tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11408275885241951542024-02-06T18:06:13.695-08:00Finding My VoiceTrishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09385681165100970711noreply@blogger.comBlogger95125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1140827588524195154.post-88318885986531355092010-09-03T20:50:00.000-07:002010-09-03T21:12:05.452-07:00Sebastian Inlet September 2010<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dz3g1Ui5_QFQfl-iGbB4hArf21L3ilpT-y0v7DiHcI6RwXBuPOJbD-WVIyzZVR7TmhZxCohKr4OpvmVtD4xrg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br />Sebastian Inlet surfing the hurricane waves September, 2010.Trishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09385681165100970711noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1140827588524195154.post-33943904453246686412010-08-15T06:35:00.000-07:002010-08-15T07:01:22.271-07:00Hung the moon<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3-PY6T_kS5dh5W83UAvix6aAEMOKiXm4LkWmrpl-LeplwQjRXssqYu9NSLiygXk6uNzUCoNs1ox7-A6OfXNVQrO34izHUGA1yl3Btf_QW9bSnn-PN0cQytYnUWfy7FBN_Abffr8FqUg/s1600/hung+moon.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 338px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3-PY6T_kS5dh5W83UAvix6aAEMOKiXm4LkWmrpl-LeplwQjRXssqYu9NSLiygXk6uNzUCoNs1ox7-A6OfXNVQrO34izHUGA1yl3Btf_QW9bSnn-PN0cQytYnUWfy7FBN_Abffr8FqUg/s400/hung+moon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505630804352256530" border="0" /></a>Because I always thought you hung the moon. Definition:<br /><br /><h2>Idiom Definitions for 'Hung the moon'</h2> <hr /> <div class="idiomdef">If you refer to someone as having hung the moon, you think they are extremely wonderful, or amazing, or good.</div>Trishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09385681165100970711noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1140827588524195154.post-28480018620682635562010-08-10T18:29:00.000-07:002010-08-10T18:54:22.715-07:00reaching out to you reaching out to me<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1PSSwAvgMKGn26Fvc0N_N3UjW1Z80_SDPBnSQX-ohJ69zG8x-xlZpQLAedCfu9bG4in0Deti98hgiWDMf4dDwXzOhN7oMuQIQeoH6RXP0R1YGqFJOIXsicOIb2aP_1FsXV8nfq83bgQ/s1600/Omen+Mew+015.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 366px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1PSSwAvgMKGn26Fvc0N_N3UjW1Z80_SDPBnSQX-ohJ69zG8x-xlZpQLAedCfu9bG4in0Deti98hgiWDMf4dDwXzOhN7oMuQIQeoH6RXP0R1YGqFJOIXsicOIb2aP_1FsXV8nfq83bgQ/s400/Omen+Mew+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503961485133638674" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Reaching out to you...reaching out to me...<br /><br />Moral of the story, I take pretty good photographs, and I paint pretty good...but not so much at the same time. I had a good idea...and I love the texture of the joint compound on the wood....and the paint effects...and I love the original photos....but I lost something in the translation. The heart was there. :-)<br /><br />The song is here....<br /><br />http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lgT1AidzRWMTrishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09385681165100970711noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1140827588524195154.post-4256882350658594302010-04-20T18:40:00.000-07:002010-04-20T18:45:07.518-07:00Pelicans<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7eAygNAuPNdmFXqdIqd1PD1atrkzCskQDSiKdzpKhyphenhyphenfYZs6gmhTP-y1eITeOoNugJGRY_3qIQXXsVYN2gLNBGR9jRxby_IvbPB_Bw1wJIPRdJ7LJb1H_P6GqJamDHMlUMnvdr3KgQWQ/s1600/sebastian+033.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7eAygNAuPNdmFXqdIqd1PD1atrkzCskQDSiKdzpKhyphenhyphenfYZs6gmhTP-y1eITeOoNugJGRY_3qIQXXsVYN2gLNBGR9jRxby_IvbPB_Bw1wJIPRdJ7LJb1H_P6GqJamDHMlUMnvdr3KgQWQ/s400/sebastian+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462400469871706226" border="0" /></a>Pelicans at Sebastian Inlet State Park today, April 20, 2010. Spent a beautiful day there, one of my fav places to go.Trishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09385681165100970711noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1140827588524195154.post-75859294121347346232009-10-19T20:15:00.000-07:002009-10-19T20:17:19.887-07:00Biketoberfest 2<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9jPBXqO3nJNs0BZOsY19s3jnDvEsxUKXv2PxR68DnoW6vTmY2x-456RKipZnWfWDgvDywWlPxYV7szG2xeBOsO0JtB08nTKwm33s4wBEs1gISSCmU8I0zmketzvEhDi3OB0vQRh9N4g/s1600-h/coolbike3.