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My dear Friends
There are so many miles between us
There is are so many cultural differences.
Our countries do not see eye to eye
And the world is in disarray
When it is night here, there it is day
And yet, in spite of all these mountains
We have learned to respect one another
and become Friends
It is not minds that will change the world
It is the human heart.
There are so many miles between us
There is are so many cultural differences.
Our countries do not see eye to eye
And the world is in disarray
When it is night here, there it is day
And yet, in spite of all these mountains
We have learned to respect one another
and become Friends
It is not minds that will change the world
It is the human heart.
THE PASSION - A true tale of passion and irony.
Some fifteen years ago a co-worker and friend asked me to come out to his pond and go Bass fishing. When I was younger, before getting married and having a bunch of children, I loved to go fishing but never for a specific species. I tied a simple knot on a small hook put a red worm or "B" moth larva on the little hook and caught whatever had the courtesy to jump on the hook. Rarely did I catch a bass and it was usually so small I could put it on a little bigger hook and catch a small catfish. Anyway, going forward. After about six months of asking and showing me a photo of a 10-pounder he caught, I decided to give it a try. I pushed 21 y
THE PASSION - A true tale of passion and irony.
Some fifteen years ago a co-worker and friend asked me to come out to his pond and go Bass fishing. When I was younger, before getting married and having a bunch of children, I loved to go fishing but never for a specific species. I tied a simple knot on a small hook put a red worm or "B" moth larva on the little hook and caught whatever had the courtesy to jump on the hook. Rarely did I catch a bass and it was usually so small I could put it on a little bigger hook and catch a small catfish. Anyway, going forward. After about six months of asking and showing me a photo of a 10-pounder he caught, I decided to give it a try. I pushed 21 y
A ROOM WITH A BOO!
Do you believe in Ghosts? This true story may just change your mind.
A little while ago I was to go on a date with a woman I met on an online dating site. She lived in Story, Indiana. I live in Indianapolis and never heard of Story so I Googled Story Indiana for directions. There among the many listings for Story, Indiana were several items about Story Inn being haunted. I felt taken back by the revelation and began hours of research. My findings changed my mind about ghosts. I got ready for my date and grabbed my cameras (I was more interested in the story than I was my date). This is what my research unveiled:
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I am will be here for three months soon. I like the site but it is difficult. It has taken a long time to learn to navigate. I still have problems. There are points and Llamas. Why do I have to spend so much time learning when I should be working on my craft? I comment on other peoples art/photography and without a comment or favorite of my work they take my images and bury them deep within their files/folders. Is that doing me a favor? I think not. Unless someone helps me understand this process, it will be the end of this site for me due to the frustration it causes. If they don't want to comment on my images or favorite them the
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This is my sentiment exactly. Conflict comes from the mind. Art comes from the heart. I want to thank you for the Llama. You deserve one, too. Thank you for being a friend. And thank you for sharing your art with us all.