Monday, June 2, 2014

Time

Time is a precious gift. It comes, it goes, it's gone. 


In one week I turn 58. That probably leaves me with 20 more years on this earth but who knows, I could be hit by a bus tomorrow. If the bus gets me, this will be my last post. If not, I'll be laughing with the grandkids at the beach or in the backyard on the hammock. Sweet days to you......

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  1. It all depends on your viewpoint. I'd love to be 58 again.

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    1. So true, Jo. I don't want to waste a minute but that's impossible so I have to be realistically dreamy!

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  2. Another Gemini! Love the picture. Those grays and blues are so beautiful.

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    1. The skies have been very sunny lately but last week we had a day of clouds..... perfect for photographs. Gemini x two!

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  3. I'll be 58 in October. It's true that life is short and uncertain. Wishing you many years of play and art and love.

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    1. Thank you Lorrie. I plan on not wasting the years I have.

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  4. such true words
    and i do hope you will have
    at least 20 more years!
    wishing you a fine time at the beach
    but
    if you would like to play
    i am the dc host this weekend!

    love
    Patrice A.

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    1. Thanks Patrice. With so many visitors here this week I don't think I'd better join the dc this week.

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  5. I am about to turn 62 and l am having a ball ! So be happyxxx

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    1. I am happy Lynda, just looking at life and deciding what's important and worthy of time.

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  6. Sweet day to you, Carole. The bus won't get you and you'll be frolicking with those grandkids all summer long, and well into your golden years.
    Yup, so says my crystal ball.

    Happy Day! Sending smiles from Vancouver, Jenny.

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    1. Thanks Jenny! I'm smiling back at you from across the strait of G!

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  7. Time is precious indeed and I am more and more aware of it as I het older.art is a way of not wasting time and so are the moments with grandchildren, enjoy, Leena

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    1. Hi Leena. I'm actually pondering the things that take me away from making art. So many distractions. xo Carole

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  8. I have had similar thoughts about life and the ending of since I turned 40. Do you think that's normal?

    I hope you have a beautiful birthday week and I hope you do not EVER get hit by a bus.

    xoxo

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    1. Well, thanks Lisa, I hope the bus misses me too! I do think it's normal to think more about life etc as we age. Especially once we reach the other side of our 40s and 50s. xo

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  9. 20 more years?....no way, missy. You and I have at least 40 more!

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  10. I hope the bus didn't get you, and I think there should be at least 30 more birthdays. Have a happy one.

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    1. Nope, it missed me! Thank you, Hallie.

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  11. At least we know now, how precious the moments. (Wait until you turn 60, my dear girl! That's when the whole brevity thing really hit me - kinda like a bus!)
    best, sus

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    1. I looked at photos of me and my daughters and their babies and was relieved to see I didn't look like my grandmother! Thanks, Sus.

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  12. I'm a little older than you and I try to enjoy each day, each hour, each minute. because I could be hit by a bus...
    :-) mano

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    1. Ha..... life is full of joy.... especially when one is open to enjoying it! Thanks, Mano.

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  13. so true, he? that bus and hitting and not knowing doodle-dah about it... well, you are here, because i'm chatting to you now. and thank heavens you are. happy belated birthday. i take a woolf's bow. n♥

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