preferring</span><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> it and gaining valuable </span><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">life skills</span><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> and experience few people have these days. Close to nature, wood-heat, no electricity, cabins that were cold, often hauling water and more. Hand sewing. Foraging. Little or no transportation. Campfires with singing and food with friends. Tribal dancing and open natures, braids and ethnic fabrics or no clothes at all. But, the guy/s were given too much leeway - I was too "compassionate" when I should of encouraged a way to keep us with some money. I let the philosophy of the time and lifestyle allow me to expect little from them other than freedom from conformity. We were forging a different path. I am not knocking the lifestyle or memories in any way, I am only chastising myself for expecting so little from the man. I think it would of been better for them in the long run to work more to gain some financial integrity for our little clans. I don't mean just the work it took for daily survival. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I was pregnant and barefoot but I cannot use that as an excuse for not doing it myself. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">It was a really hard life when I look back on the days. We thought we knew so much, aye. Walking in the dark along paths lit only by the moon, coming home to light the fire with gathered wood, cooking on </span><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">wood stoves,</span><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> fetching water from creeks, washing cloth diapers by hand. Romantic notions and youthful vigor helped </span><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">shield</span><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> me from the the harder realities. This was in the late 1970's and early 80's, before we had such universal access to computers, etc. Now, if I was in that situation, I could at least earn some money from a variety of online ventures. We always made things - our family/clan was especially gifted with talented </span><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">leather workers and crafters</span><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">. I sewed and made all the kids' clothes and my own too, beautiful hippie dresses from bits and pieces. We made mocassins and intricate beaded items. We were so ephemeral. We were stardust, we were golden, we were getting back to the garden.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">One thing is certain, I have the skills to survive off the grid if needed. I do not take luxuries like water and electricity for granted.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"> But, I did not help the men, my lovely, gentle, imaginative and creative men, accept their full responsibilities and the lessons that brings, by my agreeing to live without simple basics for so long. (They too, being mid-century dreamers, straddled the old and new, often belonging not quite to either time.) It is the double-edged sword of hindsight, but with no regrets. I would hope that young women will not be reluctant to have their men do the right and sometimes hard things needed to keep families afloat, and don't let responsibility or burden be passed on. I have been careful about raising my sons to be strong and reliable men and my daughters to have a care for their own worth. I think a woman's right attitude and encouragement can go a long way in making the world a better place and help people step up to the plate. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">There are more of us speaking about the wild bohemian days of the 70's now, more stories being told. I have only begun to tell mine.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Today is another solar circle completed for me and here are a few things I can expound on, indulgently.</span><br />
<span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">1. I think witch hazel is the best thing ever for skin.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Courier New;">2. Use real cotton balls or pads to clean skin often with witch hazel. Fresh and toned, yay. </span><br />
<span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Courier New;">3. I mix, in the palm of my hand, a sprinkle of bare minerals powder, some moisturizer, some witch hazel (both rose water kind and regular) and apply all over my face. This takes care of moisture and light coverage all at once. I started doing this because I thought I could make my own version of a "BB" cream but more tailored to my likes - such as no heavy perfumey smell. You can add an extra little squeeze of sunscreen or other products if desired. It is great because all is mixed together and thinned with witch hazel, per use, in your hand. Your skin will be happier and more moist. When it dries a bit skin feels good and the look lasts all day. No one wants to look cakey or like they are too done. Girls, fresh is best and quicker is too! I haven't applied mineral powder with a brush for over a year now - just this quick method.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Courier New;">4. Witch hazel is also good around hairline for refreshing the hair that gets a tad oilier around face between washings. Oh, I tell you, this stuff is good. Clear and sparkly like vodka, cheers. I like the slight natural smell of it (witch hazel, not vodka).</span><br />
<span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Courier New;">5. I have converted to using WEN on my hair. Altho I cannot afford it (I have been frugally portioning out my last bit). My longish hair is naturally on the curly side and living in the coastal Pacific Northwest with our 78 kinds of rain, WEN helps keep it from Antoinette bouffant. I drug my heels for years before I finally tried it, but now I know. You do not have to use as much as the company says, just work it in very well. My hair is more itself when I use it. I do not like overly fussed hair that seems to be the trend now - I like wild and free and pretty.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Courier New;">6. I have stopped eating grains and feel much better. Also have stopped eating dairy and legumes AND added sugar or over processed foods. </span><br />
