I feel this strange emotional attachment after I finish building these bikes.

Strange hobby for a girl you may say

A houseful of boys

Born with a brain, nothing was beyond imagination

I remember my first attempt was a distasteful to say the least. Seven bolts and screws left over didnโ€™t faze my out until Harry fell off his bike ๐Ÿšฒ as the wheels rolled down the hill

Better luck next time cause Iโ€™m a planner by design

These were just the beginning of my days of my life

Next billy carts became my favourite one thing, every one wanted one of those. Pure modern art I thought, way out stuff was the go.

I didnโ€™t need friends growing up I manufactured them daily with my skills. The demand out stripped supply of new materials. Magazines was my new treasure trove .

Being the runt of the litter I was lucky enough that no one looked for me in times of acute planning

Only my cocker spaniel plus the best billy cart in town did we go everywhere together in my black patent shoes and no socks did we lay in the grass hanging over the bank playing we our friends Mr. and Mrs Platypuses swimming in the Broken Creek waiting to be feed. Bucket full of worms ๐Ÿ› and of cookies we had stolen from the larder. Pooch would play around the river bank with one eye watching me just in case those creatures of the river ate all the cookies. The sun ๐ŸŒž stars fading Pooch snuggles down in his billy cart under the blankets and pillows we used to read on our backs by the Broken River

Yesterdayโ€™s like that were our favourite thing ever


When Dawn strides out farmAcross green fields and yellow hills of hayThe little twittering birds laugh in his wayAnd poise triumphant on his shining arm.He bears a sword of flame but not to harmThe wakened life that feels his quickening swayAnd barnyard voices shrilling “It is day!”Take by his grace a new and alien charm.But […]

Advice from the Tea Lady ๐Ÿ‘’ otherwise known as a very simple little Buddhist Monk with far to much time on her hands ๐Ÿ™Œ

Parenthetical remarks (however relevant) are unnecessary.It is wrong to ever split an infinitive.Contractions aren’t necessary.Foreign words and phrases are not apropos.One should never generaliseEliminate quotations. As Ralph Waldo Emerson once said: ‘I hate quotations. Tell me what youknow.’.Comparisons are as bad as clichรฉs.Don’t be redundant; don’t use more words than necessary; it’s highly superfluous.Profanity sucks.Be […]

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1 – First Important Lesson – Cleaning Lady.  During my second month of college, our professor   Gave us a pop quiz. I was a conscientious student  And had breezed through the questions until I read The last one:  “What is the first name of the woman who cleans the school?”  Surely this was some kind of […]


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By Kindness

Life is like a bunch of roses. Some sparkle like raindrops. Some fade when there's no sun. Some just fade away in time. Some dance in many colors. Some drop with hanging wings. Some make you fall in love. The beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Life you can be sure of, you will not get out ALIVE.(sorry about that)

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