silly boy

My nephew has learned to hide in the cupboard.

I got some more pictures of baby C with his shorts on his head.

 Remember when I showed you photos of him back in March?

Do you know anyone else wore silly things when they were little?

Yep, that would be me.

hoot-hoot

"Enjoy the sounds of Nature, the will bring you serenity."- anonymous

Owl 1 ATC, I made, for trade.

"The richness I achieve comes from Nature, the source of my inspiration."-Claude Monet Owl 2 ATC, I made, for trade. RUDRA KINSHUK  poem source

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Consider the owl

It can hear what most can’t see

The approach of death
by Martin Kloess poem source

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...This owl makes me think. 
I am honored to see him. 
He looked mystical... 
by  bookworm44

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scops owl...
she answers his song
across a river of starsby 
John Barlow poem source

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Evening falls by four
street lamps are going on, one by one —
somewhere an owl calling

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I see her shape dimly
feathered cloak wrapped close about herself

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my familiar in the gloom

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Rest, say her old eyes,
wear night as your own wise cloak and wait

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the light will rise again.

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old spotted owl preys
on perched dove that coos below
uplifted spirits 
by  sgalletti  poem source

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Drunk as a hoot owl,
writing letters
by thunderstorm.

by Jack Kerouac poem source

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"...but the cry of the owl reminds him that there are many people outside still, cold, hungry and miserable and it spoils his own good mood."

by Edward Thomas  poem source

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"An owl in spring smuggles moonlight
within the cowl of his
flight,

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sits on my roof,
replays his haunts from
the night before.

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 Dreams
and I part, panels on
the roof drink sunlight,

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the owl collects his cache
of sunlight

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 that will
fire the flight of
his dreaming incarnation.

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Will he dream of me in a
future reverie?

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 That night,
I dream in silver and gold

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I have a skin of feathers
the owl summons me but
my wings will not unfold."

by eclipse

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Fluffy, curious

Exploring the great big world,

Learning, growing, wild 
byLaura MacLeod
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just cavalli spring 2011

I was in 7th grade, when my mom & cousin told me I couldn't wear hot pink & bright yellow, because it clashed.

I wanted to know what clashed or clashes meant. 

I didn't understand why I couldn't wear the two colors together.

 I changed my outfit. They basically told me, I couldn't walk out of the house dressed like that.

 I was in 9th grade when I started really loving The Beatles.

 They weren't exactly music I grew up listening to.
I had to check out their albums from the library.

I would study their covers and lyrics.

I tried to make copies that ended up not being very good, but I listened to them anyway. 

When we studied the 60's in history class, I felt like I was born in the wrong generation.

 My peers thought I was nuts.

 My family thought I was a little whack too.

 Especially when I became a vegetarian.

 My brother and I, unknowingly, were both hippies on Halloween, the same year.

 I lived with my mom, he lived with my dad.

 I would cover my color t-shirts and jeans in rubber bands and dip them in bleach to look tie dyed.

 My friend bought me a poster that said, "Peace back by popular demand."

 I hung it over my bed.

 I wish I still had that poster.

 I don't know where it went.

 My other friend and I, took our debate team t-shirts and tie dyed them at her house.

 We used old plastic ice cream buckets to hold the colored dye.

 We made a mess by spilling and staining the dye all over her parents' driveway.

 I don't think her parents were too happy with us.

 Another friend and I always signed all our high school notes, cards, and stuff with peace and love.

 We wore our peace necklaces. I wore my peace earrings. The one I didn't lose, I still wear.

 She drew me a teddy bear wearing a peace necklace.

 Years ago my friend had to go to a specialty smoke shop to buy me a peace necklace and earrings as gifts.


She couldn't find them anywhere else.

 I think I was 14, when I first started shopping for my clothes, at Salvation Army.

 Nobody I knew did that either.

 When I was 7 or 8 years old, my great grandmother gave me a necklace with a brown stone hanging from the chain.

I still wear it. 

 When my great grandma had a yard sale, I bought her black velvet belt. It was embroidered with colored flowers, and had a gold buckle.

 She couldn't believe I wanted that old thing.

 I loved that belt. I wonder who is wearing it now.

 Did it get forever lost, or buried in the trash?

I wanted a large brimmed brown or black hat about 6 years ago, for Christmas.

 I didn't get it. My mom couldn't find them for sale anywhere.

Is it me or does it seem that the things I liked all along, are now popular?