i was born into a Human Bee Hive. Just as bees are struggling to survive in our toxic environments; i have had battles with the pollutions & Chemicals so prevalent in every aspect of daily life.
Join me as i emerge from the "fog" of a bug bombed life, on this "flight of the Bumble Bee".
Saturday, September 17, 2011
So What does a pair of fuzzy sockies
have to do with 49er ?
What is a 49er ?
Actually it's not a What but a Who?
and in all truth here, the Sockies are Not fuzzy
the cell phone photo IS
We still have not decided on the camera we need.... plus ... we are still looking to move.... SOoo... we're saving some of that green paper stuff in order to invest in our home-stead.
So here, You get to look at my latest wall ornament from my sister who lives in a colder climate and remembers how "little sis" loves a pair of sockies.
Since moving here to this 'dry and weary land' my circulation has improved exponentially to the point where my feet are SO Hot i am always on the lookout for a cool puddle to slosh around in.
Winter Will cool down enough for the wearing of these cuties
but right now i run about mostly barefoot...like i did when i was a kid.
This makes me happy.
The card on the socks says
Yeah...that just about describes me alright! Haha!
So .... (i've been So-ing allot lately ;)
Along about July,
this certain person crossed over the desert and while searching to make a move to a high-desert valley
She realized she had become a
So...as i awaken each day; this time a couple of months passed;
i find i Am much like a Prospector in my 49th year on this earth.
Hubbee and i are prospectin'
for a Homestead
and getting close to paydirt.
or a day.
Each day we awake and ask
Whether you turn to the right or to the left,
your ears will hear a voice behind you,
"This is the way; walk in it."
Thanks for letting me share this tiny tale in the Big scheme of things.
Life is a blast... isn't it?
(49ers use blasting caps don't they?)
Life is a
Thanks to my sister Rita for bee-ing my solid gold nugget of sweetness and light.
For sending me sockies to keep my once frozen feet warm.