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> > > --- "turquoiseb" <turquoiseb > wrote: > > > > > > Had an interesting sensation tonight, real déja vu all over again > > > stuff. I'm living this week near where I was staying when I first > > > started coming to Paris for this gig. While here, I developed an > > > affection for a certain writing café/restaurant in this 'hood, so > > > tonight I decided to have dinner there again. > > > > > > When I first arrived in Paris back in March, it was rainy. So I'd sit on > > > the patio of that café, which was outdoors but covered by an awning, > > > and listen to the music of the rain on the canvas. I always found that > > > sound soothing, and felt that it provided a cool background drone to the > > > music of café conversation, and served as an admirable source of > > > inspiration for writing. > > > > > > Tonight it wasn't raining when I walked over, but then it started, in > > > earnest. That same rain-drone was back, as if it had reappeared to > > > welcome me back. Cool. > > > > > > Dinner was great, too. Chèvre chaud (warm goat cheese) on toast with > > > honey, served on a bed of Caesar salad. With a nice glass of wine. I ate > > > it and chatted with some people at the café, and then I wrote a few > > > pages I actually liked for a piece I've been working on, suitably > > > inspired to do so by the sound of the rain on the canvas. Then I walked > > > home in the rain, doing my best Fred Astaire imitation all the way. > > > > > > All of this adds up to an excellent night out in my book. How was yours? > > > > > --- "awoelflebater" <awoelflebater@...> wrote: > > > > Not bad, thanks for asking. > > > > I returned to my place of residence after an extremely > > satisfying day at my business that I own and run and > > which the local community loves. I handle fragrant > > leather, fit gorgeous equestrian-inspired fashion on > > women who are having the time of their lives visiting > > one of their favourite places on the planet - their > > local tack store. I drive a mere 12 minutes back to my > > home on five gorgeous acres that comprise a wild fruit > > orchard - figs, peaches, blackberries, apples (including > > many heritage varieties), pears and cherries - and is > > home to six gorgeous horses, three dogs and my husband. > > The brick house and barn that we designed and built is > > homey and attractive and we live in one of the most > > beautiful places on the planet where I can hear barred > > owls, doves and tree frogs from my bedroom window as I > > lay in the quiet of the night. My dog Jesse lies > > directly beneath my body underneath the bed all night > > and the border collie pads restlessly from the warmth of > > her bed to the cool of the marble bathroom floor; she is > > the fidgety one. My other SPCA rescue loves to lie on > > her sheepskin bed with her head hanging over the edge > > all night long. She is the first to jump on the bed at > > 6am each morning. She is he snuggler. > > > > Then there is that wonderful feeling, after you hay and > > grain the horses and make sure their blankets are > > straight and their beds picked, that all is well in the > > world because these few creatures that are in your care > > are feeling safe and content and you have contributed to > > that in some small way. When I leave the barn and walk > > toward the house where my husband is already preparing > > dinner, which he does every night, I know that I have > > made sure the animals have been looked after first. This > > is important. > > > > I could go on and on about the wonderfulness of my life > > and I am sure each and every one of those who post here > > have greater or smaller miracles that they live with. It > > is great that you love what you do Barry. But why is > > your pleasure always salted with the hope, the false > > assertion, that others live a more diminished, poorer > > life than you claim you do? > --- "bobpriced" <bobpriced@...> wrote: > > Ann, thank you for this, I'm always moved when you speak > of your obvious love of animals. I bet your husband is a > wonderful cook, myself I'm limited to a mean stir fry the > Wife and Daughter (and Jack Russell) can't seem to get > enough of. > > I think Barry is one of those unusual people with a talent > for looking down on others from the gutter. > > http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x301yx_dylan-all-the-tired- <http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x301yx_dylan-all-the-tired- horses-in-the-s_videogames > > horses-in-the-s_videogames <http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x301yx_dylan-all-the-tired- horses-in-the-s_videogames > > Some people use the public forum as their personal blog. In that sense he is a prima donna. I think he just can't stand the fact that a lot of people in the TM-mov't are quite happy with their lives. If Judy ever moves to Fairfield, or to some community in the country-side, he is sure to throw a hissy fit. These kind of posts are basicaly a taunt to Judy. Some people are rolling stones. But to crow about it over and over again is funny.
