Saturday, August 15, 2009
The Spirit of Oz
Saturday, July 18, 2009
Arabians
(I did not take this photo, and I claim no rights to it.)
Monday, June 22, 2009
Black & White
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Camp Out in the Wilderness
This week, I will take a trip to see this beauty of His in a campground in the mountains. The wild rapids and scolding blue jays are the lesser of two evils when it comes to choosing from them and from reckless drivers and crowded parking lots.
I praise the Creator for this uplifting opportunity to live in His peaceful creations for a week. I'm eager to relax and truly feel the splendor and awesome works of the Lord.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Book Reviews
I found "The Edge on the Sword" to be a very interesting book. Full of adventure and struggles, this story held my interest securely. The deeds in the book are most heroic and touching, and Rebecca Tingle has written an extraordinary book. I give this book by biggest thumbs-up attitude and thank her for placing some values in this tale.
Francis and Clare: Saints of Assisi
This book has provided me with some insight of the faith. Helen Walker Homan portrayed St. Francis and St. Clare as they should be, giving up everything to serve God. He is our guide, and this book has shown me that we must put aside the pleasures in life, take up our cross, and follow Him. Thank you so much, Helen Homan, for writing this astounding book. I was very pleased with what I read.
Monday, April 20, 2009
The Lost Island of Tamarind - Book Review
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Sunday, March 29, 2009
An Impressing Post
I found the content to be very impressive.
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Earth Hour!
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Don't Leave Me
Everytime you leave me!
So don't do it anymore!
I need your arms around me
To protect me.
I need your love to be my shield!
Say that you won't leave me
Ever again!
I need you so!
Show me that you love me
And that your love is true,
Cause I need you more than I can say!
Don't leave me!
Don't ever ever leave me!
Don't leave me. . .alone.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Once Or Never
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Dustfinger
A broken heart,
And a broken soul.
Got to get a fresh start,
But where to go-oh?
Stay alongside me,
Don't let your dreams turn you down.
You yourself must be
The man you always were.
Let the fire in your heart shine around you,
Don't let go of life!
You must be brave, too,
And let others know you're there for them.
Not a broken heart,
No broken soul,
Don't even try to start,
There's nowhere else to go,
But home.
Friday, March 20, 2009
Storms Brewing
Like a great black beast,
Clashes on the lonely ship,
Sailing east.
The sailors struggle,
Trying to secure the mast.
Then one of them calls,
"Land ho at last!"
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Bravery and Fear
The feeling of real fear and true bravery.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
A Mustang Story
Winds blowing across a frozen lake,
Galloping, galloping, galloping.
Rain beating against rough sand,
Hoof beats sounding, seeming to sing.
Brown hooves and grey stone,
Clashing together.
Never to be caught,
Never a tether.
Mane all tangled and windblown,
Tail streaming out behind in a feathery banner.
Burrs in you coat, tickling your back,
Bucking in a crazy manner.
Sing to the wind,
Your sweet song.
Beautiful and loving,
Not too short, or too long.
Rain slowing down,
And stopping.
Clouds fly away, sun peaks out,
No more water, leaving you sopping.
Finish your song,
Bask in the sun.
Night falls upon you,
Day is done.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Night
Dark as pitch,
As dawn approaches, turning grey,
Towing day along behind.
Never escaping the rays of the sun,
Cold as death's icy fingers.
Day is the mother, you are the son,
The stars are your sisters.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
A Flower For Every Month
Daisies are for February,
Lilies are beautiful in March,
Violets open their petals in April,
And Bluebells ring during May.
Tulips blossom for June,
July's flower is Sweet Pea.
August clings to Daffodils,
While September's flower is Geraniums.
Morning Glories bloom in October,
And Alyssums blossom in November.
Lastly comes December with Zinnias.
Friday, March 6, 2009
Trouble With Words
The trouble with words as I see it, is chat. Our scientific minds have turned to cotton balls and yarn with this new "development". It breeds stupidity and lack of knowledge. With chat, words become crude and harsh under the fingers of their creators. A beautiful sentence such as this, "I have to leave now." can be shortened into a ugly strings of letters like this "G2G".
Are you a lover of literature? Do you lament the fact that the majority of civilization has gone down the tubes with chat? If you are, you can do something about this injustice to life. It is up to us lovers of literature to strengthen the words in our life. We can use them more and more to express ourselves. In this way, we can help the greater population of people to adopt words into their lives again, like a sickly plant stretches to the sun after weeks in the shadows.
