I am going to try REALLY REALLY hard never to make another Political Statement on this page again, life is too screwed up to Rant about Negative things… If living in California becomes too hard financially then it’ll be time to leave, I’m outnumbered in this state to make a difference… So I’ll try to keep my statements to Photography – My Dog – Sailing and whatever kicks me in the face…. Now even though this is at Day Dream level only I sit and think – Wood hulled Vintage Sail Boats or the Easier to take care of Fiberglass Boats.. When I was young my first car was a 1948 Ford Woody and I’ve whined about selling it every day of my life..LOL – so when I think of Sailboats I think about that Woody… this is a 1949 Vintage Wooden Hulled Phillip Rhodes 34 foot Cruiser that reminds me of the Ol Woody….
I’m not sure I like the Cockpit, you’re sitting on the Deck instead of a bench.. but it still is a beautiful boat.
You never step down into your Lifeboat, you always step Up.
Well it’s not quite Summer but already getting Hot, (90’s) during the Day, so we took Freedom to the Groomers and she really cut it short (as requested by us), his hair grows about a inch or so a month so the shorter the better, hopeful this will last through the Summer but I know he feels a lot better, you can tell by the way he acts that he feels better and he even ate more of his Dinner than he has been. So here is his not fancy but functional haircut.
My Heart goes out to the victims and Families of the Manchester Arena Terrorist Bombing – The World is about to learn the Tolerance of Preaching Hatred. These were mostly little Girls who had gone to see their Idol sing— very very sad.
Hark ! The Conquistadors have returned, disguised but still speaking their Native Tongue.
They have come for what you have built, they want what you have done.
Lord Moonbeam says give them what they want or I will levy taxes upon you and take away your homes.
But Lord Moonbeam I am so old and can barely survive, how can I give more, me with these tired weary bones.
Quiet Old Man, Old Woman you have more than you deserve, you no longer pay me, it’s the Conquistadors that I serve.
I will build a train to nowhere with the money I took from you,
I will replace the old and weary with someone new.
And so it was, The Conquistadors have finally won, the old were driven away, away from the Sun.
This is My very first attempt to writing a Poem, I hope you enjoyed it. I’ve been reading too much Neil Gaiman…LOL.
The Purpose of Language is to convey an idea from one person to another, the purpose of the written word is to be able to do the same while not being present. When people correct punctuation and structure of the written word in a comment in a unstructured place like online they are totally wasting everyone’s time, if the idea was properly conveyed from the writer to the reader there is nothing more. Stop wasting people’s time with High School Grammar rules, we no longer need someone correcting our thoughts, if this bothers you get out your red pencil and spend some time reading Mark Twain.
On this particular day this has many meanings…. ~Peace~