Happy Nov.22 reflective or mirroring nearing
The last couple decades I guess I should start lying about my age sooner than the astonishing fact that I’m out reflecting by self and mirroring my surroundings Dixie and I start walking
🚶♀️ down by the river and sit on a bench to over look the river.
An awesome 😎 adventure by our selfs.
Dixie meet with Beau, Meggie, Shilo and several other dogs. Dixie was well behaved. No red light mailman syndrome
Or
Green light Mary syndrome.
Just got the same old mantra of same old in front and same old in back. We did our meet and greets in passing and just had an amazing 🤩 time together.
Listen to mamma Mia going into the coulee and coming out and I felt better leaving the park than going in.
I love that feeling like I had something to contribute to my day.
A picture by the cottonwood tree 🌳
Half fallen over? And stilll standing, one of the older trees in the park.
The species is almost gone in Alberta from what I gather or see around.
Dinosaur provincial park is only other place I see them, but any time I walk there they are not sprouting leafs any longer.
I’m unsure if it’s a cottonwood maybe that’s only in other parks I’m guessing but they look very similar to each other.
Dixie
And I notice the river is low about 30-40 feet 👣 ...
The less snow we have the lower it is.
I always said I wanted snow for my birthday 🥳 that’s how happy of a childhood I had. Just loved everything about life.
My family up bring was brought up in a wonderful family with many lake trips and adventures with family.
I had an adventure I hardly remember but my dad share this photo of me. And I was one smiling happy kid. I was even glasses 👓 less these years and I
Have more
Memories of
Listening to
Family members.
I wonderful thoughts of listening to people, I fooled
Many people cause I behaved like I wasn’t blind which I never got glasses til I was seven or eight years old.
But I was having many lovely 😊 memories of hearing fires 🔥 crackling or family laughing and a loving parents chit chatting over great smelling camp food.
Even if I didn’t know where I was just small peripheral of hearing around me.
And my family concomitants.
I remember having to get glasses and all of a sudden my peripherals grew the distance way further and I knew an area great vaster than my own idea 💡 of thought when I was seven or eight.
It was a great experience. One I remembered that, my personality changed in a few months of style of nomadic blindness to a tribal or national society style of vision.
One that was more further and broader, or just as
Simple a bigger vision than my thoughts were thinking.
I often look at my dog 🐕 and talk to her on my walk asking how she saw our walk.
And it seems to her she smells it all though see can see far with her long nose and her depth perception is better than mine.
I reading a book
On the other mind and cephalopods and most alien but another
Time in vision and brains 🧠.
These animals have and what they see.
It’s a book I’m interested incredibly much more than I’d expected to own a story similar but not created space like blogger to sit out of work on
My behind waiting for lost time appetizer or search for
Time waster appetizers.
🎂 Hors d'oeuvre ou hors d'oeuvree assis Sur votre derrière.
Like
Cephalopod ate interest in things much bigger than itself that’s not food.
I got the idea from books 📚
Or my last book 📕
I’m happy that across a sea family tree was done once in life and no longer shared but a lone self element today.
I think it’ll make
Me more
Proficient and less distracted if I’m off Facebook buyology of selling stuff. And how papers are losing advertising money to it.
Or
How FACEBOOK is
Grooming society.
I’m happy to share real life experiences with so many people and love life with the people in it so rationally.
I’ve been
Told I’m not resentful for the life I got, and that’s an accomplishment with my concomitant enactment of so
Many years of a lifetime that these years are a blessing and are worth being here for with such a great people.
I’m blessed with a life after virtue.
And recovering where as Matthew Perry said the worst was not people not involved in his life but the people closest to him.
That publicly acquiesce to his lifestyle. And accommodated his addiction.
I felt it’s as much his fault as every
One else watching him.
He picked his side.
He could of easily replaced his publicly acquaintance and company selling a problem to buying his problem with addiction and left those associates to there problems selling and there problems buying people addiction to small choices in life.
People pick sides. Even if they think it’s small, it
May
Be a better beautiful life ahead than those short years of self gratification and the he continued or not accountable for others as much as he is accountable for himself.
I believe he died many more years before he died. And it’s not the friends show I remember watching. Where they needed to talk of things cause the stuff needed talking about.
There was no accountability or responsibility.
Be it little choices or life changing consequences that accumulate overtime.
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