Nothing seemed to worry him/her.

It can be worrying to see someone struggling as they get older. One of the best things you can do is talk it over together with the person you're worried about, discussing your concerns and listening to each other.

Having those conversations isn't always easy. Family and friends can be deeply unsettled by signs that suggest a loved one isn't coping. Sometimes people find it difficult to have open conversations because they don't want to cause offence, or have strong emotions of their own, not wanting to acknowledge that a loved one is getting older.

www.ageuk.org.uk/information-advice/worried-about-someone/

Studio, La Preoccupazione

Spotmatic SPII, Acros 100 II, Pyrocat-HD

I worry about this year's Fall color season in West Michigan.

It's been so incredibly hot and dry that pretty much all the early pops of color (like these shots taken near the campus of Grand Valley) have turned brown, shriveled and dropped.

Fortunately, there are still a lot of green trees in the area that haven't started turning; but my fear is that they're going to go green to brown to down. :-(

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After some rich colour I am back to my favourite black and whites for some much needed serenity.

It’s been a strange week. I read about some incredible initiatives for protecting and conserving elephants earlier in the week but then I read about the Dallas Safari Club. Don’t know if you guys know this but they were auctioning off an actual ‘hunt’ of an African bull elephant to raise money for conservation purposes. I can’t even get through that sentence without making my blood boil. Not only is the idea of hunting critically endangered ideas for sport baffling, the fact that it is done in the name of conservation is just sad.

Trophy hunting is not new to people of such elite and entitled clubs. The club’s CEO in fact said there are some parts of Africa which are ‘over populated’ with elephants and their efforts would in fact benefit ‘such’ areas. And this is a long standing tradition, last year they auctioned a hunt for a black rhino in Namibia for a whopping $350,000 and even made it clear than if the government doesn’t allow them to bring the carcass back to the USA, they would not donate the money for conservation! What does this tell us? Their claims of working for conservation is nothing but a farce and these poor animals are worth more dead than alive, adorning some rich hunters’ wall while he regales his guests with tales of his hunt.

Due to intense public pressure the elephant hunt has been called off for the time being. But there are other similar trophy hunting clubs out there. And we have an obligation to stop them where we can. These are worrying times for our rhinos and elephants and there is absolutely no place for trophy hunting, irrespective of how much money misguided hunters are ready to pay for their adventures in the wild.

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Hakuna Matata - Swahili for "no worries"

Zanzibar

'no worries' On Black

Beginning Today...

Penny White, copyright 1990

Crag Hill and Sail.

They just finished the Mathematics exam

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During my latest evening of Tango dancing, I was wearing a skirt which was just a bit longer than this one. As you may have read in my profile I really enjoy the nakedness and adventure of wearing short skirts and dresses without wearing panties. One of the guys I danced with really swung me around a lot and my boyfriend told me later with a worrying voice that he spotted my vaginal lips at least 4 times. I felt embarassed and aroused at the same time, but I didn't have a lot of time to think about it, because I was asked for the next dance.

It was a guy who was at least twice my age and it surprises me sometime how great vitality and smooth dancing go together with older age. When he complimented me with my sensual lips I didn't know for sure which lips he was referring to. That cafe (The Syndicate) has quite a small dance floor and the next tango was a slow one. It was very crowded and we danced in close embrace. I let my left hand slide down in an easy manner and felt his sturdy bottom move with my body and the music. He obviously felt he could do the same, because I felt how his hand slid down casually onto the back of my skirt.

At that same time I felt his manhood grow in his trousers, while his hand slid down a little lower under the rim of my skirt. My heart started to beat a little higher, but then he slowly and casually moved his hand up under my skirt! I was doubting what to do until I looked him in the eyes. He had this warm, daring and intense look in his eyes and I felt sure that he was quite playful about what he did right then. It was that playfulness that made me relax into his arms and dance on.

He kept looking into my eyes when his hand moved up, his fingers slowly caressing my inner thigh. It was only a matter of (very long) seconds before he touched my bare vaginal lips! His eyes became even more intense, while we were still slowly moving around between the other dancers packed within the cafe. He began feeling and rubbing my lips slowly, while my heart was now bouncing in my chest. I checked if my boyfriend could see what was happening, but I spotted him at the bar, trying to get throug the cue to buy a drink.

