tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1554539661831662272024-02-07T09:59:30.073-08:00Captured by the WordÉowynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11740991607580029470noreply@blogger.comBlogger98125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-155453966183166227.post-41057027965562126162020-08-21T17:02:00.009-07:002020-08-21T17:22:58.508-07:00Legends of Western Cinema Week Tag // 2020<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuqlqUmYcarDjk6hUmiSIMYWQSCnzyyyyRNJN8ZTwWElWMhRqpcDdM0KoHjW1ac1fhfzH_DMPI3Iqp-haVBQGFyJ-aEur72hjek5mSjYD9st2GQU2njojKNIT6O7IKfgOfqnU3ju_ZVk0v/s727/Grizzly+Adams+and+Ben+3.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="727" data-original-width="474" height="512" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuqlqUmYcarDjk6hUmiSIMYWQSCnzyyyyRNJN8ZTwWElWMhRqpcDdM0KoHjW1ac1fhfzH_DMPI3Iqp-haVBQGFyJ-aEur72hjek5mSjYD9st2GQU2njojKNIT6O7IKfgOfqnU3ju_ZVk0v/w334-h512/Grizzly+Adams+and+Ben+3.jpg" width="334" /></a></div><p style="text-align: center;">Hey friends! </p><p style="text-align: center;">I'm so happy to present my contribution to <a href="https://hamlette.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Hamlette</a> and <a href="http://ladyofanorien.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Heidi</a>'s <i>Legends of Western Cinema 2020 </i>blog party. Classic westerns via both the big screen and TV - and novel, but nevermind that now - or laptop screen or what have you, are one of my tip-top <i>joyous-good </i>things, and I could not let this week pass without joining the party! </p><h3 style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlX56LeNYi_-yBJkUk6iVi2QPYDwOK87vVViUbpbAzmHAlPhCmqXcdo02tHejZJQmB6I9DfsyBrYItFUNRW9RZ43OD7LHNqjX2S0sCXudfGUIwqVuxcPE4M89xtC5rN_yO7JaN_kj3XNrJ/s2048/Thunderhoof+%25281948%2529.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="384" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlX56LeNYi_-yBJkUk6iVi2QPYDwOK87vVViUbpbAzmHAlPhCmqXcdo02tHejZJQmB6I9DfsyBrYItFUNRW9RZ43OD7LHNqjX2S0sCXudfGUIwqVuxcPE4M89xtC5rN_yO7JaN_kj3XNrJ/w512-h384/Thunderhoof+%25281948%2529.jpg" width="512" /></a></div><br /></h3><h3 style="text-align: center;">What's the last western you watched?</h3><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Thunderhoof</i> (1948). </div><div style="text-align: center;">I discovered said film through <a href="http://laurasmiscmusings.blogspot.com/2020/07/tonights-movie-thunderhoof-1948.html" target="_blank">Miss Laura's review</a> (could not love/recommend that lady's <a href="http://laurasmiscmusings.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">blog</a> more BTW), was fascinated by the sound of it, and then stayed up until midnight watching it when I finally found it. I'm not sure I blinked the entire time, the intensity of it is so completely unusual and real and full of gritty emotion. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfIg593vqNuY3bV4NqxwBJJcXfdi87xCo5yJ84m1DRIgvcAShRznMC7qfl6G7QEX-t_nU2UUzZIiubfo_1POKGzlcR6qjWOdsuSHPTYn9IHZrxs10B22GMt0YWrRDVXcr3oHVNL9b_dkIs/s2048/Thunderhoof+%25281948%2529+ENDING.jpg"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="384" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfIg593vqNuY3bV4NqxwBJJcXfdi87xCo5yJ84m1DRIgvcAShRznMC7qfl6G7QEX-t_nU2UUzZIiubfo_1POKGzlcR6qjWOdsuSHPTYn9IHZrxs10B22GMt0YWrRDVXcr3oHVNL9b_dkIs/w512-h384/Thunderhoof+%25281948%2529+ENDING.jpg" width="512" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><h3 style="text-align: center;">A western of any stripe (happy or tragic) where you were highly satisfied by the ending?</h3><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Again, <i>Thunderhoof</i>. :) </div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>WARNING: ENTERING SOMEWHAT SPOILER TERRITORY AHEAD</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">It's just so heart-filling, yet not overly gooey, though I am SO NOT one to ever knock a good 'ol maple sappy ending. This one just felt perfect. Having had a rocky time of it, they're more than a little tired both mentally and physically; but nevertheless, they're the stronger for it and everything will be well.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmiQc8LnjR5UBstu61cbz2tsyBXyUPIWtdaKjPyzqAQCCubxk7MlKtZCJhcH2nL5oBsQdpVX7vDT0vAqw_eIKAECDG3Q2Cd00bW1D1xTs0ivBsw7eaGpALV2iX1okNHBuXReiWAnatvRZO/s550/the-apple-dumpling-gang.