Once We Were Faeries

My three canine children....left to right..Our newest adoptee sweet little mischief maker Pink, Charlotte, the little princess of the three, and Rusty, the brain and mastermind.

It isn't the bugs eating the berries or the reason the Lilies aren't blooming.....Pink discovered my berries...and a pot of Lilies. She loves to sit on anything that's elevated.

Comfort Zone.....Anonymous

I used to have a comfort zone

where I knew I couldn't fail,

The same four walls of busy work

were really more like a jail

I longed so much to do the things

I'd never done before,

But I stayed inside my comfort zone

and paced the same old floor

I said it didn't matter

that I wasn't doing much,

I said I didn't care for things

like diamonds or furs and such

I claimed to be so busy

with the things inside my zone,

But deep inside I longed for

something special of my own

I couldn't let my life go by

just watching others win,

I held my breath and stepped outside

to let the change begin

I took a step and with new strength

I'd never felt before,

I kissed my comfort zone good bye

and closed and locked the door

"Say Cheese"

Hope is the thing with feathers.....

Hope is the thing with feathers

That perches in the soul,

And sings the tune without the words,

And never stops at all,

And sweetest in the gale is heard;

And sore must be the storm

That could abash the little bird

That kept so many warm.

Emily Dickenson

Courage doesn't always roar. Sometimes courage is the little voice at the end of the day that says I'll try again tomorrow. ~Mary Anne Radmacher

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