OLD BARN in Outlet, Ontario, by Mary Stebbins
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9 comments:
Old barns make me think of Scott for some reason--I guess because he loves farms and farming.
Hi Pea! (And hi Scott!) and hi to anyone else reading this!!!
I am back from camping at Charleston Lake and I recommend it to anyone who likes camping a nature, only maybe not in July. It is good, in a way, to be back. The bugs were wretched and annoying.
Scott doesn't do any actual farming. I wonder if he could have a small truck farm on his land. Hmm.
I wish Scott a carreer he could love. And GOOD HEALTH! and love.
Mary
I only want to talk him into it if he likes the idea and would enjoy it--farming is hard work and dangerous. It requires lots of time and dedication. But you have the reward of being your own boss. Of feeding other people, too.
Well, only Scott can make make choices for Scott. Each of us can only make choices for ourselves (and our minor children). Like I just told Graham he should have a glass of milk before he has some soda. Small choices, but important ones over a lifetime of making them.
I hope whatever you do today brings your satisfaction and pleasure.
Sometimes, when we hurt, it feels as if we have always hurt and will never be better. I have felt this way on a number of occasions. SOmetimes, in this state, people may even commit suicide because they think nothing will ever improve. But things almost always imporve. They certainly always have for me so far, and for other people I have observed. I expect, hope and pray they will for you as well.
Perhaps you could write or paint your pain?
Not to sound mean or uncaring, but that is life. That's what life is often like. You know you're alive when you experience things deeply.
I'm a "crybaby" too. Lots of things make me cry, not only things in my life, but books and movies and things I hear on the radio.
Don't run from it--embrace it. Write about it--and keep trying.
Some people say that when you are a "whole person," when you feel comfortable living alone, then you will find a love. DO you pray about it? Leave offerings? Do magic?
How old is your son? DO you thank him for being so sensitive and kind?
My son is 11 and will be 12 in March so they are close in age. They would probably play nicely together.
You can do "Christian magic" to open a deep place in your soul for partnership, but it is wrong, I think, to do love spells on a certain individual, because of the chance you might compromise their freedom. Instead, a magnet spell to draw a mutual love.
Crying and laughing are signs of deep feeling and show that you are living fully. I hope you laugh freely too!
This picture of an old barn reminds me of " Little House on the Prairie" and the Ingalls family.
Sometimes, i wish i had lived during those times when life seems uncomplicated, people were nice, kind and warm, unlike today that people doesn't seem to care at all.
It's hard to know how people were in another time--in some ways, things may have been better. My guess is that people are (and were) people, loving, kind, angry, hateful, full of joys and pains, beautiful and flawed.
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