February 27, 2015 by anhinga. Dust Tracks on a Road. 8220;Having finished that and scanned the Doctor Book, which my mother thought she had hidden securely from my eyes, I read all the things which children write on privy-house walls. Therefore, I lost my taste for pornographic literature. I think that the people who love it got cheated in the matter of privy houses when they were children. Grab a book, any book.

Little details in the life of a river bird. On October 22, 2012 by bosquechica. After a particularly unpleasant week, the weekend brought me rest and work and numerous small satisfactions. The summer clothes are put away, the winter clothes brought out. The pellet stove is operational, the bosque is bright with fall. I spent both Saturday and Sunday in full-on cooking meditation. Cauliflower planks, oven roasted with panko-parmesan crust. Tatsoi, simply sauteed with garlic.

On Music, Metaphysics, and More. Posted January 22, 2017 by halfnotes. Sometimes this makes me sad. We make choices because we must always do that. Really! She, more than anyo.

My blog has been up for eight years as of today. Despite not having written a single post for more than a year I can confirm I am still alive and kicking.

Life on the Big Elk. However, there are no trains and pickup trucks in this post. And no Mama, either. She died more than a decade ago, which is a little startling to recognize, frankly.

Stuff that wants to get out of my head. SNOWBIRDS, but these ones just totally take the prize. Now my question is, where does she FIND these people? So any.

Posted by rootie2t in good stuff. Fisher Price never tells us.

THIS BLOG PORTRAYS THE PLACES OF MY INTERESTS HIGHLIGHTED AT A GLANCE. Thanks for dropping by MY TRAVEL WORLD! Take a look around and grab the RSS feed. Is a recently constructed temple which many people are not aware of. Located at a distance of 35 km from Mangalore ,this temple which is dedicated to goddess. 72 feet tall lord Hanuman statue.

The Best of New Writing on the Web. First up is an inspirational poem from Tasting Rhubarb where you can find beautiful photography and elegant creative writing. The cool stillness of the poem was just what I wanted on a gloomy, foggy February day and I hope its serenity touches you, too. Fig Crumbs was probably my new discovery of the week.