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Gosh, if only our children would be this attentive as my two pooches.
Master Aspen has grown up to be such a handsome boy, whilst Miss Panda is full of energy & eagerness to play non-stop at the age of 11.
Yes, I know, I love my dogs :)
..... journey continues... from sunrise to sunset, from birth to death..but the love of a mother is universal and unconditional!!
A langur with her child on a rooftop...
Hand-in-hand-Father and Son = Unconditional Love. This was a lovely moment as we walked alongside the Oxford Canal near Brinklow in a deep cutting. We'd been playing silly word games but then we went quiet and just strolled - No words just being !
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Granddaughter Adisyn monkeying around with the dog "Chuck". She and Chuck are the best of friendsβ¦
**Adisyn has mucopolysacchridosis. This disease affects her joints, feathers, liver, kidneys and heart. Each week this brave little trooper gets an infusion of enzymes that her body is unable to produce. She's so sweet, so upbeat⦠MPS (as it's called) is an ultra rare disease and sometimes is called other names such as hurlers, mps 1, mps 2, mps 3,----- there are 7. Although there is no cure, she is at least able to receive enzymes through infusion. We pray for a cure
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This was a first for me and I couldn't be happier on the way they turned out.
Amanda is normally a fashion model so when she asked me to do a shoot with her and her "4 legged child", I was all for it. After all, Duke acted just like a toddler coming into his "terrible twos".
They were such a blast to work with and I still can't get over the fact that Duke is only a year and a half old lol
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My neice. Shot at Mannarsala where cameras are not exactly encouraged.,except for capturing the "choroonu" function. Shot at low light.
It is Saturday evening.
We visit the shore and play in the sand, and I am thankful for the opportunity to do so.
In considering the many other delightful experiences we explore, I take this moment to notice blessings.
The warmth of sunshine on our bodies.
The grit of sand under our feet and paws.
The love that moves, much like an electrical current through a conduit, from one of us to the other.
The smiles we exchange with the affirmation of fulfillment.
The salty ocean breeze pushing and passing us, over, around, and between, leaving touches of chills and tastes of salt as proof.
The heartfelt memories are filling moments like these, and I am noticing each one.
So often, snippets of soulful seconds push right by without soaking into our skin farther than the March winds.
I find significant amounts of sustenance in these seemingly incidental, everyday moments and my heart is full.
It is Sunday morning and Easter.
The potatoes are boiling atop the stove. Stroodle is resting, alongside my right hip, with four paws pointing toward the heavens and her head stretching over the front edge of the sofa cushion.
Life is better with a dog.
Happy Easter, my dear friends.
He is risen.
xo,
Angie
There are more images of Stroodle playing fetch at the shore, on the blog today. In case you have time to visit. We are here:
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Not necessarily the greatest photo, but cute. :-) I am single (have been for 13 years, save for a three month something-or-other at the end of 2011), but I got to enjoy Valentine's Day with my Buddy. One of my students asked me about Valentine's yesterday, and I replied that perhaps my bird got me something. Poor girl looked so sad when I said that! Whenever students or anyone asks about my "love life," I tell them I have a bird and don't need anyone else (which is only half true). But for the record, I'm not advertising myself here! LOL! Just a different take on a Valentine's Day photo, a day late at that. Anyhoo . . . as any pet owner knows (especially 'tiel owners), they are the ones who show truly unconditional love.
βTake My World Apartβ¦ I Am on my kneesβ
World Apart: Jars Of Clay, Jars Of Clay
This is one of the most emotional songs that I have in my set list. I donβt think that I could ever do justice to this song in pictures, as the emotions that well up in me every time that I hear this song are next to impossible to imagine. Still, I tryβ¦
This song is really from the point of view of one who is trying to give up their past to be freeβ¦ but their pride still seems to weigh them down and pulls them back. We have all gone through this kind of a path (though usually this is in a religious context), and in the midst of all the drama we experience- though we donβt βdeserveβ itβ¦ we are forgiven. That is the point so many miss- what we deserve. In love- there is no deserve or win- no earning. If you love- you love and give it. If you donβt give freely, then you donβt love. Itβs not easy to follow, but itβs what I believe. Love should be unconditional or not at all.
While this album was one of my favorites, it was really long after Iβd heard this album that this song spoke out and inspire me. The softness of his voice and the beautiful acoustics make this song a hard one to ever replicate. At times I do feel like I just want to break down and fall on my knees- to just start over hard as that may beβ¦ but I never lose sight of love and that Iβm lovedβ¦
*** Artist Notes ***
On my kneesβ¦
Lyrics:
I am the only one to blame for this
Somehow it all ends up the same
Soaring on the wings of selfish pride
I flew too high and like Icarus I collide
With a world I try so hard to leave behind
To rid myself of all but love
to give and die
To turn away and not become
Another nail to pierce the skin of one who loves
more deeply than the oceans,
more abundant than the tears
Of a world embracing every heartache
Can I be the one to sacrifice
Or grip the spear and watch the blood and water flow
To love you - take my world apart
To need you - I am on my knees
To love you - take my world apart
To need you - broken on my knees
All said and done I stand alone
Amongst remains of a life I should not own
It takes all I am to believe
In the mercy that covers me
Did you really have to die for me?