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394515921081613922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9jPBXqO3nJNs0BZOsY19s3jnDvEsxUKXv2PxR68DnoW6vTmY2x-456RKipZnWfWDgvDywWlPxYV7szG2xeBOsO0JtB08nTKwm33s4wBEs1gISSCmU8I0zmketzvEhDi3OB0vQRh9N4g/s400/coolbike3.jpg" /></a> BikeToberfest Oct 2009<br /><div></div>Trishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09385681165100970711noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1140827588524195154.post-85522338810399936322009-10-18T18:06:00.000-07:002009-10-18T18:09:58.106-07:00BikeToberfest<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia0gsi-t91hEZ1kn3vH1t1uBv7THnAzu63cjeCZGmlxbz8FLkQtOqyV68TffcXKr0SkVj-pIOCO-x-sGjvm3QFrSrkeq7ruFAow6bLfB-YbZqiwNTbUa1pS5u0jKsPqIWW4ypAfeEgIg/s1600-h/Sunrise+Moon+026.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394111748185171282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia0gsi-t91hEZ1kn3vH1t1uBv7THnAzu63cjeCZGmlxbz8FLkQtOqyV68TffcXKr0SkVj-pIOCO-x-sGjvm3QFrSrkeq7ruFAow6bLfB-YbZqiwNTbUa1pS5u0jKsPqIWW4ypAfeEgIg/s400/Sunrise+Moon+026.jpg" /></a><br /><div>BikeToberFest October 2009</div>Trishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09385681165100970711noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1140827588524195154.post-77448685754966227032009-10-04T16:09:00.000-07:002009-10-04T16:13:30.290-07:00Giraffe 2<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7w8ly8G2qcvv243VFMYXspkeiyRuTLRuzCd7UeFvc58iOeB13NUDrSyMdNj3I_HOYdwLKTYFuOZNDNHizMfHoFejbHvjtaYZrJsHs0UKDhUirLQiHJekoyH64sxk9M72Fi376Fo0X3w/s1600-h/rafiki1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388886098809765426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7w8ly8G2qcvv243VFMYXspkeiyRuTLRuzCd7UeFvc58iOeB13NUDrSyMdNj3I_HOYdwLKTYFuOZNDNHizMfHoFejbHvjtaYZrJsHs0UKDhUirLQiHJekoyH64sxk9M72Fi376Fo0X3w/s400/rafiki1.jpg" /></a> Rafiki at the Brevard Zoo, October 3, 2009.<br />I got lots of love from Rafiki yesterday at the Brevard Zoo. He is definately my favorite giraffe. He let me pet his face and nuzzled my hands even though he knew I didn't have any giraffe treats for at least 5 minutes. Giraffes are one of my favorite animals (I wonder why? LOL). <br /><div></div>Trishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09385681165100970711noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1140827588524195154.post-14668041510219154552009-08-28T05:09:00.000-07:002009-08-28T05:18:25.619-07:00Surfing up the wrong tree?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiem8Lo7vhbTZTt02UaJ9fUururbNIz0LssGH7DBjX1LVu2OimPO61zlHEk0vOArAGtjK8-1XozpIY0DBb3fpwt7eIh2lCXr80xaWzTPBLZLwT8Ieneen1PRuHi6cAJ5It0MF5wirAGnQ/s1600-h/surfboardtree1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiem8Lo7vhbTZTt02UaJ9fUururbNIz0LssGH7DBjX1LVu2OimPO61zlHEk0vOArAGtjK8-1XozpIY0DBb3fpwt7eIh2lCXr80xaWzTPBLZLwT8Ieneen1PRuHi6cAJ5It0MF5wirAGnQ/s400/surfboardtree1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374986013206058834" border="0" /></a>The music is here : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MoPzjWjBZNY&feature=relatedTrishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09385681165100970711noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1140827588524195154.post-38895388884635056242009-08-27T18:48:00.000-07:002009-08-27T18:55:30.776-07:00One of those days<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXlYkWKjA86p-Awg27qtzVnl_kxgctQeS4hEvsH3NULdzVfIAiAVByPbB77rp_Og6FYrdCpPtQBV5dTlDnSNh314N9GqDrORcvVQxoDj26WQgJGMiH9H_DitGiEOBEoe5b290oIqcHJw/s1600-h/grate2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXlYkWKjA86p-Awg27qtzVnl_kxgctQeS4hEvsH3NULdzVfIAiAVByPbB77rp_Og6FYrdCpPtQBV5dTlDnSNh314N9GqDrORcvVQxoDj26WQgJGMiH9H_DitGiEOBEoe5b290oIqcHJw/s400/grate2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374825962906503778" border="0" /></a>I'll leave this one open to interpretation, the music is here:<br />http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b0tANClatNY<br /><br />Thought about using something from the grate-ful dead...