Note: This article was inspired by the Words Matter Week.
Thursday, March 5, 2009
"The Mysterious Benedict Society" Book Review
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Dreamriver Valley Acres
Welcome to the Dreamriver Valley Acres blog post. I customize models with acrylic paints as well as soft pastels. Sometimes I collaborate with both types of mediums on a custom. So far, my bodies have been Breyer, Stone and Schleich. I started my herd many years ago and it hasn't stopped growing yet!
I am starting to do commissions, so check out the models I've already customized and also look at my prices. Enjoy yourself while looking at my site. Any problems or something you think you'd like to see? There's a contact page on this site, so don't worry.
Please check out my Live Show page to see my Eureka Live winnings. I'm so proud of them!
New things are being added to Dreamriver Valley Acres. Please check back often to see new and exciting things pop up on Dreamriver Valley Acres! Thank you for visiting us!
Regards,
~♥Dreamriver Valley Acres♥~
A Letter
Yesterday I went to the park. What a time I had! Feeding the ducks was so fun, especially when they nibble the ends of your fingers with their rubbery beaks. Have you ever felt duck down? To touch it is so soft! No wonder the mothers never break their eggs keeping them warm.
I find that going to the park is one of my favorite pastimes. You can always smell the daisies during springtime, especially after it has rained. And when the wind blows your hair back, creating loud ripples in the water, you can shut your eyes and pretend you’re sailing in a storm.
Yesterday it rained in the morning, so the grass was damp when I went to the park. The ducks seem to enjoy the rainy weather; I can’t imagine why. One of the mother ducks hatched her eggs while I was there. It is so funny to see them so young. They look like little dandelions floating in the pond.
After I fed them the last of the bread, it began to rain again. My umbrella was left at home, so I had to use the bread wrapper as a shield against the cold drops. Needless to say Mother was not happy when I came back home, sopping and muddy.
So as you can see, I had so much fun. I’m looking forwards to my next trip tomorrow. Mother wouldn’t let me go today, seeing as it was pouring this morning. She says that I’ll catch a chill in this weather, but I think she just doesn’t like me spending so much time with my duck friends.
Write back soon. I look forwards to hearing about your eventful days.
Warmly,
The Author
(Please note that this letter was constructed by me, using my imagination only. I did not actually do the things in this letter.)
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Can You Guess?
My styles can vary, but my purpose is always the same.
I never have short sleeves, but always long.
Everybody loves me during the cold days of winter.
I am usually casual, but can be made dressier for special occasions.
What am I?
Monday, March 2, 2009
A Bunch Of Laughs
Here are some random questions that my profile has given me. I hope you find some of them as witty as I do.
Question: Your people want to make a statue in your honor. What will it be made out of and what victory will it commemorate?
My Answer: I would have it made of marshmallows, and it would stand for my victory over carbohydrates.
Question: The first time you had your shoes taken off - how surprised were you to see that you still had toes?
My Answer: Very. At first I thought they were just big blisters.
Question: You've rented a sky-writer to propose to your significant other, but it's completely overcast. What will you do?
My Answer: Dye the sky-writer.
Question: The love potion you made tastes terrible. How will you drink it?
My Answer: Who said anything about me drinking it? I made it for the neighbor's watch dog.
Question: What spells can you cast with magic markers?
My Answer: I'd tell you if I hadn't erased my book of spells with the magic eraser that went with them.
Question: You've been entered in a shadow puppet contest. What's your best pose?
My Answer: I have stage fright and I have goosebumps, so my friend suggested I try a chicken.
Question: Why does the color blue mean raspberry-flavored?
My Answer: I've often wondered that myself...
Question: You're in the grocery store with a broken cart. How will you ever be that hungry?
My Answer: When I'm on a diet.
Question: You've got to make contact with the alien leader. How will you tell when the conversation is finished?
My Answer: When he hangs up on me.
Saturday, February 28, 2009
A Scene For You
Then with a sudden burst of energy my fingers alight on the keys typing this very sentence as though I was being followed and tracked. Then silence. Calm, quiet silence. The kind of silence that rings in your ears like a siren. A seagull lands on a street light not far from here. He keeps watch, quietly, calmly. The room is so quiet you can almost here the breeze talking. Then a car's alarm breaks the peaceful nothingness, and here I am, once more typing at the computer.