Archive for June, 2009

Last weekend’s elections across Europe  (England, Hungary, Netherlands, Spain, Germany) all leaned decidedly right. So while the U.S. voters have begun to envision a cradle to grave society with open borders, smaller European countries are farther along on that destructive path. They are feeling the sting of rampant immigration and socialist policies that are negatively impacting their economy and are waking up.  We need to pay attention. And to the liberals who have long looked to Europe for wisdom, I say don’t avert your eyes. Keep watching.

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The future will be better tomorrow.

Dan Quayle



I laughed when Dan Quayle made that remark, and you did, too. Only now, re-reading it do I see the wisdom. Yes, wisdom. Think about the times you have worried about what you just knew would happen tomorrow—and did it? Most times, no. My motto about worry is: Don’t pay interest on a debt that may never come due.

 So, will the future be better tomorrow? Probably. I certainly hope so.

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I found this interesting writing exercise on C’HELE blog. Try it if you like. It is fun and revealing. Speed Writing: the goal is to write down the following phrases as quickly as you can: “I wish____________” 

I wish for hardships that toughen not flatten.


I wish my body and mind would continue to do my bidding.


I wish all that’s in me would come out in relevant writing.


I wish toast didn’t burn, but popcorn did just a little.


I wish cats knew how much they mean to humans. Wait! Maybe they do.


I wish for at least a little humor in every day. Some days are definitely more laughable than others. 


I wish to taste fresh veggies from my garden before the bugs do.


I wish I could sing, but the deficiency hasn’t been that shattering to my life.


I wish my children have only enough conflict to feel alive.


I wish them mostly happiness and peace.


I wish I could swim.


I wish I could see forever.


I wish for enough.

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I DID taste salt in the cool 72 degree water of Salt Springs. It surprised me because it is inland, in the Ocala National Forest. We motored up to the springs Sunday, a beautiful sunny day. 

When we went across Lake George, the huge, shallow, sometimes treacherous lake, looked like a mirage, with its shimmering waves. It was a nice ride, almost making me forget the last time I was there. Coming back across in late afternoon was another story. Even with absence of storms, it was an E ticket ride. P1050706

The cool, clear springs were amazing. Most of the St. Johns has so much tanin from cypress trees the water is brown, but not here. I must give a plug to tannin, though. It will clean anything from your boat shoes to your jewelry. I tried to save a bottle once to use at home as a jewelry cleaner, but that didn’t go too well. It started stinking after a few days.  

The scenery looks like a Highwaymen painting anywhere you look. The Highwaymen were painters who sold their Florida scenes by the highways in an earlier time. P1050716The water was a bit stirred up by boaters and swimmers, but still clear enough to see bottom where we anchored. A little research revealed the water bubbles up through ancient salt deposits. 

A few more shots of the area surrounding the spring and the river leading to itP1050749.

The photo to the left is of a midden, mollusk shells left by Indians who lived along the banks of the St. Johns.



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