All I am for all you are
Because what I need and what I believe are worlds apart
I look beyond the empty cross
forgetting what my life has cost
and wipe away the crimson stains
"dull the nails that still remain"
More and more I need you now,
I owe you more each passing hour
the battle between grace and pride
I gave up not so long ago
So steal my heart and take the pain
and wash the feet and cleanse my pride
take the selfish, take the weak,
and all the things I cannot hide
take the beauty, take my tears
the sin-soaked heart and make it yours
take my world all apart
take it now, take it now
and serve the ones that I despise
speak the words I can't deny
watch the world I used to love
fall to dust and thrown away
I look beyond the empty cross
forgetting what my life has cost
so wipe away the crimson stains
"dull the nails that still remains"
so steal my heart and take the pain
take the selfish, take the weak
and all the things I cannot hide
take the beauty, take my tears
take my world apart, take my world apart
I pray, I pray, I pray
take my world apart
The new MUTAYTOR CD is out!
Recorded over four inspired days at the historic Westerfeld Mansion in San Francisco last April has yielded and true piece of musical beauty.
I am really really proud of this CD. Though I had nothing to do with the music, I was honored to be the guy with magic image box to capture the story.
From the CD:
"IN THE SPRING OF 2010, we packed up our gear, our studios, a fairly impressive collection of microphones, and
miles of cable and brought up to San Fransisco and proceeded to turn our friend Jimmy Seigelβs famed
Westerfeld Mansion into a giant recording studio. What happened surprised even us.
Music likes being in some places ...better than others. Most commercial recording studios are deliberately designed to be very acoustically sterile environments, where little is left to chance and each sound can be kept on a fairly tight leash. The Westerfeld was anything but that. Almost immediately we realized we werenβt so much in a building anymore, but a living, breathing organism that seemed to listen to every sound we made and repeated it back to us instantly in a very rich and harmonically pleasing way. For four whirlwind days and nights, the house cooed and hummed in way that could be compared to a puppy having itβs belly rubbed.
While we tracked, all around us, creativity was bursting like a hundred flowers - photos were piling up all over the place, film was running constantly, we were visited by a group of folks in wedding dresses, we enacted strange musical rituals in the bell tower, and on the whole, we all went mad with inspired joy.
What you hold in your hand now are some of the fruits of that endeavor. All of the reverberations and reflections you hear on this recording were naturally created by the house itself, rather than through any modern technology and in many ways, the Westerfeld itself became an instrument we collectively played.
Most of these songs have appeared in some form or another on previous recordings, however the arrangements and performances are all new and represent where we were as a band at that moment in time after a prolonged stint of touring. It is our sincere hope that you enjoy this album even a fraction of the amount we did making it. and if weβve failed to mention it before - THANK YOU FOR LISTENING."
- THE MUTAYTOR
LOS ANGELES, 2010
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This newly rescued puppy has quickly stolen our hearts. She was set out and abandoned in our neighborhood. This little cutie was so weak that she staggered when she followed me home after a week of trying to coax her to come near me. The vet told us that she was near death and would not have survived much longer as she was severely anemic due to an infestation of hookworms and malnourished. Couldn't be happier that we found her and nursed her back to health. She is a very happy and healthy member of our family now :)
Do we?
Day twelve dozen/365.
The shirt says:
Love Thy Neighbor
Thy Homeless Neighbor
Thy Muslim Neighbor
Thy Black Neighbor
Thy Gay Neighbor
Thy White Neighbor
Thy Jewish Neighbor
Thy Transgendered Neighbor
Thy Christian Neighbor
Thy Atheist Neighbor
Thy Racist Neighbor
Thy Addicted Neighbor
Truck I saw across from Jester or San Jac or somewhere back last summer whilst ditching orientation shit with Caleb.
Existing in dream
weaving spirals of tender magic
were two lovers,
The magic and The mystery
vibrations were felt
Her heart rang like an adoring cat
which caressed its movement
into her very being.
when he left
she lay under the stars
understanding nothing but the music of the violin in her ears
and the shooting star that graced her presence and this moment
Energy rose up from her spine
and she lay grateful to all that was held and that she holds:
Blessed be that she once desired to know more of her heart
Let it be known that great thanks was given to she, the Ganga river
that body so awesome and great
with such power to soften the edges of rocks and people
who resound within and around her
and who stands strongly within this enchanting story
Paths were weaved and will never be forgot
Doors were opened as keys were found
And an understanding of what is will never be lost
And now after some time has passed
She will close her eyes to her heart
And she sees a horse
A dancing beautiful horse
So free and so strong
and she surrenders to this
even if just for a moment.