Yeah, don't ignore these. You can die of dehydration in the winter, too.
Grateful for another Yule.
Fern in Dakota Sandstone, collected east of Payson, AZ, north of the 260
Heart squeezed, and dusty in here...
The night before the burial of her husband 2nd Lt. James Cathey of the United States Marine Corps, killed in Iraq, Katherine Cathey refused to leave the casket, asking to sleep next to his body for the last time. The Marines made a bed for her, tucking in the sheets below the flag. Before she fell asleep, she opened her laptop computer and played songs that reminded her of him, and one of the Marines asked if she wanted them to continue standing watch as she slept. “I think it would be kind of nice if you kept doing it” she said. “I think that’s what he would have wanted”. -Not sure what is more honorable: Being married to this faithful wife to the end or the Marine standing next to the casket watching over them both. IN HONOR OF ALL OF OUR ARMED FORCES PLEASE SHARE THIS.
The man who raised me. 23 years after his passing, 3-21-2000; certain songs remind me sharply of how much I miss his voice and presence...I know in my heart that gentle Warrior flys free, as, from time to time, Red-tailed Hawks pay closer attention to me than should be warranted. On his birthday, 06/17.
The sin twisters at 9 months old. Ms. Fenris on the left, Ms. Louis on the right. Fen's advice for the day: don't eat bees or spiders... no picture of her face after the fact, I was too busy fetching benadryl. She looked like a prizefighter who took a solid blow to the nose, swollen muzzle and eyes; such a sweetheart, no fussing or whining. The benadryl did the trick, and she's back to her normal nosey self.
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Going on 7 months now. Fen and her sister are quite the characters...they bring fun AND frustration 😅 Fen tries to defend Mom Loki from the evil vacuum cleaner, and Louis defends her from nefarious couch cushions 😄
Some of the jewelry I make, my photography, and sharing things that delight and inform me...
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