February 27, Varmit Huntin’

February 27, 2010 by Puna  
Filed under Photography

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She’s my huntin’ dawg.

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She’s good at huntin’ rabbits.

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And them squirrels will see their maker soon.

Weird things have been happening to my speech lately. She was down there a while, I was getting a little worried. I was starting to imagine all the horror movies I had seen in my life…eeeeek.

Posted on SOOC Saturday.

I Am…

February 26, 2010 by Puna  
Filed under Photography, Signatures

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I am: an unsure, geeky, fretting, and at times anxious person
who is secure in knowing I am and happy about it.
I think: I have about 54 years or more to live
I know: there is heaven
I want: my children to pick up the clothes off of their floor
I have: an addiction to chocolate covered raisins
I dislike: unfriendly people.
I miss: the warm sun and green grass
I fear: my children’s first heart break. I know it will happen, I just want to stop it somehow
I feel: not enough at times. Too busy to feel. It’s not good.
I hear: the wind whipping through my rafters. I hope no more roof tiles come off.
I smell: my fake burning candle. It smells like pine.
I crave: my mother’s cooking
I usually: say something dumb when I have to speak in public
I search: for missing socks. All. The. Time. Where in the world do they go?
I wonder: why God didn’t make me taller. I would love to be taller.
I regret: never knowing my biological father
I love: that not knowing doesn’t change who I am.
I care: about not caring enough
I am always: searching
I worry: quite a lot about my kids’ futures
I remember: streets of Rome
I have: about three calendars that I would like to consolidate into one
I dance: a jig which embarrasses my kids
I sing: in the car and I find my kids complaining less and less about it. Perhaps they are resigned?
Or can they not hear me with their iPods in?
I don’t always: listen to authority
I argue: politics only with people who have open minds
I write: because my muse won’t let me go until I do
I lose: my cell phone constantly
I wish: all my loved ones in heaven
I listen: to the silent sounds of sadness
I don’t understand: how the universe can at times be so unfair
I can usually be found: or not found in one place for very long
I am scared: that my husband will die before I do and leave me alone
I need: at least a half an hour each day to be by myself
I forget: that not everyone wants to hear what I want to say
I am happy: for the life I have
I found this over at emma tree. And I loved her answers. You should play…and link to let me know so I can read your answers too. I wish a wonderful weekend for all of you!

February 23, Lucky Hands

February 23, 2010 by Puna  
Filed under Photography

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The girl has this weird ability to find four leaf clovers where ever we are. And when I say where ever, I mean WHERE EVER.

At the park.

At the grocery store sidewalk.

At the neighbor’s yard during a picnic.

Anywhere Sam I am.

I can’t wait until we see some green so that she can start finding them again.

This is my entry for this week’s iHeartfaces photo contest.

Maybe I’ll get lucky?

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February 22, The Last Of Winter

February 22, 2010 by Puna  
Filed under My Project 365

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Posted on Little Red House for Mosaic Monday.

This is the last winter mosaic I am doing this year, so help me God.

February 21, Follow You

February 21, 2010 by Puna  
Filed under My Project 365

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“You live among the least of these,
the weary and the weak,
and it would be
a tragedy for me to turn away.”

“On my knees You have supply,
When I was dead you gave me life,
How could I not give it away so freely?”

“And I’ll…”

“Follow You into the homes of the broken,
Follow You into the world,
Meet the needs for the poor and the needy God,
Follow You into the world.”

Follow You by Leeland

These words have been on my heart all morning, from the minute I woke up, into my daily walk and to the writing of this post. I will take it that God wants to affirm the reason why I am here, to serve and follow Him.

And I haven’t even been to church yet. I better bring a kleenex.

Posted on Spiritual Sunday.

And I just found Sunday Citar  at Fresh Mommy which I like very much…

February 20, In Season

February 20, 2010 by Puna  
Filed under My Project 365

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This may be the only thing in this cold season.

February 19, Me Three

February 19, 2010 by Puna  
Filed under My Project 365

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This little succulent is the third of the little cactuses that I bought. I fell in love with the colorful pots. The color gives me joy on these gray winter days.

And though it’s been a fun and learning week, it’s also been exhausting so I’m very glad it’s Friday. And that’s a huge understatement.

So I’m going to rest up this weekend because man, I gotta lot to say.

February 18, Urban Chic

February 18, 2010 by Puna  
Filed under My Project 365, Photography

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I love the city, at night, in the winter.

I particularly love this city, Washington DC, with its majestic buildings, chic nightlife and beautiful people.

I can see where politicians can be both allured and disillusioned at the same time. After all, politicians are people too.

February 17, So Far So Good

February 17, 2010 by Puna  
Filed under My Project 365, Photography

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After three weeks the only sign of impending death (morbid I know) is a tiny little shriveled appendage at 11 o’clock. I may be turning a corner in this quest for a green thumb.

Thank you for coming along on this little death watch with me. Thought I’d cheer you up today on this Morbid Wednesday - only at LifeSignatures.

For something totally different, I’m at Vision and Verb today.

February 16, A Celebration Of Motherhood

February 16, 2010 by Puna  
Filed under My Project 365, Photography

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When I search for inspiration I almost always I turn to my hard drive for photos. I took this image of my little girl while at our Valentine’s Day lunch. It’s perfectly her. She’s extremely shy. One who speaks softly in a crowd and will answer if addressed but who will rarely start a conversation.

Her friends will say that she’s quiet. Her brother will say she has the loudest scream he’s ever heard. She commands her horse with quiet determination. And she is the apple of our eye.

Yesterday, I read this essay by Marcie Scudder on Vision and Verb. We are ”your daughter’s mother and your mother’s daughter”. If you read it, it will lift you.

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