<br />or this one: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b0tANClatNY<br /><br />Guess it depends on your mood...:-)Trishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09385681165100970711noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1140827588524195154.post-30738739206276414972009-08-25T18:07:00.000-07:002009-08-25T18:10:19.611-07:00Birthday Flowers<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK_WVVhyphenhyphenFPAVQy6v3qFO1M8xEP5gdvIG2C0xqFTNmJzMvXPMSO0b5nnFbZpa55Qm8rby8yFlRRLTiMsHsZJgKjUzuiLjXm1YbufOgj5NCWyI96tdRNOtzeyksT9vfFBDY9NxqhfH3bQA/s1600-h/lei1spotlight.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK_WVVhyphenhyphenFPAVQy6v3qFO1M8xEP5gdvIG2C0xqFTNmJzMvXPMSO0b5nnFbZpa55Qm8rby8yFlRRLTiMsHsZJgKjUzuiLjXm1YbufOgj5NCWyI96tdRNOtzeyksT9vfFBDY9NxqhfH3bQA/s400/lei1spotlight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374073221720502354" border="0" /></a>I took this pic with my new camera I got from Dad and Carol for my birthday early this morning before work. They were waiting on the porch for me to put them in the spotlight. Sorry I haven't posted much lately but my camera was broken. Now I feel whole again.Trishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09385681165100970711noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1140827588524195154.post-57981688915540858672009-07-10T05:30:00.000-07:002009-07-10T05:53:03.627-07:00Twelve Steps For Hopeless Romantics Anonymous<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdzjtpkMoRLUwi1NVML7uWZr0mhuQJ2ZJ8T9x3oa8aqlpauWno0DC0a_-rsfVfgY6U9rBzdGHrEZIKXfucKwjeKyyZ9yTre-ah-f_6B5mpJKEA5bN7ec8Si4HNUS1a3UE_ZoqEGfalVw/s1600-h/Aug+04+066.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356811973857050802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdzjtpkMoRLUwi1NVML7uWZr0mhuQJ2ZJ8T9x3oa8aqlpauWno0DC0a_-rsfVfgY6U9rBzdGHrEZIKXfucKwjeKyyZ9yTre-ah-f_6B5mpJKEA5bN7ec8Si4HNUS1a3UE_ZoqEGfalVw/s400/Aug+04+066.JPG" /></a> Venus: Rockledge Gardens: The music is here: <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TVJG-mNP98s">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TVJG-mNP98s</a><br /><br /><div>I've been reading too much lately. I picked up the book "She's just THAT into you " by Linda Sunshine yesterday for some light comedy. This was my favorite part of the book. I decided to share it so that you can also have a laugh.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><em><strong>Twelve Steps For Hopeless Romantics Anonymous</strong></em></div><br /><div>From the Book: she's Just THAT into you by Linda Sunshine</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>1. We admitted that we were powerless over romance-that our love lives had become unmanageable.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>2. Came to believe that Oprah Winfrey and Dr. Phil, two Powers greater than ourselves, could restore us to sanity.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>3. Made a decision to turn our will and our lives over to the care of the first guy who agrees to support us.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>4. Made a searching and fearless moral inventory of every married guy we ever tried to seduce by exposing our skimpy underwear at inappropriate moments.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>5. Admitted to ourselves and another human being the exact nature of the wrongful sexual advances we made on men who were dating our best friends or family members.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>6. Were entirely ready to have our best friend forget the bad stuff we did and focus on the time we remembered her birthday.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>7. Humbly asked that our shortcomings be ignored or at least never again mentioned in our presence.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>8. Made a list of all the men we had stalked, dialed and hung up on, or otherwise maligned at a dinner party or work-related function.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>9. Made direct amends to such people whenever possible except when they were unwilling to ever talk to us again or we were prevented from doing so by a court order.