You broke the thread ya great dill!!!!!!





And you could you let Dan know he wears big girl pants...

One of the Southern Islands of the Great Barrier Reef...
35 nautical miles from 1770, and Agnes Water, where I live....
I used to work out here, Lady Musgrave Island, on a day trip boat...
I had the best office views in the world!!!



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oxXMXgE_-sg&feature=related

This is all I got....

I live at the end of the road.

I am kind of surprised it ended up here. A skinney kid tossed around by the system. The one with all the potential I was suppose to be the the Liza Doolittle passing for the American Dream. A few more lumps and brusies and a couple of kids the gypsie military life was more of a forced march than any great adventure. The American highway sounds a lot more romantic on the morning news. Honor be damed the country left us scrambeling to survive. The bank eventually sold the house to a speculator. What the movers didn't steal ended here.

It is behind a fence that really doesn't keep anyone out. Maybe my children. They hate to admit that we are left behind here. Sometimes they brag to their friends about the pool and the clubhouse that keeps raiseing the rent. Me, I am taking care of my Dad.

It is ok I spent my whole lives pushing mine up the ladder to get out of this kind of neighborhood. I want them to go and be more. That is what Mother's do. It is not their fault that the job is bounceing them here and their. Hopefully they will hang on to enough to keep a roof over their head.

This place just marks where, when, the money ran out. To tell you the truth I didn't expect to get past thirty or this many miles. I was of the generation that grew up before microwaves, cell phnes, and PC's. I am tired and don't mind the rest. Music is a luxery I am begining to allow myself. And the confidence that what I have experienced has value. It doesn't mean that I am not afraid. I was told to hide under our desk when the bomb came so having a kid and making it to my midlife still has me wondering. I am trying to compete in and world economy. To realize that a world culture may be what I leave the next generation. I am not sure I fit into that culture but who really knows.

But behind the fence most think we don't have anything more to offer. Most of the criminals don't even bother to come here. Our lives are out of date. And so are our possessions. It's ok because even though they are familiar it is just something more to clean around. The kids won't come and get them. Sometimes we shame the politicians into polite appearances. Wouldn't hurt to learn the power of the vote. Or what it costs not bothering to vote.

But you can tell the time most people come here. The old cars in the driveway will give you an idea of the time give or take. It is a joke here there is cash for clunkers just not the human variety. When my legs give out I will look for a scooter until the battery wears out or I can't get out of the house at all. Working on concrete floors and heels play hell on your knees girls so ditch the phoney vanity. Don't kid yourself old age is not for sissies. Most people don't want to see that but it is true. I am feeling more and more it is for the lonely.

For a while longer I will keep the pharmacy open, the fire department comeing out if somebody stops breathing, then the coroner. It is not as bad as it seems. They will toast and post me to be buried with the last love of my life.

Then the flowers will die away. The weeds will grow up. The windows will get covered with grime. Eventually the box of my life will be pulled away from where I live at the end of the road.

Bonny.....I want a plum in my mouth, and a toffy accent and a swish through a palace or two looking at your pics....how lucky are you?

Beautiful.....simply beautiful....I so love seeing the beauty that other people get to see....

Western Michigan sunset..

This 100 year footage is the only that says really anything about the town I live in in Texas.

Now I know youll be in awe of the "technology".

Its a small town, run mainly by 5 rich familes, where its extemely hard to get any kind of decent businesses, because it refuses to grow, and welcome them here, they would prefer to live in the past, and have a crappy economy, and all the kids grow up, and move elsewhere.

There are few resturants, you can get some really amazing southern food here, and ALOT of really great mexican food.

The one good thing is, not alot of crime, and quiet neighborhoods.

I just moved here to be closer to family.

Here goes.

Corsicana.. 50 miles south of Dallas.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=quFlg0DHDdA

A few recent pics ...

A lake at the start of the mountains


Helmken Falls



A pretty piece of water in Jasper National Park



Camping buddy



One of a zillion trails leading somewhere



Just look at the reflection in the clear water