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You came to me
Was like a dream
But maybe it's time I let you go
It's all on me
Can I find it inside
And feel that fire burn in my eye
Can I give you up
Can I come back down
Gotta get you out of my head...
And I wonder why
I'm addicted to love
One day I will run away from you and this love..
www.youtube.com/watch?v=_gOJ56qocJs
One of my favourite songs. Want to make something like a series with addictions.. and since love is one of the biggest.. let me begin this year with it. For me the rose is the material symbol of love.. no idea why.. that's why i used it. The style of the photo is too different from what i'm aiming for.. but eh. Next time better. :)
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1/366.. Still not sure about this but since I have all 9-10 days so far.. i'll give it a shot. I'll be veeery slow with the uploading but eh.. :)
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Mr. Zeke is the latest iPad Game for Cats addict!
(iPhone photo because the cats stop what they're doing when they see the D80.)
Self-assigned creative shoot - part of a larger art piece that is forthcoming (not for a while). Thanks Nick! Strobist: one flash into umbrella, about 1/8 power. Upper camera left placement.
"We are addicted to being the way we are. We are addicted to the beliefs that tell us, "I'm not good enough, I'm not intelligent enough. Why even try? Other people will do it because they're better than me."
All of these old agreements which rule our dream of life are the result of repeating them over and over again. Therefore, to adopt the Four Agreements, you need to put repetition in action. Practicing the new agreements in your life is how your best becomes better. Repetition makes the master."
― Miguel Ruiz, The Four Agreements: A Practical Guide to Personal Freedom
Alma de Café, Margarita Maza de Juárez 211, RUTA INDEPENDENCIA, Centro, 68000 Oaxaca, OAX, Mexico
"“All sin tends to be addictive, and the terminal point of addiction is what is called damnation”
W. H. Auden quotes
a portrait of myself.
you can kind of see my freckles in this one.
yes, i have freckles.
added some blue/green hues with photoshop CS.
I used to see him when I lived downtown almost ten years ago. He hasn't changed a bit – always that dark jacket, always the white beard, some sort of cross between Santa and Hemingway. I started noticing something interesting about him. He always hangs outside Starbucks coffee shops. I realized he was addicted. To coffee. To Starbucks' coffee. To me he seemed homeless. He'd walk the streets, always looking ravishingly disheveled in his dark sport jacket always a tad bent at the shoulders. I'd point him out to friends: "I know him. He's addicted to coffee!" I started playing the "when will I see "Hemingway" again?" game. Uptown. Downtown. Always at a Starbucks. Then someone said his name (nickname?) is Pop. Popeye? Poppa? Haven't figured that out. Then a homeless woman pointed to him and said "he gave me clean socks!" then someone else said he owns a "bunch of property downtown."
I still play the "Hey look! It's Hemingway next to a starbucks again!" game. One day when I was standing in line I overheard a Barista say that he goes from Starbucks to Starbucks and asks for a "sample" of coffee. They give it to him, she said. Then they nicely "shoo" him away. Until the next day. And the next cup of coffee. And the next nap. At a Starbucks table. Rest well Hemingway. Rest well...
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Ah, people get addicted, it's a problem around here
And I'm afflicted
And the reports all say
Something I guessed I'd have chosen not to listen
Just a busy by the bush, just a puking and a pissing
Got the whiskey in my blood and hell dammit I'm in love
And I'm addicted
C'mon everybody, get addicted
- Hawksley Workman, Addicted
Whenever I find a super 8 camera at a thrift store or garage sale I can't help myself. I must have it. It certainly qualifies as an addiction.
When I first saw this camera a few days ago a 10 year old boy was carrying it around the store. I seriously contemplated snatching it. That's when I realised I had a problem.
Addicted to Chocolate: praline, guanaja chocolate, emulsified cacao and toblerone ganache. — At Rafael Lima, Peru
Update - May 4:
Our local Humane Society if a wonderful place with a no-kill policy (which the SPCA does NOT have). But they're also bursting to the seams since people will drop off cats in boxes on their door in the early morning & the Society always takes them in.
BUT this time when I phoned, expecting to hear "sorry but we're too full already", I was told there was space. She said this is the first time she's ever got to say that. Hooray!!! And people have been phoning in, asking about kittens so this is perfect!! They lent me one of those 'kind' traps. I've have used them before to catch kitties so know the best way to lure them in. Now the little black mama cat will have her babies in safety, warmth & surrounded by love. And I was told that no matter how long it takes for the mama to get completely tamed, they will do so & have one volunteer who's especially good that way.
The sad news is I haven't seen the pretty tortie since I came back from my Mom's place. Neither has my son. So today, I'm going to scout the neighbourhood, asking kids (since they're always out & know more of what's going on than most adults) & knocking on doors with the above photo of her asking if she's their cat & do they know where she is. I'm hoping that she was 'lost' for a while & her owner found her & took her inside so she's safe. I'm really hoping that she didn't become coyote food as so many strays do. I'll post any news as it happens.
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Sometimes I can really hate people. Why? Because of their callous disregard for life, their self-centered 'what's-in-it-for-me' attitude & their disinterest in others' welfare, both human & animal.
This beautiful tortie that now spends most of her time, day AND night, around my place, is now pregnant along with the tiny sleek black kitty that's growing to trust me. I thought perhaps this girl was neutered since I'd seen one of those horrible flea collars on her during the winter (though it's now gone). But both she & the tiny black girl are growing steadily rounder in the middle. I'm sure the tiny black one is due any time as she's huge. I plan on printing out a photo of the tortie & knocking on neighbours' doors that I don't know well enough to say whether they have a cat or not & ask if she belongs to them. I have two friends who've both moved, are in a position to have a kitten (or two) & want them so I can find homes for some at least.
I think I can borrow a humane trap & know how to catch a cat (making sure the trap is clean with no previous odours, putting a blanket over it, laying some newspaper on the floor, using suitably stinky yummy food to lure them, etc as I've done it before). But the dilemma is I have raccoon & possum visitors plus a couple of very feral toms. How do I catch just these two pregnant females? And what do I do afterwards since the local humane shelter has said they're full up & won't take any more? I honestly can't take them in. I won't go on why but believe me when I say I can't. And I can't afford to get them fixed. It's part of the reason why I've decided against having another pet. Vet costs are too much since I believe a person should provide care that a pet requires if they take on the responsibility of having one.
If anyone has suggestions on what to do about trapping only these girls &/or what to do after I get them, PLEASE write suggestions in your comments. It breaks my heart to see the two girls & know how hard it is to have babies, try to care for them & then to perhaps lose them to coyotes or disease. I'm sorry that I'm still busy & can't look at your photos or comments but hopefully, things will return to normal sometime.
(I've added this photo to lots of cat groups, hoping someone might be able to advise me.)