Home of Lukas Kondraciuk Photography. Crane party, they can get down and they can really raise the roof! The crane for lifting heavy loads was invented by the Ancient Greeks. In the late 6th century BC. The archaeological record shows that no later than c. 515 BC distinctive cuttings for both lifting tongs and lewis irons. This entry was tagged 365. They can get down and they can really raise the roof.

How I Got My Roar Back. A full, deep, prolonged cry uttered by a lion or other large animal. The sound produced in the larynx and uttered through the mouth, as speech or song. An agency by which a particular point of view is expressed or represented.

Poetry A-Z oo from me to you. Originally posted on The ancient eavesdropper. Words hog my brain,. Images hound my eyes,. Poetry a zoo from me to you. Originally posted on The ancient eavesdropper. This gallery contains 4 photos. Originally posted on The ancient eavesdropper. This gallery contains 13 photos.

Musings From a Patchwork Quilt Life. Life Stories of Simplicity, Serenity, and Solitude. You look like I feel. The question spills from my mouth before it even forms in my mind. Do you want to come with me, Harriet? I say, reaching down to gently scratch her head, She never in a car in her life to the best of my knowledge jumps in, meowing loudly.

If you want to be a hero well just follow me. I woke up with no memory. All alone in my bed. I stared at the mirror. A strange feeling in my head. An ant crawled up to me. You must be The Giant Ant. She led me to her home. Too small for me to fit in. She gave me a potion. To help me slip in. I drank it all at once. I remained a giant ant.

A song in my head. Leave a comment on A song in my head. My dad was born on January 8, 1923. He passed just a month before his 91st birthday. I woke up this morning thinking of him and missing him. Nancilynn Saylor January 8, 2017.

Free Thoughts of a Scattered Brain. This past year opened my eyes. My average meditation session is far from perfect. How I use music as meditation to improve clarity and focus. This past year opened my eyes. Everyone was sad to see him go. He was a great boss.

Sunday, April 10, 2016. Today, I was the speaker at our Unitarian Universalist Community of El Paso. At one point he is questioning the suffering of children and how could a god, who could save them, just let them suffer? I find myself contemplating good and evil. What is hope to me? Weeds but new life. How do I define a miracle? .