Have You Heard this Version?

I inserted a little poll at the end. Just curious, especially since everyone I have shown it to has said that it was new to them…

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Eensy Weensy

The Ballad of Eensy Weensy

The Eensy Weensy spider climbed up the waterspout

Down came the rain and washed poor Eensy out

Out came the sunshine and dried up all the rain

So the Eensy Weensy spider climbed up the spout again

The spider climbed the spout and she gave a little cheer

I’m almost at the top and my journey’s end is near

Then she heard a clap of thunder and down came lots of rain

And both she and all her hopes went sadly down the drain

As she lay there at the bottom the poor spider felt quite done

But, as very often happens, after rain there came the sun

The Eensy Weensy Spider soon was warm and dry

So she headed for the spout again to have another try

The moral of this story is one I’m sure you know

If you don’t make it the first time then have another go

And take a little lesson from the spider in this song

If you’re at the bottom, you won’t stay there for long


*This was copied from my Uke n’ Play Ukulele song book by Mike and Diane Jackson. They did not give any credits for the author of this song. *

For the Weekly Photo Challenge: Tiny

P.S Thanks for voting!

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Playing Catch Up

Just catching up on some of the writing prompts for NaBloPoMo…

Day 4: Which fall shows should totally be canceled already?

Not much for t.v. I don’t mind binge watching series, especially during winter. Suggestions welcome.

Day 5: What was your worst Thanksgiving food fail?

I have never had to cook a thanksgiving meal yet. For the last five years, we have been congregating at Donna’s house. My sister comes from the west, my brother comes from the east. A few choice family members drizzle in from here, there and everywhere… and there you have it. A recipe for a very boisterous weekend.

Day 6: If you could redo one moment in your life, what would it be and why? How would it change who you are now?

I don’t live in the past, sorry. Everything that has happened to me has made me who I am.

Day 7: What do you want to say to Hillary Clinton today?

Nothing. I would rather have a few  too many drinks with her and see what she would have to say.

Day 8: Did you celebrate or commemorate your divorce or a significant breakup? Would you ever?

It has been so long that I honestly do not remember.

Her and I

I used to cry before I got on her. Every single time. The fear would snake through me, freezing my feet to the ground. My heart would start hammering so persistently in my throat that I had to choke it down. It was a struggle between something that I wanted so so badly and yet was so afraid to do.

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She is a clever and canny girl. The type that stands stoically still while you brush and saddle her. And waits, ever so patiently, for you to place your foot in the stirrup. Ever so patiently for that last possible second, the very second your weight was solely reliant on that foot, and she would side step, or move forward, so you would be hopping along with her.

I never was that agile. I changed tactics, tried to pull her up to the deck and jump on. And wouldn`t you know it, she would do the same damn thing. I either landed on her ass or on my own. The whole thing was so bloody frustrating that I was in tears most of the time. Every stumble was a kick in my teeth, in my dream of becoming a horse rider.

“Confidence is key,” they said,”when you are dealing with a horse.”

Pretty hard to build confidence when you can`t even get on.

I received a lot of bad advice in those days. I just couldn`t see how smacking a horse, and making them submissive, would work. I never even tried it. I couldn`t. It`s a special relationship between horse and rider, one built on trust, not fear.

We hashed it out one weekend, her and I. It was a battle of the wills, a battle of patience and persistence. I kept asking her to stand still, kept bringing her back to the same spot whenever she moved. The first time it took two hours, repeating the same steps over and over and over before she would politely allow me to get on. I would ride in her a circle, dismount and repeat the process all over again. The next day I switched it up, took her to the edge of the deck, the fence, the bumper on the truck. and repeated the whole process over and over and over again.

We grew a lot closer that weekend. We grew a lot of trust in what we could expect from one another, a lot of faith that in what we could accomplish, together. I don`t recall her pulling that trick on me since then. But if you come over, and would like to go for a ride, don`t expect her to give you the same courtesy.

NaBloPoMo Day 2:When was the last time you did something brave? What happened?

30-Day Writing Challenges

I came across this 30-day Writing Challenge while visiting  Annebella and Kate

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And I was going to participate. Really, I was. But I found myself dragging my heels and procrastinating like I always do.

Of course, it is also the beginning of NaBloPoMo too.  While I haven’t officially entered my name into the blogroll (because filling out the form is a sign of a serious commitment that I am unsure I can seriously commit too) it might give me an opportunity to get over this blogging guilt that I have been feeling. You know, “I want to write a post, I should write something, I can’t think of anything, I should clean my house instead” type guilt.

I did download the badge, so that’s a start.

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Harmony

I spend a lot of my spare time just watching the animals here. Most of the time, it is just for pure entertainment.Here is a goat playing King of the Castle…

She did that for a good hour, jumping on the back of any ewe that was lying down and challenging any lamb that came up to her.Or how about the ducks…

…that bravely linger by the dogs, stretching out their necks, hoping to sneak a piece of dog food. They use their beaks to nuzzle through the wool of resting ewes to find bits of grain in the winter; in the summer, they gingerly pick  flies off of their legs. The one in the picture was just poked in the eye.