I felt how my dancing partner now had a thick and hot rod hidden in his pants and my lower lips felt like they were dripping with wetness from the excitement. I noticed a couple sitting at the edge of the dancing space looking with a big smile and great interest at my skirt. It was only then that I realised how part of my nude butt was exposed to their eyes and so was the hand that was caressing my lips below that butt with lovely intent. Within a second I moved my hips in a sudden turn.

This made it even worse because my partner was not as quick, making my skirt slide up completely, exposing all my completely naked flesh under my skirt for everyone to see. The packed crowd saved me, because I only noticed a few people giving a possible sign that they could see my derriere! And than something strange started to happen. The look in my partner's eyes was still playful but at the same time there was an intensity to it that connected with the intimacy and vulnerability of being naked. Something that I would normally only feel while making love with my boyfriend.

I suddenly felt a total surrender to my sensuality within the dance. I felt eager to be watched by all the men and women within the cafe, while my body was being touched only by the music, my partner and the air that I was breathing. It wasn´t my heart that was pounding anymore. It was my whole body pulsating with sexual energy and it wanted to be seen, enjoyed by admiring eyes that were already undressing me now with their interested looks. It felt like being drunk and I wanted my partner to bluntly expose me as much as possible.

It was as if his eyes were saying "are you sure" and it felt like there was a slightly dangerous touch added to his gaze. It was like he looked right into my heart and I only remember my heart shouting "yes, please, expose me, show me, let me feel naked completely!" It felt like I wanted everyone to see ME. Dancing naked with all these people around me would show them all of ME. Not the cover, the package, but ME.

My body moved in a spasm, pushing my behind even more outwards, as if it was begging for his hands to keep caressing it's halves. As if he could feel my thoughts, my partner now moved his hand casually to the side of my skirt and with a swing in the dance his arm moved my skirt up completely again, now even more than before, right up to my middle, showing my completely naked butt, my naked and shaved vagina, and my naked upper part of my thighs right down to the edge of my hold-up stockings. I was bending over, leaning my breasts against his chest, pushing my butt backwards, positioning my vaginal lips outward as if my body wanted everyone to feel induced to lick me and penetrate me, and I shivered from the fear about the desire that made me dare to go beyond all fear!

It frightened me that I was thrilled! I didn't drink a drop of alcohol and I was completely drunk from the feeling this blunt exposure brought home to me. I saw quite a few gazing faces that noticed my completely bare bottom and naked genitals, and it made me drunk in the surrender that I felt during the few seconds that my partner held up my skirt. As if nothing had happened, he changed the position of his arm and my skirt fell down friveously, while we kept on dancing.

All this had happened in only a few minutes and I'm still trembling when I think of what happened. My boyfriend was one of the gazing faces at the end and that put an end to the excitement. I still have to cope with the not so nice reaction he had and somehow I understand. On the other hand I feel this experience is very important for me and I need to come to terms with it. I wrote this spontaneously, when looking at this picture, giving a comment.

Reading my comment back, it had become so lenghty, I decided to copy the picture of Arnd Butoh on my own stream (with a link back to the sourceof course), as the source of inspiration that made me share this confession and get to terms with what has taken me over recently. This picture makes feel me less alone about my personal experience, knowing other people may have similar experiences and dare to share them here. I'm learning about me and I love and dread it!

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The past few years have been extremely dry on the Swedish island of Öland. Little to no snow in the winter, and barely any rain during summer, has lead to a water shortage + a shortage of feed for the many animals on the island. Once lush meadows now provide very little nutrition. It is a big worry and shows the very real consequences of climate change.

so many worries

mixed media on wood: acrylic paint, metallic paint, crackle paint, collage paper, sharpie pens

12" X 12"

2022

jennifer beinhacker

jenniferbeinhcker.com

art outside the edge

MEANING OF PAINTING:

so many worries-democracy, climate change, viruses including covid 19, economy, woman's rights, voting rights, all people's rights, war in ukraine, and the list goes on and on.

