And what is so rare as a day in June?
then, if ever, come perfect days
and Heaven try the earth if it be in tune
and over it softly her warm ear lays.

Warrior, it is June. The month they write poems about.
It's too beautiful out to be angry or annoyed at anyone. This includes me.

I'd like to issue an apology to you for my juvenile remarks about your artwork. God knows, you're a better artist than I.

I don't always agree with what you say. It sometimes annoys me, how you say things. I dislike the way the forums have turned kinda mean lately. I include myself in the sometimes meanness.

But i wish you well. Life is very short you know. Enjoy what time we have here.

Morning's at seven
the hillside's dew-pearled
God's in his heaven
all's right with the world.

Robert Burns

Wow Ren, that is really gracious and warm.... fabulous really.

And I have to say it does not surprise me at all.

You just started my day off on a really good mental note.

Thanks. I hope your day is as your post is.

And what is so rare as a day in June?
then, if ever, come perfect days
and Heaven try the earth if it be in tune
and over it softly her warm ear lays.

Warrior, it is June. The month they write poems about.
It's too beautiful out to be angry or annoyed at anyone. This includes me.

I'd like to issue an apology to you for my juvenile remarks about your artwork. God knows, you're a better artist than I.

I don't always agree with what you say. It sometimes annoys me, how you say things. I dislike the way the forums have turned kinda mean lately. I include myself in the sometimes meanness.

But i wish you well. Life is very short you know. Enjoy what time we have here.

Morning's at seven
the hillside's dew-pearled
God's in his heaven
all's right with the world.

Robert Burns

Wow that takes a lot of guts Rendova. It was very sincere and from the heart and you have just took down all my defensive barriers in one broad stroke.
I am sorry I have said things that may have rubbed you the wrong way. I just try to get things off my chest and unless people are personally attacking me it is never mean to hurt anyone personally the things I say. I do not mean to generalize and of course if that is not who you are it doesn't include you.

June is beautiful. In Seattle it Rains almost daily here a constant drizzle and overcast skies but in June there are about 2 weeks where the sun is free of it's confines an shows it full glory. I wish I could take my little girls to the park but I do not get my license till next week but maybe we can have lunch on the patio or something :)

Rain loves to run she is so cute but I get so scared because she is still a little climbsy at 3 and sometimes she falls and it breaks my heart. I run up to her and give her hugs and cuddles and kisses on her bandaid then we go home with the first aid kit and I put some anti-bacteria oinment on it while she sits on my lap and I softly but a little band-aid on her boo boo.

i think i'm going to be ill :(

i think i'm going to be ill :(

LMAO.....Mikey, behave!

:)
Kimi

i think i'm going to be ill :(


Poor Mikey!


Here's a poem for y'all

The Geranium

When I put her out, once, by the garbage pail,
She looked so limp and bedraggled,
So foolish and trusting, like a sick poodle,
Or a wizened aster in late September,
I brought her back in again
For a new routine--
Vitamins, water, and whatever
Sustenance seemed sensible
At the time: she'd lived
So long on gin, bobbie pins, half-smoked cigars, dead beer,
Her shriveled petals falling
On the faded carpet, the stale
Steak grease stuck to her fuzzy leaves.
(Dried-out, she creaked like a tulip.)

The things she endured!--
The dumb dames shrieking half the night
Or the two of us, alone, both seedy,
Me breathing booze at her,
She leaning out of her pot toward the window.

Near the end, she seemed almost to hear me--
And that was scary--
So when that snuffling cretin of a maid
Threw her, pot and all, into the trash-can,
I said nothing.

But I sacked the presumptuous hag the next week,
I was that lonely.


Theodore Roethke

LMAO.....Mikey, behave!

:)
Kimi
sure i will...if you pay mah phone bill for me:flowers:

sure i will...if you pay mah phone bill for me:flowers:

She can pay my Verizon bill for me and I would be ECSTATIC!!! :D

Sorry - you two are on your own there. And, why would I pay your phone bill, Mikey? Have you been making those calls to the '900' numbers again?

:)
Kimi

Sorry - you two are on your own there. And, why would I pay your phone bill, Mikey? Have you been making those calls to the '900' numbers again?

:)
Kimi
it's worse than that, Snookums...i let it slide for a couple of months...whoops!

the calls to South Africa don't help either, but i can deduct those ;)

Poor Mikey!


Here's a poem for y'all

The Geranium

When I put her out, once, by the garbage pail,
She looked so limp and bedraggled,
So foolish and trusting, like a sick poodle,
Or a wizened aster in late September,
I brought her back in again
For a new routine--
Vitamins, water, and whatever
Sustenance seemed sensible
At the time: she'd lived
So long on gin, bobbie pins, half-smoked cigars, dead beer,
Her shriveled petals falling
On the faded carpet, the stale
Steak grease stuck to her fuzzy leaves.
(Dried-out, she creaked like a tulip.)

The things she endured!--
The dumb dames shrieking half the night
Or the two of us, alone, both seedy,
Me breathing booze at her,
She leaning out of her pot toward the window.

Near the end, she seemed almost to hear me--
And that was scary--
So when that snuffling cretin of a maid
Threw her, pot and all, into the trash-can,
I said nothing.

But I sacked the presumptuous hag the next week,
I was that lonely.


Theodore Roethke
ROFLMAO... good one, Mary. But it reminds me more of Corey than Mikey.

:)
SMW

it's worse than that, Snookums...i let it slide for a couple of months...whoops!

the calls to South Africa don't help either, but i can deduct those ;)

Uh Oh....

Poor baby......

I still can't pay your phone bill for you, though.....but, here's some :flowers:

:)

Uh Oh....

Poor baby......

I still can't pay your phone bill for you, though.....but, here's some :flowers:

:)
thank you, Snookums ;)

thank you, Snookums ;)

mmmmmmmmmmwwwaaaaahhhhhh

You're welcome, sugar pie.....

:)
Kimi

Tis the month of June
Many women to swoon
Just sing em a tune
And their yours

EZ.

I once knew a soldier in Korea
Who feared he would catch gonorrhea
He was caught in the grip
of a fear of the drip
So he played Hand Solo to a poster of Princess Leia

*ow*

http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/4/4c/Leiabikini.jpg

Back in our younger days, hubby once wrote a poem called "Ode to a Turd."

I won't repeat it here but it did rhyme.