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One of my very favorite things is when Im on a walk (usually with my sweet little doggy), and we pass someone singing and practicing piano. !! It just fills me up, buttercup. When the rest of the world doesn’t exist, momentarily, and the thought is that no one is around, and you hear some one being free. It’s just about the purest thing…

And how people get petals stuck in their hair and falling all over their heads in the Spring.

And when Im in the city and I have a sweet exchange with a stranger, or even just share a moment, be it funny or sincere.

And even when the wind blows just right at the very right time on that perfect day and it feels like my cells just stretched out and took a deep breath in unison. That right place right time ish.

So I am reclaiming romantic. It abounds and is not limited to two people’s feelings/ actions/ expressions. Romance happens between us and the world. It is what makes us shiver (in a good way) on the inside. It’s our private collection of sweet things too small to tell, just as they are our anchors to faith.

Riding my bike is a sure fire way to light the spark. There are so many incredible Oo-ah moments that feed my soul, like yesterday, crossing the tracks in the SE industrial area of Portland, this regular looking dude was walking in a more desolate area along the tracks just playing a trumpet.

~sigh~ Super inspiring, just getting alone time where no one’s around, on an ultra hot day. My phone sadly doesn’t do justice to how sweet this moment was, or how barren the area was either. Betta than nothin’. Today I made a pledge, so to speak, to myself and promised to be a better photo-documentarian. Taking pictures of inspiration and secret moments revealed.

Oh, and also to never miss a good photo op even if the camera is kind of sucky sucky.

Along that same bike ride I spotted this older, transient guy on account of his pink sequins pants. Yes I did. Soo I turned around and had to had to just had to get a shot. Luckily he was down. He was missing a pinky, therefore now going by the name of Pinky. Lost to too much fun or something like that. We talked a little but then the cops came and told us not to encourage him. Jeez. Boring.

He wanted some company for the shot – naturally (!) and so Chaach (left) got up in there with him (and my sexy bike (R)). Putting his Pinkys out for the pic was his idea. Cute. Yes, he was a bit loopy but I tell you that man has fun.

I am wined and dined by these things that I mention. It’s these things that keep me in love.

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For all of us who are compelled by the flowery abilities, alternative expletives, bounds of descriptive potential, lexicographical nuances… come, be a part of the grand contribution to a fine and ever increasing compilation of play on words, entertaining tales of cross cultural homophones, and ,my personal favorite, misuse “of” quotations (yes!!), among much much more. And, because we have behaved so well and appreciated the art of expression, without further ado I am happy to present you with a little entertaining morsel of brain candy:
Lexophiles (Lovers of Words)
http://www.bouldertherapist.com/html/humor/WordPlays/lexophiles.htm
Enjoy and visit soon, I will do my best to provide entertainment (:

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D.I.Y. movement

A chance for old to be new

Old boot, new planter

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Brilliant shining soul

Bioluminescence

Swallowed a starfish

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Please go on and sing

Make like no one is around

Then I’ll know you’re freed

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Spider, I’m sorry

Breaking your web really sucks

‘specially with my face

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twinz

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Well fancy this. Just my BLOG and I. Never thought I would be one joining the ranks of the typing-documentatious culture that I narrowly skirt. Yes, that is a word. As of this very moment.

It’s actually quite relieving to have an avenue to walk my wild wonderings down. A place to call home, if you will, to my visions, ponderances, funny over-heard side convos, tid bits of inspiration, and what ever else wants to shine. Annnnd the occasional shot of someone’s thong hanging out. -love that shit-. It’s the little things, no?

I have a feeling that this collection of writing will self-evolve naturally. I have no plans, apart of course from showing my jewelry to you! And that will be an adjunct to the rest of what comes. Stay tuned. We can grow together maybe even. Thanks for looking*

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