So I have a lot of anxieties. Sometimes it gets so overwhelming nothing makes sense. I'm in my thirties now and you know, you'd think anxiety only lasts during your teenage years but sometimes it never goes away. I've been anxious about my career, my future, my love life, my body image, my social image, gosh, you name it. I can only assume some of you may feel anxious about something or other and I can also only assume your coping mechanisms.

One day as I was exploring every nook and cranny of New York City I stumbled upon a New Age shop (I love New Age shops) called Stick Stone and Bone. They had amazing precious stones, and petrified rocks, and incense, and tarots cards, you name it. But what I remember specifically were these little stick figure-like dolls wrapped in a colorful fabric called 'Worry-Dolls'. The story goes, that in Ancient Mayan civilization (or modern Guatemala), they were given to children so they could confide their worries. One doll for each worry. After, the children would place the dolls under their pillows and then sleep through the night. When they woke, the dolls would have worked their magic and the children's worries went away! I was instantly enchanted! I had goosebumps and even felt calmer after learning that and holding one of the dolls in my hand. A lot of people don't have access to therapy or anti-depressants, or maybe they don't have a close friend circle they can confide in every time they encounter a life hurdle. Sometimes, something really simple, like a fabric and stick doll can make all the difference. Sometimes all you need is something small to believe in but in fact, you're really learning to believe in yourself and invest in your own power. I'm all about that.

Find the Guatemalan WORRY-DOLLS at ACCESS Event starting July 12th, 10 PM SLT and at the main store after (Link in the PICKS section of avatar Lucas Lameth)

***NOTE*** I'm unable to change the image here but the permissions are actually COPY & MODIFY instead of MODIFY & COPY

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Zurich Switzerland

“Worry is like a rocking chair--it gives you something to do, but it doesn't get you anywhere.”

(Harold Stephens 1957 - Present)

There have been the most fantastic clouds this month, so huge and fluffy and in so many interesting shapes. This looks like a mushroom cloud, but this is Wisconsin not Nevada............lol

Explore on October 21, 2009. Thank you!

He was just eating. Rocky Mountain Bighorn Sheep.

a happy Friday ........and :

Don't Worry Be Happy

Here's a little song I wrote

You might want to sing it note for note

Don't worry, be happy

In every life we have some trouble

But when you worry, you make it double

Don't worry, be happy

Don't worry, be happy now

don't worry......

In every life we have some trouble

But when you worry, you make it double

Don't worry, be happy

Don't worry, be happy now

don't worry......

Interview in two days and the me and the clones are starting to really worry..... not sure why as I'm super prepeped for all this. Still its a bad sign that they are so distracted they are not trying to kill me.... :S

Weird how much darker it got when I loaded it on to flickr as well! Guess it suits the mood....

18 august 2006

this entry is late...mostly because it's taken me a few days to get over the events of this past tuesday's training class.

as some of you already know, matea has fear issues with other dogs, stemming from 4 months of bad experiences at dog parks when she was 8-10 mos of age. add to that her breed - GWPs are bred for "sharpness", meaning if they perceive a threat they're going in, and matea is definitely the quintessential GWP - plus she's a female, and a wannabe alpha...even though with her own pack of at least five other dogs, she's a big pushover.

in class, cheryl - my new hero in dog training and behavior - sometimes has exercises in controlled chaos...dogs retrieving across each other's paths, toys flying everywhere, excitement amped up...all to create dogs who are more interested in working with/for their handler than be distracted by other dogs.

for matea, such exercises are brilliant as it boosts her confidence, showing her that she can work around other dogs and focus on the task at hand without perceiving a threat from every dog she encounters. and she's doing wonderfully. we'd not had a single incident with matea in almost 4 mos of classes, even if another dog accidentally bumps into her or gets into her face.

