March 1st 2013 7:20 pm
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I dont know how we got to seven years so fast !
THANKYOU everyone for the messages the rosies and Love that you have given to My Boy Flicka today.
This site.. well we all whine and whinge at times.. but it is made of folk who care a damn.. and understand the ups and downs.. and have a generosity of spirit that is inspiring.
Thankyou once again
Diesel & Cookie
Millie and Simon
Thor and Rommel
Riley and Caileigh
☯ Romeo Beau ☯
Autumn and Rocky
Abby CGC and Lucian
Jakie, Always In My Heart
Roxy, Bella, Thor & family
The Family of Missy , Tyler
Sully and Socks (Our Angel)
Josephine , Jolanda , and Chief
Reba , Jimmy , Patches & Idgie
The Family of ♥Austin♥, ♥ Doo ♥
The Family of Hershey, Van Winkle
The Family of Alabaster , Chauncey, Shula
The Family of Abby - Forever Loved, Buddy
The family of Oscar (Our Special Angel) and ♥Bear♥
The Family of Rosco, BOOTS (Bridge Angel 1995-2013
The Family of Jeannie, Nora, Pennsylvania Poodle Pups
The Family of ♥Max♥, ♥Our Angel Jake♥, ♥Lola♥, Perry
The Family of TedEbear~ Lღving Memory, ♥ TessaSue ♥
The Family of Zeus, Nikki, Aggie, Bogie, Dixie and our angels
The Family of ♥Sophie Claire CGC, HarleyDavidson THD, CGC
The Family of Rocky *CGC* With the angels., Dexter, Skipper
The Family of Ringo, Webster, Dusty the Puppycat *DLM*, Iris
The Family of MAIZY , ANGEL LUCY , SAMMY , PONGO , ANABEL
The Family of Benji, Miss Bella, Prada, In Memory of Princess Xena
The Family of Lexi, Monnie, Angel Lexi ...Gone But Never , ROSCOE
The Family of Charlie, Abbie, Teddy, Maggie, Sam, Toto, and more!
The Family of Hershey, Kaci, Bosco (my special Angel), Bailey (In Loving Memory)
The Family of Moss, Tessy, Teddy, Sheri- My Sweet Angel, The Littles Black Devils
The Family of Minster Jr., Misty-In Loving Memory 11/7/09, MinsterJr and Cedar Meetup,
The Family of ♥KJ, ♥Rain, Kiska 4Ever in my Heart , Banjo~in Loving Memory, Greta~Guardian Angel
The Family of REDFORD , COOPER, Tundra ~ DG#6, Manytoes ~ DB#120, Lynzee, WISHBONE, & more!
The Family of ♥ Copper ♥, ♥ Harley D. ♥, ♥Lucy♥, Molly(Forever in our Hearts), ♥ Haro ♥, ♥ Ashton ♥, and more!
The Family of TJ, SOX, Mr. Spud - Precious Angel, Sweetie Our precious Angel, Sweet Angel DeeDee, Jeanie, & more!
The Family of NOT Hurricane Sandy (aka Thump, Kramer, Kisha, Molly, Sheldon, Golden Ranger XIV (aka Stuffy), & more!
The Family of Scooter, PAWS , Mrs. Trudy,Scooter & Ozzy's Wedding,T & S Snoop Spa,Faith *Bridge Angel*, Spirit, & more!
I hope I got everyone.. if I missed you... pmail me !
December 31st 2012 2:17 pm
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And I said to the man who stood at the gate of the year: “Give me a light that I may tread safely into the unknown.”
May you find Peace and Adventure and Joy and Quietness...
To Each and All...........
New Year Blessings
Coal, Bread and Silver are traditional New Year Gifts...
I still bring them over the threashhold after Midnight.
Coal that you be Warm
Bread that you may have Food
Silver that you may have riches !
November 11th 2012 2:10 pm
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I make no apology for repeating last years Diary....
Rememberance Day ..... the 11th hour of the 11th Day of the 11th Month. Armistice Day.
My Grandad was a muleateer in WWI... survival time rated 1 week ....and survived the 5 nightmare years. My Dad was on long range penetration behind enemy lines in Burma for 4 out of the 5 years of WWII .. survival time reckoned at 2 weeks... he did 4 years.. Neither talked about the horror and the nightmares... they spoke of the comradeship and selflessness of others.
I like all of us grew up honouring the men and women who bought our freedom with their lives.. and their hopes... and their bravery. Many since have continued this sacrifice in more pointless wars.. and there have been over the centuries amazing acts of sacrifice in the name of Freedom.
Freedom isnt Free and a "Right" isnt a Right... is earned.. with a few exceptions..... and all of us.. combatant.. or non-combatant have a duty of responsibility to see these sacrifices arent in vain.
My beloved Dad died 10th November 1984 .. he was just short of his 63rd birthday ... there is always an extra bitter-sweet about this time of year.
At the going down of the Sun and in the morning......
We will Remember Them
For the Fallen by Laurence Binyon
With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children,
England mourns for her dead across the sea.
Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit,
Fallen in the cause of the free.
Solemn the drums thrill; Death august and royal
Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres,
There is music in the midst of desolation
And a glory that shines upon our tears.
They went with songs to the battle, they were young,
Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted;
They fell with their faces to the foe.
They shall not grow old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.
They mingle not with their laughing comrades again;
They sit no more at familiar tables of home;
They have no lot in our labour of the day-time;
They sleep beyond England's foam.
But where our desires are and our hopes profound,
Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight,
To the innermost heart of their own land they are known
As the stars are known to the Night;
As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust,
Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain;
As the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness,
To the end, to the end, they remain.
We will remember them
In Flanders Fields
by Lt. Col. John McCrae, M.D. (1872-1918)
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved, and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.