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    April 29

    Time And Again ...

    Time And Again
     
    Saturday...a trip to Petsmart...time to buy a few pet supplies for Cleo Cat and the two remaining love birds...Baby and Hootie.  I walked the aisles looking at assorted items and as I rounded the corner at the end of an Aisle I came face to face with a minature schnauzer.  I felt a familiar tug within me....
     
    My breath caught in my throat...as the little schnauzer strained at his leash and pulled to come close to me.  His sweet little face looked into mine as he jumped with delight.  I bent down, and began petting him...the warmth of his little fur..the scent of sweet puppy dog filled my nostrils..and suddenly without warning, tears began to stream down my cheeks.  I looked up to see the owner of the little dog ....her face filled with concern as her eyes searched mine.  I explained, as I held her dog close to my heart..."I lost my two little schnauzers two months ago..forgive me for crying..but these are tears of happiness.  You see, your little dog has reminded me of the wonderful love and joy that I knew during the time my Ancient Men were with me."  I cuddled her dog a few moments more, and then stood up..."Thank you for allowing me to feel the love of your little dog...it was wonderful!"  She smiled and they walked away.
     
    I stood a brief moment more..savoring the feeling...and then I continued my shopping. 
     
    It was like that for a long time after Mike had died..infact it still is.  I either hear the sound of laughter that reminds me of Mike's laugh..or from time to time, I find myself searching the construction sites as I drive by...my eyes trained on the cab of the Heavy Equipment Scrapers...for a glimpse of a man in a hard hat..that reminds me of Mike.
     
     
     
     
    And sometimes I would see him....in the face of another...The same bright eyes....or the way he wore his jeans...and for a moment in time....my heart would skip a beat....and I would smile.....
     
    Time and Again...
     
     
    And so it is with my Ancient Men....I see them sometimes in the look of other little dogs..or a sound of a bark..that sounds exactly like Max or Buddy's greeting when I would come home...  Sweet reminders of "once was"....Time and Again....
     
    I think they are all my Angels now...Mike, the Ancient Men...CC Bird....they are Angels awaiting for my return..and sometimes when they know that I am lonely...they come to me...in the sound of laughter..or the faces of others.....a certain look...a sweet scent ....that fills my mind with memories of another time...another place... Love....Time and Again.
    April 23

    Love

     
     
    Love is Life that can never really be taken away
     
     

    Rejuvenation

     
     
    Dear Sandra,
    Here is your horoscope
    for Sunday, April 23:

    "Been so busy that you haven't been able to appreciate the things that truly matter? It's time to slow it down -- way down -- and get outside. Your system needs some rejuvenation that only natural wonders can bring."
     
    Hmmm perhaps this is why the "call of Spring" has been resounding deep within my soul.  Another beautiful day out today altho by tonight the rain and snow showers are to come in with a cool-down of 30 degrees in temperature for tomorrow.  We need the moisture here in Colorado..the fire danger is extremely high.  I thought about this yesterday as I enjoyed the day in the sun at Cherry Creek Reservoir and watched the clouds slip over the mountains.
     
    Today I will spend quietly...it is time to emotionally conserve...ready for the busy work week at the medical clinic.  Rest and relaxation is on the "to-do" list for today..cuddle up later with a good book and as the temperatures drop tonight...sit infront of the fire.
     
    Rejuvenation....it is Spring.  The trees are leafing...the lawn greening...little spring flowers are in bloom....I feel alive and well and so happy.  Life truly is beautiful if one can just take the moment to see past the "business of life" and steal away to appreciate the beauty of this Earth.  
     
    I love you my children...my grandchildren...my beloved family and friends...My soul rejoices ....It is a good day to be alive. 

     


    April 22

    A Day at Cherry Creek Reservoir

     
     
    Cherry Creek Reservoir
     
    My Horoscope for today April 22, 2006:
    Dear Sandra,
    Here is your horoscope
    for Saturday, April 22:

    Your inner artist is crying out for a little quality time -- a little regular quality time. How long has it been since you let yourself play? Letting your creativity loose could just make the rest of your life more fun, too.
     
    I read the Horoscope and knew what I needed to do.
     
    It was simple.  We needed out of the house.  It was 78 degrees today.  We made a decision.
    Jordan and I headed for Cherry Creek Reservoir..which is approximately three miles from my house.  It was a day for a picnic for the two of us that consisted of Fried  chicken, baked beans, chips, cookies, and bottled water.  I had stopped at Walmart and picked up a Zebco beginner's fishing pole..I had not decided whether it was for Jordan or myself.  I decided it was for Jordan.   Fortunately for the fish, we didn't catch them!  However, there were fishermen who seemed to have the proper knack of fishing.  Fish were being caught today.  Just not for Jordan and me!   It didn't matter.  What mattered was having fun!  Being outside with my granddaughter in the Colorado Sunshine...  The sun warm upon our skin.  Bicyclists and hikers were everywhere.  Sailboats lazily drifted by. 
     
    It was a gorgeous Spring day and a time for Grandmother and Granddaughter to smile in the Sun.
     
    It was a day to Play!
      It was a day to rejoice...
     
     
     
    April 16

    Easter Morning Awakening

    Easter Morning Awakening 
     
     
    Beloved Mountains
    Stir with majesty
    And the Birth of Spring
    Sings within all creatures
    It is Easter Morning Awakening.
     
