Nerves of Steel.. a Steely Resolve..?..

" Persistence is to the character of man as carbon is to steel."  ~  Napoleon Hill 

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The Saturday Photo Hunt - "steel"

~ My last nerve is not steel.... ~

Six Word Saturday ~

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Saturday Centus Week 149~

My Mozelle... 


My grandma always told me
Child.. you should always wear your smile...
Yes.. even on the saddest days
when it hardly feels worthwhile.. 
For a smile can light the darkest day
and help to heal a broken heart..
If no words will come to mind 
a smile's a likely start..
I miss her most this time of year
when the butter cups find bloom..
for it was on a dreary winters day
that her death filled us with gloom...
I try to show a smiling face 
to most everyone I see 
and be the kind of friend to them
that my Grandma was to me...

Written By: Patricia Sawyer 
3-2-2013

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Thanks for stopping by.. I welcome both comments and followers.. Have a great day..

Patsy

Bright and Sunny Despite My Heart..

" Of all lies, art is the least untrue. "
  ~ Gustave Flaubert

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Haiku My Heart ~ 

Legacy

carnival of glass
sunlight sparkles fill your heart
a monarchs wings unfurl... 

Written By: Patricia Sawyer
2-28-2013

Sunday Scribblings #358  "monarch"

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Tomorrow

I often fear the best of times
for hard times surely follow

to grasp a soul and fill it full
of a bitter pill to swallow

useless words are whispered low
to fill a heart that's hollow

till darkness dances on it's way 
and sunshine fills the morrow..

Written By: Patricia Sawyer
2-25-2013

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Three Word Wednesday-
pale- naughty- douse

Un-Holy Union

naughty padre pales
vinegar and piss doused
blazing thirsts quenched

Written By: Patricia Sawer
2-27-2013

Sensational Haiku Wednesday- "quench"

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Thanks for stopping by.. I welcome both comments and followers.. have a great day!
Patsy

Who Knew I'd Be Gone So Long....

“The seat of knowledge is in the head, of wisdom, in the heart.” – William Hazlitt

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52 Photos Project ~ "Harmony"

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Six Word Saturday-

deep muddy puddles create slippery footprints....

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Haiku Heights # 210 Shimmer

A Shivering Siesta

an icy shimmer
swiftly cloaks the sweet gum giants ~
before the fire... snores


Written By: Patricia Sawyer
2-25-2013

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   I am still around though the last few months have left me with little time to blog.. I can't promise to be here daily.. but my plan is to surely be here.. 
     I welcome comments and followers.. have a great day.. 
Patsy

Hump Day Comes Around Again...

" Anger is a short madness. " 

   ~ Horace

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Project 365- a Photo a Day!

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Haiku Heights- September Heights

day #26- P#185-  "paper boat"

Gutter Games

paper boat races

through the muddiest puddles

children splash and play

Written By: Patricia Sawyer

9-26-2012

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Three Word Wednesday - 

chance, entice, savor

Fall Festival

chance meeting on main

aromas entice the crowds

we savor spice punch

Written By: Patricia Sawyer

9-26-2012

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Thanks for stopping by.. I hope you enjoy my twists on words.. I welcome both comments and followers.. Have a wonderful day!

Patsy

A Few Words to the Wise...

" A fool thinks himself to be wise, but a wise man knows himself to be a fool. "
     ~ William Shakespeare 

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Project 365 - A Photo a Day..!..

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Sometimes I just like to share my own words.. 
and sometimes...  I even have a photo to go 
along with them ....

The Thief

three starveling babies
huddle together for warmth
raccoon rolls fresh egg

Written By: Patricia Sawyer
7-7-2012

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August Night

tangerine leather
cradled the sweet courtesan
a blue moon rises

Written By: Patricia Sawyer
8-31-2012

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Thanks for stopping by today.. I am sadly behind with my blog and though I know this .. I am still struggling to get all my ducks in the same row.. I welcome both comments and followers.. I hope you have a great day!
Patsy

A "New" Thinking Spot...

" Thinking: the talking of the soul with itself. "
    ~  Plato

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An "Up-Cycled" Thinking Spot

Today I supervised while Dave and Cooper took care of one of the very first projects I ever put on my ...... "someday list".....

When I first moved here I was amazed to find a few flowers had survived being "rented" and with a little love and care they soon began to grow into the huge bushes we have today.. 

Early on I discovered a sweet little spot between some trees on on end of the house.. I am pretty sure that the dogs.. children and other critters used it for a shortcut... but I used it as a secret place to sit alone and think or pray or cry.. sometimes all three.. 

 I have had in mind a simple plank bench between two trees.. a wind chime maybe and a shelf for a candle or tiki torch...  unless you have spent some time here you might never find this little spot in my yard.. Where most of us that live here have spent a little time thinking... 

 Dave thinks about a cold beer.. a day off and trying to keep me happy...
I think about hats... and socks and dolls and the three sister guinea who run around here yelling at us...


I sing for my brothers and sisters and friends and enemies... Kumbaya...

I am sure this is a special spot.. it has granted me peace many times when I has some tall thinking to do.. Dorie has always called it the secret path.. Cooper even up-cycled an old hanging chair into a soft cushion.. and appeared to be about to think himself.. even though most of his "thinking spots" are high in a tree.. So Listen close as you stroll through my yard.. you might catch me singing and thinking.. in my newly up-cycled thinking spot... A Million thanks to the guys for getting a check mark on my "someday" list..and to every visitor.. Thanks for stopping by.. I welcome both Comments and followers.. and I hope you have a great day.. 
Patsy  

I Was Never Gone....

" The little reed, bending to the force of the wind, soon stood upright again when the storm had passed over. " ~ Aesop

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Project 365 - A photo a day... 

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Acrostics Only- { flashback to May }

Cay

Currents pound the shore
Ancient sands shift with the tides
Young turtles emerge

Written By: Patricia Sawyer
5-11-2012

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Sunday Scribblings #330- "distance"

Sea Side

echoes of distance

hot sands welcome our bare toes

fancy castles fall

Written By: Patricia Sawyer

7-29-2012

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Sunday Citar- 

" The Ocean is more ancient than the mountains, and freighted with the memories and the dreams of Time."

  ~ H. P. Lovecraft

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Debate- 

his loudest harangue

had unsettled the fierce

my tirade began

Written By: Patricia Sawyer

6-15-2012

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Thanks for stopping by today.. I have let myself become sadly behind on my blogs.. I am still writing almost every day but for some reason seem to be called away from the computer more and more.. Camera's seem to fall apart in my hands spitting out white photo's that have me screaming "Sunday School Words".. I will strive to do better... I hope you have a great day!

Patsy