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It really looks funny in a slide show:D
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It really looks funny in a slide show:D
So who took these pictures? David Copperfield? Photoshop? Hmmm. You left their shadows ;)
Sometimes when we don't want certain people around us anymore, we can sweep them out of our lives like in Photoshop... but their 'shadows' still linger behind. :rolleyes:
I just love the title of this thread. If only life was so simple! :p
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Wow.
What a great analogy.
You just blew my mind.
Funny photoshopping, and good call on the part of Duck!
i didn't notice the shadows, but I should have!
Have you ever biked under a bridge like that when a train is crossing overhead?
I have, and it's SCARY!! :eek: You know there's nothing to fear, but your heart starts racing in fear anyway no matter what you tell it.
The second time, I actually stopped and let the train pass before going under the tunnel. I was chicken.
Tell about that photo.
Memorial to fallen ears?
It's a sculpture field in Dublin Ohio, created to honor the inventor of hybrid corn.Quote:
Originally Posted by Zen
I thought it looked appropriate for wishing someone into a cornfield.
there is something very spiritual about fields of grain and tall grasses. I don't know quite what.
Before we bought our house together, my husband used to gaze out at a clump of tall wetland grass growing across from his back yard. He said it was restful.
So when we bought our little house, I got some very tall 7' decorative grasses and planted them right outside our bedroom window. When we have our coffee in bed in the morning, we get to see the tall grasses swaying and rustling outside the window across from our bed. It is so very peaceful and calming.
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Speaking of rustling cornstalks and grasses.....
What are your favorite soothing sounds? (not music)
I'll say:
rustling tall grass or corn
the sound of long hair being brushed
water flowing over rocks.
Karen, somewhere in Virginia, I think...
Yup.Quote:
Originally Posted by Tuckervill
I get hypnotized by it.
loons
and owls
A purring kitten.
Crickets.
Fog horns.
Anyone else get sort of hypnotized by certain sounds or events?
Sometimes when I am upstairs in my office at home and my husband is practicing his fiddle downstairs, the muffled sound of him fiddling far away puts me into a trance. I'll find myself staring at my computer screen or out the window unable to turn my eyes to something else, or even to move much. I'm in a very pleasant trance that I cannot escape from. Then when he's finally done, I snap out of it and return to a state of reality.
Rain.
That would explain my general feeling of lethargy since I moved to WA :D
This thread sort of has an added meaning today, on 9/11.
Wishing we could wish them back again.....
Rain, the big drop kind that really strikes your window.
Water flowing over rocks, Red River, NM was my idea of heaven.
Mourning Doves, remind me of spending nights sharing the bed with my Mammaw as a kid. She had no A/C and the birds would wake me in the morning.
The crackle of walking in fallen leaves. We have so many evergreen trees here that the fallen leaves are not as common.
ah heck i still miss my grandpa and my father.
Yes, I miss my loved ones too, especially on a day like today.
(But I am happy to see "Mimitabby" back again) :o
Mourning doves woke me in the morning also, when I was a child at Grandma's farm. The creak of the pump as my uncle pumped water for the drinking water bucket. The clang of the milk pails when they came back from the barn with buckets of milk and set them on the porch for separating. The bang of the wooden screen door.
My mother's friend said, "Those days are gone forever, but oh, the happy memories!"
Now: Frogs at night in the creek at the bottom of the hill.
I miss my Pawpaw every single day but days like yesterday and Veteran's Day (Korean War vet) and any holiday where Patiotism spikes are harder. He was fiercely patriotic, after September 11, 2001 he put a flag pole in front of his house. He had trouble taking in the events but he knew he still loved our country.Quote:
Originally Posted by BleeckerSt_Girl
I also tear up at those "I VOTED" stickers. He loved his right to vote and did it every election, if we were electing city council or Sheriff, he went to vote. When we were packing up his house after my Nanny went to live in Assisted living we found tons of the stickers, stuck on his personal jewelry box and his filing cabinet in the garage. :)
It has been five years and I am kind of glad he still haunts me. I really wondered if he would fade some in my mind but it hasn't.
I like hearing about how cherished memories and sounds can comfort and soothe us.
I took this picture this morning of our tall grasses outside the bedroom window. This morning it was breezy and we woke to the sound of the stalks rustling....
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