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>10. Continued to take a personal inventory and work diligently at finding someone we could blame for our shortcomings.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><span style="color:#6600cc;">11. Sought through prayer and meditation to stop giving away the milk before he purchased the cow and, speaking of cows, to lose twenty pounds before our next birthday! (My fav)</span></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>12. Having had a spiritual awakening as the result of these steps, we tried to carry this message to all hopeless romantics and to practice these principles in all our future affairs-God willing we have future affairs.</div>Trishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09385681165100970711noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1140827588524195154.post-32962163748571483002009-06-04T15:27:00.000-07:002009-06-04T15:44:23.218-07:00If Today Was your Last day...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYRBSZnZ2Bp_w0RpRzqRWYgmd6tJHw7KB-U-Vk38V1Gfa0yPADCCqG9K2s4dlAZqNfcpQg6jh1V7swiQaqbwCSb4hMBhuW53OGqJmjVug21D7BlBoHtBKtTL6530rBlub7CzfY3JCGXw/s1600-h/roadlesstravelled.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 335px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343604737802991106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYRBSZnZ2Bp_w0RpRzqRWYgmd6tJHw7KB-U-Vk38V1Gfa0yPADCCqG9K2s4dlAZqNfcpQg6jh1V7swiQaqbwCSb4hMBhuW53OGqJmjVug21D7BlBoHtBKtTL6530rBlub7CzfY3JCGXw/s400/roadlesstravelled.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Somewhere Past Blackpoint drive, MI FL (we took a turn and ended up somewhere on a path in Volusia County, but it was soooo worth it.)</div><div>the music is here: <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M0Ia07pu704">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M0Ia07pu704</a></div><div> </div><div>I love the song. Its something to try to live by.</div><div>My Favorite Poem also fits:</div><div><em>The Road Not Taken</em></div><div><span style="color:#990000;">Robert Frost</span></div><div> </div><div>Two roads diverged in a <span style="color:#ffff00;">yellow </span>wood,<br />And sorry I could not travel both<br />And be one traveler, long I stood<br />And looked down one as far as I could<br />To where it bent in the undergrowth;<br />Then took the other, as just as fair,<br />And having perhaps the better claim,<br />Because it was grassy and wanted wear;<br />Though as for that the passing there<br />Had worn them really about the same,<br /><a onclick="javascript:urchinTracker('/internallinks/encouraged_share_button');" href="http://poets.org/tellafriend.php/prmURL/%5Eviewmedia.php%5EprmMID%5E15717"></a><br />And both that morning equally lay<br />In leaves no step had trodden black.<br />Oh, I kept the first for another day!<br />Yet knowing how way leads on to way,<br />I doubted if I should ever come back.<br />I shall be telling this with a sigh<br />Somewhere ages and ages hence:<br />Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--<br />I took the one less traveled by,<br />And that has made all the difference.</div>Trishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09385681165100970711noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1140827588524195154.post-66424443524332032512009-06-02T08:01:00.000-07:002009-06-02T08:22:13.114-07:00Lily<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikktezAOhgbdgJ6h321ZIUefr-64ZPvxOsetgAO1sb9ltfrSD-I3MznA7XKUyi5sPoA4nHV87C4YqDyeESQ7pvTF2dBtlZ9Ul252sLacGO1lIcdtF5SEIfy41MXVY4mgIrcv32lF16rw/s1600-h/August+Lily+2008.