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Or those precious first moments, like this curious lamb that snuck up onto a sleeping Simmie. Note the little goat that was about to lay down with her.

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Kuma and Indie like to play together, each of them will chew on the other`s foot or hoof until Kuma becomes too excited, elicits a play-bow and runs off. Indie chases after her, running and bucking down the driveway. Indie is special like that, she plays with everything.

It never ceases to amaze me or amuse me, how well everything gets along here.

For The Weekly Photo Challenge: Harmony

 

 

Daily Inspiration

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My shower curtain 🙂 Good reading material for my groggy eyes. In case the words don’t show up clearly…

  • expect the unexpected
  • take time out
  • be positive
  • keep your family close
  • be gentle with the earth
  • believe in love
  • beauty is all around you
  • take time to read
  • do one good deed a day
  • remember to dance

 

Linking this up to Jacqueline’s Thinking Corner, where she invites us to”share your very short snippets of positive, inspiring, motivating, health, spiritual, writing advice, clips, posts etc, that can serve as a prop to motivate others.”

On a side note, I am working today WP :(. Hope to catch up with you tomorrow.

XO Have a fabulous weekend 🙂

 

Like Mother, Like Daughter

I just needed to share this picture that my daughter took last night. You see, she sees her mommy playing with her camera all the time and she is beginning to mimic me. The thing is, is that she is rather short, so most of her pictures just end up being shots of our crotches or our rear ends. Amazingly enough, she can still tell who the picture is of, just by the size of our hind ends. For Hugh’s Photo Challenge: Week 14: Wrong Position

 

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yeah, that’s my leg

 

Some Moose for You

I was so excited to see this cow (moose) and her twins that I just had to share them with you.

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Mama and her twins!!

In fact, the exact words out of my mouth were “She is still alive!” The thing about living out here is that you become quite used to your surroundings. And every year, there is a female that gives birth to a lovely set of twins. Granted, it might be one of her daughter’s that is carrying on the twin birth legacy, but I would like to think that it is the same one that I have seen for the last four years. (Anyone know the average life span of a moose?)

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They look so regal!!

And just for fun…

 

 

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Not the best picture, but he still has horns! I wonder if they will shed this year, or if the winter has been so mild that he will be keeping them…

This past month, I have been pretty grateful for the flax that was left in this field. It really provides a bit of security, knowing where these long-legged beasts are likely lounging. The flax has kept them off the roads (for the most part) and has kept me out of harm’s way.

Linking this to Jacqueline’s Echoes of my Neighbourhood #10  where she has invited us to

share a photo of bits and pieces of wherever you are at any point in time. It could be houses, backgrounds of your neighbourhood, activities and so forth and you can tag it Echos of my Neighbourhood

The Fur-kids

There are two things you should know first:

  1. I have an acreage.
  2. I am an animal lover. They make me less depressed, more relaxed, more observant, less reactive. They have taught me patience, compassion and have given me a belief in myself that I can do better, be better.

1 + 2 = these…

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From left to right: Sweetie, who is not very sweet, Indie, Blue and my baby (Sandy, although I never call her that)

 

 

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Can’t forget Kiki. She is the best foot warmer ever.

 

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And one more of Indie, breathing you a hello 🙂

For Cee’s Black and White Photo Challenge: Pets

Us

I have been trying to recall how we came to be

trying to remember when you were just you,

and I was just me

Forgive me, but my memory is a little bit hazy…

I remember long looks at the grocery store

And then came the post it notes on my door

You remember when we first connected

how my body reacted was quite unexpected

Months passed by as we got to know one another

friend to friend, lover to lover

Then chaos came knocking on our front door

It rattled our foundation and crumbled our floor

You remember all of the anger, pain and misery

I found a man with morals, standards and integrity

(Trust me, this is not to be taken lightly!

These qualities are not found in everybody!)

Do you remember those days, how we hid ourselves inside?

Revelling in our bodies, there was nothing left to hide

We consoled ourselves with only our skin

we were young and adventurous

and living in sin

We spent years inside that sensual bliss

But the impact of the strife, I couldn’t dismiss

It became too much for me to bear

I decided to leave, not because I didn’t care!

It was just a little too much for the younger version of me

I think you understand, it was part of my destiny

How many times did fate bring us back together?

To reignite our flame and keep us connected to one another?

And even though we spent those years apart

We couldn’t ignore what was truly in our hearts

I couldn’t foretell our future, how our story would unfold

Until we met again that day, in the middle of the road

Somehow we intuited it was now or never,

to combine our lives and be together forever

From that moment on

I have never regretted it

Yes, you drive me nuts!!

But that’s to be expected

Looking back now,

anyone can see

Honey, you and I

are just meant to be

💋💖💘💝💞❤💋💗