     
    My heart  awakens
    To the Robin's song..
    My soul rejoices
    Spring is  born anew
    It is Easter Morning Awakening.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     My children awaken
    To the laughter of my grandchildren
    As the Easter Hunt begins...
    It is Easter Morning Awakening
     
     
     
     
     
    May the Blessings from Above
    Be upon this Earth
    For all of Mankind
    On this Easter Morning Awakening
     
    Copyright Sandra E McEwen 2006
     
     
     
     
    Happy Easter to each of you!
     
     
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    April 10

    Cat Rules

     
     Thank you Nitadee for sharing this with me.  I sat and laughed because I believe Cleo Cat definitely lives by the Cat Rules!!!!
     
    So sit back ye who have entered my site and  and relax and have a good laugh...And especially for all  of you who own cats and who have definitely experienced this!!!!
     
    CAT RULES
    Rules for Cats to Live

      BATHROOMS: Always accompany guests to the bathroom.  It is not necessary to do anything. 

    Just sit and stare.     

    DOORS: Do not allow any closed doors in any room. 

    To get door open, stand on hind legs and  hammer with forepaws.   Once door is opened, it is not necessary 

    to use it.  After you have ordered  an "outside" door opened, stand halfway  in and out and think about

     several things.  This is particularly important

    during very cold weather,

    rain, snow, or mosquito season.      

    CHAIRS AND RUGS: If you have to throw up,

    get to a chair quickly.  If you cannot manage in time,

    get to an  Oriental rug. If there is no Oriental rug, 

     shag is good.  When throwing up on the carpet, 

    make sure you back up so it is as long  as a

    humans bare foot.        

    HAMPERING:  If one of your humans is engaged

    in  some activity and the other is idle,  stay with the

    busy one.  This is called "helping," otherwise known as "hampering."  Following are the rules for "hampering:

    " 1) When supervising cooking, sit just behind the

    left heel of the cook. You cannot be seen and

    thereby stand a better chance of being stepped on

    and then picked up and comforted.

     2) For book readers, get in close under the chin,

     between eyes and book,unless you can lie  across

    the book itself. 

    3) For paperwork, lie on the work in the

    most appropriate manner so as to obscure as much 

    of the work as possible or at least.  Pretend to doze,

    but every so often reach  out and slap the pencil or pen.

     4) When a human is holding the newspaper in

    front of him/her, be sure to jump on  the back

    of the paper. Humans love to jump.  

     5) When human is working at computer,

    jump up on desk, walk across keyboard,

    bat at mouse pointer on screen and

    then lay in human's lap across arms,

    hampering typing in progress.     

    WALKING: As often as possible, dart quickly

    and as close as possible in front of the human,

    especially:  on stairs, when they have something

    in their arms, in the dark, and when they first

    get up  in the morning. This will help their 

     coordination skills.             

    BEDTIME: Always sleep on the human at night 

     so he/she cannot move around.            

     LITTER BOX: When using the litter box,

    be sure to kick  as much litter out of the box

    as possible.  Humans love the feel of kitty litter 

     between their toes.     

    HIDING: Every now and then, hide in a place 

     where the humans cannot find you. Do not come out

    for three to four  hours under any circumstances.  

    This will cause the humans to panic  (which they love) thinking that you  have run away or are lost. 

     Once you do come out, the humans will  cover you

    with love and kisses  and you will probably get a treat.        

    ONE LAST THOUGHT: Whenever possible,

    get close to a human, especially their face,

    turn around, and present your butt to them. 

    Humans love this, so do it often.

    And don't forget guests! 

    April 09

    Ritual of Spring

     
    I noticed on my morning walk around the neighborhood that there were hummingbird feeders hung on several patios.    When I lived in the mountains I hung a hummingbird feeder out every spring and I would sit and watch in fascination for hours as the little birds came to suckle the sweet nectar.
     
    I walked home and found the glass hummingbird feeder packed away in my hall closet.  I washed it and then filled it with a premixed honey nectar solution for hummingbirds that I had purchased from the local pet store.
     
    My spirit rose in excitement as I hung it carefully from the patio beam outside my window.   I have performed my ritual of Spring today....and in my heart I feel the joy within springing forth like a bubbling brook....it is the celebration of Life...
     
    The sun shone warm upon my skin as I stood outside admiring the little hummingbird feeder.  It is the welcoming of Spring that I embrace.
     
    So now I wait...wait for the tiny winged creatures to come....like a Field of Dreams...I wait...
     
    May it Be.
    April 07

    Spring Snowfall

     
     
     
    It is snowing softly outside...the Spring Snowfall has come to Denver.  The weatherman says the storm will not last..moving swiftly it is already headed out of Denver and onto the plains.  We have needed moisture...I welcome it as a blessing from Above.....like tears from the Angels...the snow falls gently blanketing the lawn.
     
    From my window, Cleo the Cat and I watch the snow....a beautiful Friday morning.  Tomorrow the weatherman predicts near 70 degrees..the snow will be melted and this will have been but a memory.  But for today, I shall rejoice as the snow falls on this Spring morning.
    April 04

    I Dream of God...

     
    I Dream of God...
     
     
    I dream of God...
    And Silver Mountains
    I dream of God...
    As the Day fades to Night
    I close my eyes
    As the Sun
    Kisses the Snowcaps
    And the night wind
    Whispers Good Night
    To all Mortals below.
     
    And I dream...
    Of one more look at you.
     
     
     
    copyright Sandra McEwen 2006