Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

I'm not much of an astrological buff and I am left wondering who the new Planet will be that will be visible during the next eclipse. I do intend to be in an area to view it in totality; I was only able to watch a partial this go 'round.

I wonder who will be telling our history?

Sad.

OOOoooo, I love this!!!! A poem that wraps through and around itself.

Here comes the judge, all dressed in black
Once you've seen him, you can't turn back.

Or something like that.

Never played chutes and ladders, but did a Clue or two. I preferred Battle Ship. I miss the days of watching my girls cheer or play in high school games. I miss the days of camping with them too. The workforce still beckons me, and will for another decade or two. . .then what will I do? I hope to fi...

Give me the great outdoors near a lake, listening to the birds and watching as the sun rises over the trees; the ways of the worlds evilness but a distant memory.

This is lovely. I was looking in the photography section and saw the photo; I'm glad I sought out the poem.

I wasn't able to see the total eclipse either. I was close enough to drive to see it but I didn't think to arrange to have off from work that day. I'm not sure what the percentage was where I was. It was enough though to cast an unusual light on things. Come hell or high water I am going to be where...

I'll say, you've got a really good camera. He is so cuuuuuttteeee!!!!

Water falls of any size are gorgeous.

Very pretty.

MOON'S FINAL OUTTAKE Spheres converging and merging As she pulls and fools Even the most stoic of zero’s and hero’s; Causing turnings and churnings of liquid expanses: Un-side down or right side up, They seldom flow the same. Our line of site is not quite right Three hundred sixty-degree rays of li...

I was watching the snow one morning, it was so beautiful. Also, that is the winter I was re-united with an old flame. As we reminisced we realized how much alike our lives were. Time is ever moving forward, though both of us have thought about going back, logic prevails. Thanks for taking the time.

Can't help but say. . .
there are two things that breath life into life
writing and arting.