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Pic of the Day: Hello August!

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It is August or as we say in Portuguese, Agosto. You take the “a” out and you are left with “gosto” which is ” to like” and in certain situations, “adore”, “love”. Yes, love. I love and adore life. I love my family and friends. I love the craze in me. I love today, tomorrow, and anything and everything in between, and not to be undone, I love yesterday or as we say, past and its puzzles, tears and sweat. Bring on the popcorn August and what comes with it, the flowers, the stones and the blessings. I can see 2016 from afar when another set of resolutions are made and come August, you realize you are not even half way done. Bring on August and back to school madness or as my car would say, can I change into a drone pleaaase? Find me an air way, this traffic is horrendous. Bring on August and the end of the season sells and the shenanigans of Christmas. Hey little lady, I smell you. Now, you are talking my language. Happy August!

 

Taken Last Night Just Outside of My Door

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The sunset just as the sunrise tickles me. I find it pure, dramatic, mystical and artistic. As the sun begins to sail, it let’s my mind wonder, calling out the morning light, embracing the singing colors on the horizon, the sweet taste of blackberries. It let’s my mind be creative as I sketch the picture perfect moon. Listening to the song of the crickets on the hills, I relish; dancing to the sound of the wind blowing, I close my eyes and let down my hair inhaling the air, daydreaming, I fantasy. I fantasy with here and there, now and tomorrow, what will and what is, the abstruseness of the innocence. I do. I fantasy, fancying that misty smile and an exterior louder then my voice, the tired and sweaty sunsets, caressing innocent children frolicking in the night while smiling at the moon. Yes, it is summer after all when the sunset is charming and the moon is a spitting distance away.

Life Lesson 101

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The school of life is a diploma that no one can take away from you. It is yours to keep, yours to embrace. It lectures you. It strengths you. It transforms you. It transports you. It gives you, you. Yes, life is one skillful academia with its own master of ceremony, and even if it knocks you down, clouds hover over you and the world appears to be going down the drain with no hopes, persevere. Look straight into your goal and smile. Keep going, slap any curb that comes your way and march on.  Don’t give up or become slave to it. Fight and become an awesome individual God has carved you up to be because hope is the last thing to die; yes hope!