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342746202817715570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikktezAOhgbdgJ6h321ZIUefr-64ZPvxOsetgAO1sb9ltfrSD-I3MznA7XKUyi5sPoA4nHV87C4YqDyeESQ7pvTF2dBtlZ9Ul252sLacGO1lIcdtF5SEIfy41MXVY4mgIrcv32lF16rw/s400/August+Lily+2008.jpg" /></a> Rockledge Gardens, August 2008<br />The music is here: <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TCJ4c_kjUB0">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TCJ4c_kjUB0</a><br /><span style="color:#993399;">Now folds the lily all her sweetness up, </span><br /><span style="color:#993399;">And slips into the bosom of the lake; </span><br /><span style="color:#993399;">So fold thyself, my dearest, thou, and slip </span><br /><span style="color:#993399;">Into my bosom, and be lost in me. </span> - <a href="http://www.giga-usa.com/quotes/authors/alfred_tennyson_a001.htm">Lord Alfred Tennyson</a>, The PrincessTrishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09385681165100970711noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1140827588524195154.post-83577676998042171612009-06-01T14:44:00.000-07:002009-06-01T14:55:21.599-07:00Pink Orchids<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVNVA1o5pTnzolvyuU74_QiqoKJOAQKRqyF3lrX0F9uzih47Njmpc2-u4e7t4X1KeUxTmlvcvfuEF4LEu54bJ_3tX9G8D9KcMT2_Kx_tCH0XSeUwugoL5uQ4wEN6LP4gemafmol4ZqZA/s1600-h/pinkorchid3.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342478730428639986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVNVA1o5pTnzolvyuU74_QiqoKJOAQKRqyF3lrX0F9uzih47Njmpc2-u4e7t4X1KeUxTmlvcvfuEF4LEu54bJ_3tX9G8D9KcMT2_Kx_tCH0XSeUwugoL5uQ4wEN6LP4gemafmol4ZqZA/s400/pinkorchid3.jpg" /></a>Pink Orchid, Summer of 2008<br /><a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/a_human_being_isn-t_an_orchid-he_must_draw/161215.html">A human being isn't an orchid, he must draw something from the soil he grows in</a>.<br />Sara Jeannette Duncan<br /><div><span style="color:#ff99ff;">In the marsh pink orchid's faces </span></div><div><span style="color:#ff99ff;">With their coy and dainty graces, </span></div><div><span style="color:#ff99ff;">Lure us to their hiding places-- </span></div><div><span style="color:#ff99ff;">Laugh, O murmuring Spring!</span> - </div><div>Sarah Foster Davis, Summer Song </div><div><span style="color:#006600;">When the emotions are strong one should paint bamboo; in a light mood one should paint the orchid.</span> - </div><div>Chueh Yin </div><div><em>Quotes found on : <a href="http://koti.mbnet.fi/neptunia/quotes/orchids1.htm">http://koti.mbnet.fi/neptunia/quotes/orchids1.htm</a></em></div><div> </div>Trishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09385681165100970711noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1140827588524195154.post-91552779858049799702009-05-30T08:27:00.000-07:002009-05-30T08:34:36.889-07:00Balloons<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNP9Y9YXxLQ8jRt0KUOVvchBPib_8xoPCjzIJzfsocMCPNCPXg9fn3jPYsD-XvD_BNp6hY1hiayy85XP0DcnEVjZRsQn2OOayx3vTVfYz4nEsPeABjxtipqHyBSdjw_mxNadFHE_hI7g/s1600-h/carinaballoons4.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341640012965482386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNP9Y9YXxLQ8jRt0KUOVvchBPib_8xoPCjzIJzfsocMCPNCPXg9fn3jPYsD-XvD_BNp6hY1hiayy85XP0DcnEVjZRsQn2OOayx3vTVfYz4nEsPeABjxtipqHyBSdjw_mxNadFHE_hI7g/s400/carinaballoons4.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4iy8dNTr406G0tVx5I3h0u6fZaLIgmM8afNjYYM4rYC0T4i_gPG7V-rwOqN_j6fEqd01zHg1F74lOwYgxXgVU32a47c4DabGTON1k9Y6ogJWFv_KYyT6sCibhstiGlYKVDdJhwJ6Q-g/s1600-h/samcarinaballons.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 287px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341640023539582946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4iy8dNTr406G0tVx5I3h0u6fZaLIgmM8afNjYYM4rYC0T4i_gPG7V-rwOqN_j6fEqd01zHg1F74lOwYgxXgVU32a47c4DabGTON1k9Y6ogJWFv_KYyT6sCibhstiGlYKVDdJhwJ6Q-g/s400/samcarinaballons.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNZcByq2CKQJ9AZMbqK4qgh1ltRTSsPPkR6-PX1v2icaj25s1LU3zzGsTaam6vBig3Ke4M4iy0eXIEvwEWmxYzmOcUcKR1XpSJjjRlFF_GLbWuU5MVibuT_l08phZJGGvlh6ON0pHWVg/s1600-h/carinaballons2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 345px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341640005643841186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNZcByq2CKQJ9AZMbqK4qgh1ltRTSsPPkR6-PX1v2icaj25s1LU3zzGsTaam6vBig3Ke4M4iy0eXIEvwEWmxYzmOcUcKR1XpSJjjRlFF_GLbWuU5MVibuT_l08phZJGGvlh6ON0pHWVg/s400/carinaballons2.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj21Xo_At7AZ9UGy348K85vgVPHouz0q6dAEWNYh72AO3DMBquYORlLhf-5IuNSoOuFLQkIjpHkv7jDxmp48sEi4_LgvZAanu6GBQWi2XUWH4AAMCRmgAFxgapPRwf5bGNVg83V2U5OUA/s1600-h/carinaballons.