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Good Mornin', Mouse!



Hope you're doing fine fine fine on this early October day. Think I'm going down to the lake later if the rain moves off and beachcomb for some driftwood. What's up with you this fine day ?

Oh look at y'all chatting up a storm in here I LOVE IT...and I missed the exchange, off wandering searching for winter nuts. Looks like I should've just stayed here. Welcome one and all.

Sad Luck Dame, hello and nice to meet you and I'd welcome a chat always. I see you have your own Artlog now. I'll try to drop in. So much reading available here. I'll say howdy for sure.

Doreen I have a wrestle with self esteem myself. But girl you know you're very esteemable. Bring that Infinity Sideways back out of mothballs and up where it belongs...on proud display. You're a whiz with the words! I see you sidled me back up with the boys, stillt and mingo, I thank you, I can get my bearings there!

Mingo, I do so appreciate your gorgeous pictures. It's like finding treasure dropped just for me on my own lonely beach. Thanks, friend. My mouse-hole digs are lined with beauty now fo sho!

Your welcome, Mouse.

I don't know, Mouse. Sometimes I just can't stand it and and I get to twirling so fast that I become a small whirlwind in the fallen leaves. It's like music & not like culture. Anyways... here's something to line your digs with cuz winter's coming up & ya just can't be too warm & cozycozy when the land is under white & all cold.

Knock knock ...

Scratch scratch ...

I Knew A Woman

Thought about you today, well I thought about Theodore Roethke and The Geranium and it reminded me of you for some reason. Thanks for turning me on to him.

I hope all is well with you and yours

in Cyberfriendship
jt.

Hi mingo, buddy bud! Thanks for the new gorgeous eye candy!

So talented you.

So you are a twirler in the leaves are you. A little whirlwind of your own making. Don't wear yourself out! I love to watch the golden fallen leaves as they swirl around and around in the wind. Lovely.


I appreciate your visits. You are a darling soul.

Hi stillt! What a lovely poem. It did my heart sweetly good.

All is well yes. I mumble along lightly, walking softly carrying a big stick as they say!

And you? How are you faring dear cyber friend?

Thanks for asking
Oh I guess I am doing okay
fair to middlin, So so
But I'm still living so everything's okay

Mousey1 knocking along quietly as the truckers say
But I love to hear her when she roars




'The Mouse That Roarded'



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Damn! Ya came by & I missed ya. My timing can really suck sometimes. Well at least I know you're still kicking. Two for bad One for good.

I haven't been roaring much lately, still. I seem to be getting quieter and quieter as the years progress. Well, in my writing ways anywho.

I too am happy to still be kicking. Each day a blessing to be savoured. Really. Sorry I take so long to get back and reply. Not a lot of vim for the words lately, though I do hope that changes for the nicer.

Hiya, mingo, yes it's easy to miss my visits for I am quiet and stealthy as a mouse...now you see me, now you don't! I am a tardy!

But it's nice when you come around achecking on the state of my demise...er I mean the state of my well being! *hugfest*

I too am happy to still be kicking. Each day a blessing to be savoured

Meister Eckhart: If the only prayer you said in your whole life was, "thank you," that would suffice.

All my rose of san antone ever wanted for her children was that they be grateful to have been born. And my sister used to wish she had never been born. I hope that is changing.


I remember how much sweeter the last couple of swallows of a Nehi grape soda was when I was a kid. I would drink it fast till I got to that last couple of swallows and then I would sip at it.

Not sure what that has to do with anything.



Please pardon the ramble

Nope. Nope. Can't do it! Can't pardon the ramble! Nothing to pardon...your rambles sit just fine with me!

Yup yup, those last sips must be prolonged...good to the last drop!

Oh! Oh! and we must remember...

the older the violin the sweeter the music! Even if we're falling apart we can still strain out some decent chords! har har heh heh

Well, at least we're all aging together, still...in fine company!

My wind chimes are sounding off out there in the darkness tonight. The moon is a tease showing only the first part of her face in the sky.
We're all happy with you to still be kickin it. In any way shape form or fashion.

Happy to be checking on you. Just so's ya don't get lost in some winter long dream.