There are as many stories to tell as there are people to tell them…

But this really happened, this morning …

While I was out walking early this morning I heard a noise in the water — like pebbles…

I got scared because there wasn’t anyone else around… besides Toby, me and hundreds of them jumping…

Yesss !!

To be a different fish you have to jump out of the school!

But the truth is that …

I’m really convinced that: envy, hatred and selfishness are the first in the race to the top of the mountain.

A confident person enjoys the journey, enjoys the people and everything else he finds along the way…

And does not see life as ‘competition‘.

These people also get to the top… but not because ‘God is up there waiting…’

He’s right down here helping his followers to understand that: the vision is glorious, wherever you are! !

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Why can’t we get the whole world, those who we really like, and stay together …?

Well, maybe just would not work so well …
Someone always ends up going.
Then you would have to say goodbye anyway.
Just because  I hate goodbyes.
I know what I need: more ”hellos”.
Because there is no comfort in this word ”goodbye”, even though you say in French, German or English.
“Goodbye …” the type of word in any language, is full of sadness.
A word that promises absolutely nothing.
Saying this word is equal to die a little. 

Why all the hellos have to come with a goodbye …?

Come back soon Rocio.

(My friend and veterinary Dra.Rocio Nadal,  from Sao Paulo- Brasil on a visit this month,… but she’s already gone).

To pay $ 125 for this rain boots in any store, online or not:

Or pay $ 7.89 for the same boot, brand new! Never used (tried on maybe, as with any shoe store).

So go with an open mind, a resale shop, thrift store, or even a garage sale in America.

I found these boots last week which were perfect for my walks with the dogs on rainy days.

Thrift is poetic because it is creative; waste is unpoetic because it is waste.That’s what I believe.

Help others pass this information.

In my long study of human life, I have discovered that no matter how hard one tries, there is still no way to prevent the arrival of Monday morning…

And they do try, but of course Monday always comes and all the drones have to scuttle back to their dreary workday lives.