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 345px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341640001825578498" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj21Xo_At7AZ9UGy348K85vgVPHouz0q6dAEWNYh72AO3DMBquYORlLhf-5IuNSoOuFLQkIjpHkv7jDxmp48sEi4_LgvZAanu6GBQWi2XUWH4AAMCRmgAFxgapPRwf5bGNVg83V2U5OUA/s400/carinaballons.jpg" /></a> Balloons for Carina's Birthday. The music is here: <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=14IRDDnEPR4">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=14IRDDnEPR4</a></div><div> </div><div>For those of you wondering, my son is back to normal :-)<br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>Trishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09385681165100970711noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1140827588524195154.post-24829683261941243282009-05-29T05:30:00.000-07:002009-05-29T05:37:35.758-07:00Sunset 2<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmNTB2ugTSBtmaB2TL_5g18uKxRjgiZ92WyXPuUzODGq7IaKyE8LArqGzEKgUDPQnianVEr92OiINfAEQGtALOM145GIvOynkeJwd96I5qBFmrh6uXVqkKANIN6_pz9dZmXe1C2SPuGw/s1600-h/sunset3.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341223479009471954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmNTB2ugTSBtmaB2TL_5g18uKxRjgiZ92WyXPuUzODGq7IaKyE8LArqGzEKgUDPQnianVEr92OiINfAEQGtALOM145GIvOynkeJwd96I5qBFmrh6uXVqkKANIN6_pz9dZmXe1C2SPuGw/s400/sunset3.jpg" /></a> My daughter, Rebecca (Becky) took this shot. She is very into sky pictures and she is getting very good at taking them. I then played with it in a photo editing software to bring out the colors that were there. I love the end product. <br />The music is here : <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OMxHBcqAFro">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OMxHBcqAFro</a><br /><div></div>Trishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09385681165100970711noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1140827588524195154.post-85012636865911859492009-05-28T06:50:00.000-07:002009-05-28T06:58:56.269-07:00The Sky is Yours<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUpraRuu5tUTHlc8fc2AtJSAh4uJiz7twv7NoM9xiVVsck5fHGBOQS7T9oSoJSYHZXWHNDN5dtLJQTjcyk0xwKF5zhJpXctLRXbfBRIN4VbGslera9G4Pt9fwPClUaRl9RMKj_PZt4jA/s1600-h/sunset4.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340872721903150290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUpraRuu5tUTHlc8fc2AtJSAh4uJiz7twv7NoM9xiVVsck5fHGBOQS7T9oSoJSYHZXWHNDN5dtLJQTjcyk0xwKF5zhJpXctLRXbfBRIN4VbGslera9G4Pt9fwPClUaRl9RMKj_PZt4jA/s400/sunset4.jpg" /></a> May 28, Satellite Beach, FL<br />The music is here: <a href="http://www.imeem.com/jasonmraz/video/AErsgnSU/jason-mraz-im-yours-official-video-music-video/">http://www.imeem.com/jasonmraz/video/AErsgnSU/jason-mraz-im-yours-official-video-music-video/</a><br /><div></div>Trishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09385681165100970711noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1140827588524195154.post-23004407060994240232009-05-27T21:30:00.000-07:002009-05-27T21:49:45.207-07:00No More Drama!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvjJdqZ3LwkDL5GPGne1RZFy7uSE5Rbr_FTrP0afAhPn6UPftbRLPQoLII4k1uiT5NbV9mkOcX6KRW5SVzu35zlVbmFMJRxEXcfUfGE-HZOTKUAPI2rw4XxBDUC1h6W75gK61F8HSZ_Q/s1600-h/Drama1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340728201884083650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvjJdqZ3LwkDL5GPGne1RZFy7uSE5Rbr_FTrP0afAhPn6UPftbRLPQoLII4k1uiT5NbV9mkOcX6KRW5SVzu35zlVbmFMJRxEXcfUfGE-HZOTKUAPI2rw4XxBDUC1h6W75gK61F8HSZ_Q/s400/Drama1.jpg" /></a> May 28, 2009 Satellite Beach, FL <br />Music is here: I was thinking this: <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uh1tsN1KmJA">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uh1tsN1KmJA</a> but this will work too....<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BZ9uCiPBIWc">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BZ9uCiPBIWc</a> .<br /><br />Pic should be self explanatory. Spent the day getting stuff done and then relaxing. Spent the evening waiting for the waves to wash away the drama and stress. It helped. You should try it.Trishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09385681165100970711noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1140827588524195154.post-3047156286788717172009-05-25T10:01:00.000-07:002009-05-25T11:06:47.301-07:00Happy Birthday Carina!