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still eye candy

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it's been so damp...drizzling...foggy the past few days

that we now need some sun and fresh air.

Funny tho,

the fall colours are still magnificent...

a cornucopia, if you will.

I just would like to hear some more crunch before it snows.

Whaaaaa!

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Happy with her Life

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I find constant delight in really old, really happy couples.
Recently I was taking a walk along the Blouberg promenade in my lovely Cape Town, when I witnessed a fleeting moment of a stranger’s life that truly touched the corners of my soul. A couple of about 70 years old were walking sllooowwlyyy along; each with a walking stick, greying hair, matching walking shoes, deep and lovely wrinkles and both wearing glasses. They were unhurriedly strolling, admiring the view, leisurely bending to stoke a wandering dog and marveling at “youngsters” on rollerblades.
The old man suddenly leaned over and grabbed the tiny old lady’s bum with a cheeky grin that allowed me to picture him as a mischievous 17 year old. She squealed in utter enchantment, she pretended to be embarrassed and jokingly reprimanded him; but really she just looked so innocent almost and just so very happy with her life, with that day, with him. They then both swapped their walking sticks onto the opposite side so that they could continue walking but able to hold hands.
I looked at them, realised that I had stopped walking and was openly smiling.
I thought to myself in that second and decided, “God yes, I want that”.

via: poemsandpeanutbutter

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The wisdom of Steve Jobs

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Your time is limited,
so don’t waste it living someone else’s life.

Don’t be trapped by dogma
– which is living with the results

of other people’s thinking.

Don’t let the noise of other’s opinions

drown out your own inner voice.

And most important,

have the courage to follow your heart and intuition.
They somehow already know
what you truly want to become.

Everything else is secondary. 
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~RIP, Steve Jobs

God I love the Fall...

via Marci Scudder

 Lord Of The Game

Quaking Aspen Trees by Roy Toft

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decorating

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framing for laundry room

(as if I need a sign!)

and I'll have to fake the 'w'.

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my favorite places in the world

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I'm not that good at being a tourist

because I'm always looking

at the way the light shines

in your hair

or the way your shirt opens to the wind

 & my favorite places in the world

 are places filled with you.

we love Story People

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what COLOUR stirs you?

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I once read of an artist that

he could live in a crayon box...and

I stole the saying that day,

as it is always how I have felt.

and now that I'm faced with truly

a blank canvas in the new home,

I'm stumped...frozen...what's my favorite color?

It's not like I have a purple couch

for which I need to complimentwith paint...

I don't have a couch...yet.

I guess when it's time to go shopping

for certain furniture items,

that will help the process.

But I swear I stood in Home Depot in front of a zillion

paint chips and ... nothing! 

I had to turn and walk away.

maybe a painting will inspire me...

or a cool artsy-fartsy rug....

yeah...

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