Wash Day

Like everyone after a long trip I needed to wash clothes. Loaded up my brand new washer turned it on and water out every seam none in the tub.
No problem move all the clothes to Lil Adorable wash and rinse. Hang on the line go in for the last shirt. Clothesline broke all the clothes are in the dirt. No problem again. Spray them off with the hose and hang off the plastic laundry basket. Go out to check laundry and swarms of killer bees loving my laundry.
NOW THAT’S A PROBLEM.

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Ireland Adventure

Been in Ireland for awhile now. Thought I’d share a bit of the beauty with you.

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An Abbly with a long history of love and romance now inhabited and maintained by nuns.

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Cliffs of Mohor

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Village road.

Attack pre-dawn

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I awoke at 3:30 this morning to the sound of a locomotive doing some heavy breathing outside my window.
Immediately I knew what it was and although I am sure they could smell me I didn’t want them to know I was here. There is only a thin skin of aluminum between us and didn’t want to find out how easily they could pierce it.
I heard the destruction continue for 2 hours before they moved on or I fell back asleep.
About 7 AM I parted the curtain to look out.

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Giant hoof prints confirmed it was wise not to have gone out or even peeked.
Strapping on a weapon I am sure would have maintained my defenclessness I entered a world of destruction.
Obviously, they do not like solar lights. Almost all were broken or pulled out.

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Every prickly pear cactus was uprooted and eaten.

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Check the top which had to have been nearly 5′ tall.  That IS a bite.

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Wanton destruction of non edibles.

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And the multple piles deposited

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I hope it was just a travel path and they will not return.

No Way!

No way! I’m not renting my yurt to a deer. Not even a giant, intimidating one who looked at me like I was nutz when I told her she needs to leave.

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And how’s your day going?

Woke up saw a mouse in my sticky trap take his last breath, showered with a black widow, found 3 left and one right glove, had no water but it mysteriously returned 10 minutes later. Walked to friends house heard but could find one large loud rattlesnake. So how has your day been so far? 💖

Spelunking in Tombstone

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My visitors are getting ready to go down into the Tombstone silver mine.

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Tag Lines

Blogging 101 assignment is to add or change a tag line. They suggest that it be funny, a pun, mostly eye catching and defining.  I call myself a Dream Dancer, an urban shaman because that is what I do and am. I tell visual stories, dance dreams into reality and I am a construction worker building an artist retreat on 10 acs of mountainous desert.

I have learned about medicine from nature, including herbs, aromatherapy, homeobotanicals, and essential oils. I practice energetic healing and have lived and worked on many reservations in the southwest, west and Alaska. Studied with Tibetan monks, Chinese medicine and energy worker, psychics, from my grandmother and father.

I am Russian Gypsy/Mongolian decent and have a rich history as a family of fighters for justice. Personally, I have lived in many countries with indigenous people of the area and learned not just medicinal practices but stories and art, dance food a new or different way of life. Within that I have seen the sameness that ties us together, the silver threads of time and wind.

I carry joy and sorrow. I have raised two children one of whom loves and respects me the other finds me an embarrassment at the best of times, mostly I am an abject of hate. I have been divorced, broken hearted, lost, struggled to recover my spirit until now when I have found a place of tranquility, peace and adventure.

I like to see the good in others acknowledge anther’s spirit, to walk in Beauty, or balance with all things.

I want to write the poem that makes you cry, paint the picture that brings you joy and create a sculpture/environment that shakes your reality . Drop a curtain that opens the tunnel so when you emerge from the cave you no longer are who you always have been but step into your being and are who you have always been.

I do not know how to write a tag line to express than and I do not wish it to be funny or cute nor to be a pun. I want to touch your heart so you can feel my whispers.

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