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4faQg6TJkz4T0Iwb3l8ZMWznUI0ZgTzltAAhxUU7WTpwi8iYlXmxqOrv46JbxcbSuPxwrW0TMV0O3rb-0UuDCOMCOjn16EshyyNR1qn_RnommLB-u5iurKKo9zA1GVV4AEdTTaXRlpA/s1600-h/32e7.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339824541150615682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4faQg6TJkz4T0Iwb3l8ZMWznUI0ZgTzltAAhxUU7WTpwi8iYlXmxqOrv46JbxcbSuPxwrW0TMV0O3rb-0UuDCOMCOjn16EshyyNR1qn_RnommLB-u5iurKKo9zA1GVV4AEdTTaXRlpA/s400/32e7.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4lxe7HCDsKzF09ew6EeiS8dAcpHPc2n6Yj15r163TPmpGEvuDCC73_VCtgKUWJMDwjUO9D-ubDGsaeru2Gmy1ROFPcDP7H2r42-Oj3vAe6OO5-fhWlsemu95M2U_GTOWLC5lsnLDSMw/s1600-h/IMG_0015.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339824543640246482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4lxe7HCDsKzF09ew6EeiS8dAcpHPc2n6Yj15r163TPmpGEvuDCC73_VCtgKUWJMDwjUO9D-ubDGsaeru2Gmy1ROFPcDP7H2r42-Oj3vAe6OO5-fhWlsemu95M2U_GTOWLC5lsnLDSMw/s400/IMG_0015.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhckHzVL18KVgUSDxxuI64tD6882KoKhDjDw_Yl2_YEOj90NgX9e58qQsnLTmPVkYimJQ58qO0l6lLoT_bv98iSDfKzC9WdsfqubDjwar9TwPLACHJNuYuRs4TAi60YGpSGYDgNL6e1bg/s1600-h/PICT0208.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339808524743321346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhckHzVL18KVgUSDxxuI64tD6882KoKhDjDw_Yl2_YEOj90NgX9e58qQsnLTmPVkYimJQ58qO0l6lLoT_bv98iSDfKzC9WdsfqubDjwar9TwPLACHJNuYuRs4TAi60YGpSGYDgNL6e1bg/s400/PICT0208.JPG" /></a> My baby girl is 6 today. I can't believe it. Life goes by so quickly. Before I know it she will be in college. The music is here <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SiICITvwaow">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SiICITvwaow</a><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Trishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09385681165100970711noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1140827588524195154.post-22808766732518118822009-05-21T15:48:00.001-07:002009-05-21T16:05:30.790-07:00Tumultuous<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3UgS0RpQXh_6TUaNAnJvCesXfdxVlN7-zbEP7dqpbsBtWeQEU4_C4Q5FOI3s2NV7wD6pWWed-Kk54c8yrcIjmqglnf8tC5ySuFw-_K2x93KrpnDWoydqJ1qVUqWHyUFTpaxTYzLN8XA/s1600-h/on+the+rocks2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338413164623582978" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3UgS0RpQXh_6TUaNAnJvCesXfdxVlN7-zbEP7dqpbsBtWeQEU4_C4Q5FOI3s2NV7wD6pWWed-Kk54c8yrcIjmqglnf8tC5ySuFw-_K2x93KrpnDWoydqJ1qVUqWHyUFTpaxTYzLN8XA/s400/on+the+rocks2.jpg" /></a>Tumultuous:<br />Definition:<br />Marked by unrest or disturbance.<br />Synonyms:<br />stormy, tempestuous<br /> Sebastian Inlet May 2009 (Under the jetti)<br />The music is here: <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w2XcqKaXDIY">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w2XcqKaXDIY</a><br />A replay, I know...but my week's theme song I think.<br />I'm off tomorrow....think I will go crawl in bed and pull the covers up over my head now.Trishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09385681165100970711noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1140827588524195154.post-25693438335827075192009-05-19T17:46:00.000-07:002009-05-19T17:57:08.552-07:00Reflections<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJh0uQ_f4C9J1aFQMCo6wnujifpjr4aCTJKXCfWz1diLWtXgBa_ymfHHbSRxixuOdYcccQEB3oDQ6gCrlUnFf7Rd1Fcbb6D-mZ2n-Xa_o6E_3lTXaE92BkDbMXdDXeLYLP89l2-P9IRw/s1600-h/reflections1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 260px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337703047589881458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJh0uQ_f4C9J1aFQMCo6wnujifpjr4aCTJKXCfWz1diLWtXgBa_ymfHHbSRxixuOdYcccQEB3oDQ6gCrlUnFf7Rd1Fcbb6D-mZ2n-Xa_o6E_3lTXaE92BkDbMXdDXeLYLP89l2-P9IRw/s400/reflections1.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Blackpoint Wildlife Drive, MI, Florida</div><div>the music is here: <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2Y4NTXT96EM">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2Y4NTXT96EM</a></div><div>In a reflective mood....moody. Feelin old. Tomorrow will be better.