...until this past tuesday.

taz (an older jack russell...ironically sold to cheryl by another friend of mine who breeds JRTs and has a wirehaired pointer as well!) was in class. during a controlled-chaos exercise, matea was heading out - full steam - to retrieve her tennis ball for me...dogs everywhere, and go figure the ball should roll under taz, the JRT.

taz spun, facing off with matea, and matea had her head down, totally wanting to back away. this was my interpretation of her reaction, and it was confirmed by cheryl after class when we reviewed the event.

matea was actually making the decision to forget the ball, and more importantly, forget the JRT, deciding neither was worth it. if i'd called her back, i truly believe she would have come. but since cheryl's goal is to build this dog's confidence, i stuck to the task at hand: "fetch...fetch." then, apparently, taz made the first challenge/snap. at that point the GWP sharpness kicked in and matea was on her. you've never heard such screaming...cheryl assured me later that taz had been through WAY worse during flyball events, and that her reaction tends to be extreme screaming at just about anything.

with the screaming, the GWP prey-drive kicked in...probably 10 times that of any normal dog. being 50-feet away, i wasn't in the fray until it was over 5 seconds later. 5 seconds that felt like a bloody lifetime. matea was not giving up. BUT let me assure you there was no blood, no injuries, which i suppose i should derive confidence from, in that my dog does have bite inhibition.

i DO believe that had i been right there, the incident would have stopped before it began. however, i wasn't. and fortunately cheryl WAS. AND fortunately taz is one of cheryl's dogs (owned by a niece, i believe). AND fortunately, cheryl is cesar millan in a woman's form. she was calm and assertive, snatching matea's beard and twisting, then holding her by her lips for a good 4 seconds before switching to her happy-voice and saying: "okay! let's go play!"

for the next ten minutes cheryl had me send matea for retrieves with taz right there (held by cheryl), and in fact, growling at matea....a rottie was lunging at the other side of matea (a friendly rottie, but matea doesn't seem capable of discerning the difference), and other dogs at the receiving end. you could literally see matea work through her fears, her body cringing as she came close to the other dogs, yet following through with the task at hand with coaching from me. but it was clear that matea does NOT want confrontation...she was giving the growling JRT a wide berth after that, and not because she'd been reprimanded for fighting. there was really no reprimand.

still, seeing 68 lbs of solid muscle on a little 15 lb JRT is truly frightening. growing up i witnessed the swift death of a pug at the jaws of our one german shepherd...and i saw many fights between our shepherds. any kind of dog fight or scuffle has a major effect on me, even on tv, and i'm working to overcome that.

after class, with her arm around my shoulders, cheryl pointed to matea, lying 20' away on her own in a down even as the JRT was being led past her.... "that is not a bad dog," cheryl said. "if that was a bad dog, i'd be going home and digging a hole tonight."

HAPPY WINDOW WEDNESDAY(S) !

Well, only a bit of the actual window shows (upper left). However, the shutter and the androgynous little metal shutter keeper are certainly window stuff.

I think this is interesting on a composition level, but as per the caption, I am worried about the wires. It seems it wouldn't take much to create electrical trouble.

What if the wire insulation deteriorates more and some snow or wet debris connects the shutter keeper to both window wires? I wonder if I am beginning to sound like the world's most famous worrier about little things, Woody Allen.

Location: Village of Kembs, Alsace FR.

In my album: Dan's Wired World.

"Do not worry about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink, what you will put on your body...is not life more than food?...look at the birds of the air...for they neither sow nor reap...yet your Heavenly Father feeds them...

Are you not of more value than they?" (matt. 6:25-26)

Hakuna Matata

Intentionally greenish and sharp.

Taken with a Meyer-Optik Görlitz Trioplan 100mm f2.8 wide open.

No worries guys! It's another moc! Not the one that got 83 faves! Just decided to put Jane's (name I'm gonna give to my most faved moc))) head on it. Can't finish first one yet simply because some parts are on their way from bricklink!)

“To be a star, you must shine your own light, follow your own path, and don't worry about the darkness, for that is when the stars shine brightest”

Pob lwc Bethan - on the catwalk today for the first time xxxxxx

Dont worry about a thing,

cause every little thing gonna be all right.

Singin: dont worry about a thing,

cause every little thing gonna be all right

www.youtube.com/watch?v=qjtbhmQhsXg

There once was a wild dog

named Worry

who traveled tensed up

and in a hurry.

He said, "My lunch was meat tarts,

it led to some farts,

And this evening's meal

is a curry."