<span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Courier New;">7. Today I am having a cherry pie that my boys are making me for my Birthday. I usually have German Chocolate Cake but decided on cherry pie this year. It will have homemade crust (the boys make it perfectly)and sweetened canned cherries but I do not mind. I am not a fanatic about avoiding afore mentioned foods but just feel better when I do. Lots of veggies and some fruit, seeds, nuts and protein and I am good to go. Some of my main go-to foods these past months have been baked yams, zuchinni, sunflower & pumpkin seeds and lots of fresh apples. It is cool that eating many apples seems to naturally remove coffee stains from my teeth. Oh yeah, still drinking coffee (black), are you kidding..! I had begun to feel like it was too easy for me to be trapped on the sugary/carb merry-go-round and my blood sugar was feeling spikey. Dropping these things from my daily diet has really been easy and rewarding in the way I feel.</span><br />
<span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Courier New;">8. I have been planning a hefty blog post about some of these musings for awhile now and I see that it is getting very long! I will break it up and work on the musings over the course of the week.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Courier New;">9. I love parsley. Flat leafed or curly - and always have some growing. It overwinters here on the temperate coast very well.</span><br />
<span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Courier New;">I also love radishes. Any kind.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Courier New;">10. I am a huge huge fan of South Korean movies and television shows. I could go on about this but will save it for another day.</span><br />
<span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Courier New;">11. I love Asian pop culture. I lived in Japan for three years as a young teen and have never been the same since! I have a hard time finding people my age who even know what I am talking about sometimes..</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Courier New;">12. As a girl who was born in 1956, I finally realized as a mid-century person, I easily straddle old/new, past/future and that goes for styles, knowledge, experience, technology, culture and other parts of life. My generation saw the turns from traditional America to modern America like none other. It is all integrated into my persona and I feel like an adventurous discoverer/participant of the old world and the new world, and I can see the connections and interstices. As has been said by others before me - what a long strange trip its been! I am giddy with excitement for the next 56 years of my life and let me tell you, I never, ever, ever, hardly, get bored!</span>Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04326741991148252781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9124031669628184922.post-80250475773539206942012-11-11T13:37:00.000-08:002013-10-13T22:58:17.250-07:00Thoughts on a Cold Rainy Day<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<strong><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">In the moment of time when the small drop forms, but does not fail,</span></em></strong> <strong><em><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">I have known the heart of the sun, </span></em></strong><br />
<strong><em><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">In the dark and the light of a dry place,</span></em></strong><br />
<strong><em><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">In a flicker of fire brisked by a dusty wind.</span></em></strong><br />
<strong><em><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">I have heard, in a drip of leaves,</span></em></strong><br />
<strong><em><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">A slight song,</span></em></strong><br />
<strong><em><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">After the midnight cries.</span></em></strong><br />
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<strong><em><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: xx-small;">THEODORE ROTHKE</span></em></strong><br />
<strong><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: xx-small;"><em>from </em>Journey to the Interior</span></strong><br />
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Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04326741991148252781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9124031669628184922.post-14176345055031824542012-11-07T22:49:00.000-08:002012-11-07T22:56:15.557-08:00<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Earth,</span><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">isn't this what you want: an invisible</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">re-arising in us? Is it not your <b>dream </b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">to be <b>one day </b><i>invisible? </i><b>Earth! Invisible!</b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">What is your urgent command, if not <span style="font-size: large;">transformation?</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;">Rilke</span><br />
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<strong><em>This all hallows eve finds me a in a better place than last year. I tend to mark my year </em></strong></div>
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<strong><em>by Halloween to Halloween. </em></strong></div>
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<strong><em>Last year there was a *</em>most magnificent* <em>blood Red moon hanging over the ocean and this year finds the Salty speum of </em>Neptune <em>filling the air.</em></strong></div>
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<strong><em>Never~the~less, content am I.</em></strong></div>
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<strong><em>Haven has held, roaming is curtailed and my hat hangs gladly for the winter </em>Moons. </strong></div>
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<strong><em>Many have but cold for their blanket and windows of Starlight. My W</em>ish</strong></div>
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<strong><em>is for All to be comfortable and safe as the night draws dark and thick.</em></strong></div>
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<strong><em>Lanterns of </em>Light <em>in the </em>Hearts <em>of many send forth their love.</em></strong></div>
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<strong><em>**especially to the east coast after the Storm**</em></strong></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"></span>Vickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04326741991148252781noreply@blogger.com0