</div>Trishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09385681165100970711noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1140827588524195154.post-12793899865764392832009-05-19T04:18:00.001-07:002009-05-19T04:22:17.418-07:00Naughty<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiakFOrAWYHt_s9dRSZdBKREI51XMVSMz33WnPILXYkzmlH_-2GOOkVdmuZTFZdWNjU-v_AGnWQ1DJGpDPsYliNEWn25QonZLOARLdKa6nb8ZZbjSMaQncoku9JiTwopcRYdVQqRhgMvw/s1600-h/Naughty.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337493350046767586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiakFOrAWYHt_s9dRSZdBKREI51XMVSMz33WnPILXYkzmlH_-2GOOkVdmuZTFZdWNjU-v_AGnWQ1DJGpDPsYliNEWn25QonZLOARLdKa6nb8ZZbjSMaQncoku9JiTwopcRYdVQqRhgMvw/s400/Naughty.jpg" /></a><br /><div><u>Naughty: Brevard Zoo</u></div><div>I love this picture. The mother jag was staring at something off to the side, and the baby kept trying to play with her. </div>Trishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09385681165100970711noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1140827588524195154.post-65197301063383384872009-05-18T07:37:00.000-07:002009-05-18T07:48:39.193-07:00Adrift<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 209px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337174684122250418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivri6bYmCGN2PzTBbceJZVv5oGWb93lIKdajxnBHYE7skhb0mCaukpIrTi3hw0GJA2J7OMrTMsLClIoc3gPJC0ppYpH2DUI0IcrXwWsMfR9TYO5bvFkg3n9aizKF3cf14AH9w9zYBP4w/s400/spread.jpg" /><br />Beautiful spread<br />Blackpoint wildlife drive, MI, Florida.<br />The music is here: <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sMqjGywYOI8&feature=PlayList&p=C6BA18D66762C86E&playnext=1&playnext_from=PL&index=1">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sMqjGywYOI8&feature=PlayList&p=C6BA18D66762C86E&playnext=1&playnext_from=PL&index=1</a><br /><div><br /><br /><div></div></div>Trishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09385681165100970711noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1140827588524195154.post-86163072496008078062009-05-16T09:02:00.000-07:002009-05-16T09:09:11.064-07:00Feeling Purple<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGVYYwYO2P8q_7GyVieapem-VMsocrZDMIqIaCUUgYZ4k2liTVJgCcaPs7r0Q5dWQM8vkE_Do8UURBI4hywTAj945iVCN7jfevF5d4BnsQ3O2LCSxWGdfTZ6bHTpggqffzncI5V8CoDg/s1600-h/the+necklace.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 284px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336453217492042402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGVYYwYO2P8q_7GyVieapem-VMsocrZDMIqIaCUUgYZ4k2liTVJgCcaPs7r0Q5dWQM8vkE_Do8UURBI4hywTAj945iVCN7jfevF5d4BnsQ3O2LCSxWGdfTZ6bHTpggqffzncI5V8CoDg/s400/the+necklace.jpg" /></a><br /><div><span style="color:#993399;">My mother's day gift (the necklace). It's definately going to end up in a painting. One of the best. If this post had a song, it would be purple rain by Prince...but Prince doesn't like his songs on youtube...so just imagine it I guess.</span></div>Trishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09385681165100970711noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1140827588524195154.post-11099798899823370982009-05-16T07:12:00.000-07:002009-05-16T07:46:13.554-07:00The Kiss<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmBiYZUftCT_AVbYkUqThYZ2r0_zK4OPWbzNJwbi399P_yxeNTXF2TbNCLMNU4P7UAPA1gEfFaadlSVrgt4sCkUthTiLWPoooo9vClUK8_I5Y5jOdrnWtupUJREXcEreW7CCro9hCH8g/s1600-h/misc+068.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336425323471206690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmBiYZUftCT_AVbYkUqThYZ2r0_zK4OPWbzNJwbi399P_yxeNTXF2TbNCLMNU4P7UAPA1gEfFaadlSVrgt4sCkUthTiLWPoooo9vClUK8_I5Y5jOdrnWtupUJREXcEreW7CCro9hCH8g/s400/misc+068.JPG" /></a><br /><div>Brevard Zoo. The music is here <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=32rasDF7jtQ">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=32rasDF7jtQ</a></div><div>and here: <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NJJQpSzDgC0">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NJJQpSzDgC0</a></div><div></div><div>The giraffe is one of my favorite creatures. Anyone care to guess why??? Ever since the zoo added their giraffes I have been in heaven. </div>Trishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09385681165100970711noreply@blogger.com1