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="330" data-original-width="550" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmiQc8LnjR5UBstu61cbz2tsyBXyUPIWtdaKjPyzqAQCCubxk7MlKtZCJhcH2nL5oBsQdpVX7vDT0vAqw_eIKAECDG3Q2Cd00bW1D1xTs0ivBsw7eaGpALV2iX1okNHBuXReiWAnatvRZO/s0/the-apple-dumpling-gang.jpg" /></a></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><h3 style="text-align: center;">The funniest western you've seen?</h3><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>The Apple Dumpling Gang</i> (1975) </div><div style="text-align: center;">I ask you does it REALLY get any better than this?!?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPMssvdTkFQOOfrbob7gTq2NvAJ0aisvE2GUJdZ6IWEKJ34-xt0RwDszPOSuGN2gyyyV2CNj7Ci9ofEEhUVdAYv4qleV8UGw6q92XmaUlOMEIN62Vy5IMSUJsoOJp4JtyzGs1Mp8mK53n0/s788/My+Darling+Clementine+%25281946%2529+2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPMssvdTkFQOOfrbob7gTq2NvAJ0aisvE2GUJdZ6IWEKJ34-xt0RwDszPOSuGN2gyyyV2CNj7Ci9ofEEhUVdAYv4qleV8UGw6q92XmaUlOMEIN62Vy5IMSUJsoOJp4JtyzGs1Mp8mK53n0/s788/My+Darling+Clementine+%25281946%2529+2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="591" data-original-width="788" height="384" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPMssvdTkFQOOfrbob7gTq2NvAJ0aisvE2GUJdZ6IWEKJ34-xt0RwDszPOSuGN2gyyyV2CNj7Ci9ofEEhUVdAYv4qleV8UGw6q92XmaUlOMEIN62Vy5IMSUJsoOJp4JtyzGs1Mp8mK53n0/w512-h384/My+Darling+Clementine+%25281946%2529+2.jpg" width="512" /></a></div><p></p><h3 style="text-align: center;">What similar elements/themes show up in your favorite westerns?</h3><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I feel this could grow and mature over the years, and this is more for westerns in general; but...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>The fact that good, bad, or indifferent you always see the true heart and character of the people in them. </i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Of course, that is an element that can be found in war films and other such stories that put people in such challenging situations that allow them to respond with honesty. I also love the loyalty and comradery that grows between the most unexpected people, and laid-back hard-hitting, but not cruel wit.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidLHnmgOOnEp1FbKlb7zLOCdo3SLTxYhj9rWit-c3uS6cuzo6kjQK_cDMCFCvaW4dlv9KeeU6I7yAcR-wM3eSbbQ33UB4YLQ5YKYCt0w0q1GzKQBD-BBwb7bsbhW22rTUddBx2uI-FXUR9/s261/Rio+Bravo+%2528Angie+Dickerson%2529.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="193" data-original-width="261" height="301" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidLHnmgOOnEp1FbKlb7zLOCdo3SLTxYhj9rWit-c3uS6cuzo6kjQK_cDMCFCvaW4dlv9KeeU6I7yAcR-wM3eSbbQ33UB4YLQ5YKYCt0w0q1GzKQBD-BBwb7bsbhW22rTUddBx2uI-FXUR9/w408-h301/Rio+Bravo+%2528Angie+Dickerson%2529.jpeg" width="408" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><h3 style="text-align: center;">A favorite actress, who made one or more westerns?</h3><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Angie Dickerson. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">My own answer for this actually rather surprised me as she and I did not click at all at first. I have NOT seen every western she ever did, yet, in what I have, she always brings dignity and a no-nonsense hard-working ladylike air to whatever character she is playing, and I always end up loving her.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMz0Cn9oSgNmgfyRqMhMvPQT60ZfUKqW8eWRSFWNkv84m_dPIAXqQzft17uQl-WOUUtBSYOCfXQMdJcWvXmyKvZI6Od8bqm6Y25gR9LWdsHrR0RN-dj8p9C1diQFWRXtN56zRuvCBIQ4aF/s340/The+Deputy+%2528Henry+Fonda+and+Allen+Case.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="340" data-original-width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMz0Cn9oSgNmgfyRqMhMvPQT60ZfUKqW8eWRSFWNkv84m_dPIAXqQzft17uQl-WOUUtBSYOCfXQMdJcWvXmyKvZI6Od8bqm6Y25gR9LWdsHrR0RN-dj8p9C1diQFWRXtN56zRuvCBIQ4aF/s0/The+Deputy+%2528Henry+Fonda+and+Allen+Case.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><h3 style="text-align: center;"><b>Favorite western hero/sidekick pairing?</b></h3><div><b><br /></b></div><div style="text-align: center;">Clay McCord and Simon Fry + Fran McCord in <i>The Deputy </i>(1959-1961)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />Clay's constant exasperation, tempered by his ever-present good-nature toward Simon's schemes, Fran's sisterly protection of her brother, but her ultimate grudging care of Simon, too + Simon's watchful eye over both of them. The relationship between this three-some is brilliantly done and so warm and feely to watch.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzvNJ8wA3gcL-UQlovFi3er7IBckTeNcVnOMCqVYgBO6mD8-JQnpxhj71AAWC1Xm5DnO3uYO3MrZVkBTuscIAYTB-NhD7uFyn090Q5dgGqHTVh53qwUBUJm_lJOAA2y9vojd_ffI_dO1ka/s564/Grizzly+Adams+and+Ben.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="317" data-original-width="564" height="254" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzvNJ8wA3gcL-UQlovFi3er7IBckTeNcVnOMCqVYgBO6mD8-JQnpxhj71AAWC1Xm5DnO3uYO3MrZVkBTuscIAYTB-NhD7uFyn090Q5dgGqHTVh53qwUBUJm_lJOAA2y9vojd_ffI_dO1ka/w451-h254/Grizzly+Adams+and+Ben.jpg" width="451" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Grizzly Adams and Ben in <i>The Life and Times of Grizzly Adams </i>(1977-1978)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The ultimate sidekick story: a fugitive on the run turned mountain man and his bear. It could not be more adorable to observe and it's exactly the kind of sidekick tale I most aspire to have. I mean.. <i>just look at that picture.</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">...and the Earp Brothers in <i>My Darling Clementine</i> (1946)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">You didn't think I was going to leave them out, did you? </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><h3 style="text-align: center;">Scariest villain/antagonist in a western?</h3><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I'm not sure that I would label them as the most terrifying, </div><div style="text-align: center;">but for pure <i>how-could-you be-so -cruel</i>? ability: the entire passel of Clanton's in <i>MDC</i>. </div><div style="text-align: center;">It's been years since I've first seen the film, but I have yet to forgive them in any way.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs3jrq0YGEyNPHhj6iXSVuHQnekjCcX8gSLJlGPQp-oNS8TU5xnIj6DepeHWQbo4uiafbFQpe56k4ZUKy5u6T_3vYH3zkfpe_nYRXxZMMcPsJc8MCmGupty5FbCnKcMtWg57Pto3FT0PWo/s564/My+Darling+Clementine+%2528Tim+Holt%2529.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="To quote Barney in an entirely different context: Oh, Virgil, Virgil, VIRGIL!" border="0" data-original-height="424" data-original-width="564" height="339" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs3jrq0YGEyNPHhj6iXSVuHQnekjCcX8gSLJlGPQp-oNS8TU5xnIj6DepeHWQbo4uiafbFQpe56k4ZUKy5u6T_3vYH3zkfpe_nYRXxZMMcPsJc8MCmGupty5FbCnKcMtWg57Pto3FT0PWo/w451-h339/My+Darling+Clementine+%2528Tim+Holt%2529.jpg" width="451" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">To quote Barney in an entirely different context: <i>Oh, Virgil, Virgil, VIRGIL</i>!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><h3 style="text-align: center;">Favorite romance in a western?</h3><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Cannot, will not choose.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqb4xStYjf18RQq7ozo6gfSOEQ1z0OC-9RBsSjreOO2HmgDYfVoh3K94mjCmDP84oayMFkwN0AJxaXP7VAkyd2dvX_sgsDL54TLd9zeFQqit1ER4MzhHFmBXlLaYQ3XVkjRlr5Hdy3hcXD/s1600/My+Darling+Clementine+%25281946%2529+1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="1600" height="288" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqb4xStYjf18RQq7ozo6gfSOEQ1z0OC-9RBsSjreOO2HmgDYfVoh3K94mjCmDP84oayMFkwN0AJxaXP7VAkyd2dvX_sgsDL54TLd9zeFQqit1ER4MzhHFmBXlLaYQ3XVkjRlr5Hdy3hcXD/w512-h288/My+Darling+Clementine+%25281946%2529+1.jpg" width="512" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span face="" style="background-color: white; color: #4e4e4e; font-family: georgia, utopia, "palatino linotype", palatino, serif; font-size: 16.5px;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">Wyatt Earp and Clementine in <i>My Darling Clementine </i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Their relationship is sweet, respectable, and completely hilarious.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4ymQ3n9kyizLLcHV4ZzboGwdoV32oUtsBJCM9WIFg257aPmP7dVrDgx7Gj0Jj_uMFe9gneEWb7BUrns9Bv0CleQxrMkea0-g0B5sm37ARI1VCB-OJ3YIZLzbQ8lvMLDf8mByefBD-hvC9/s1003/Stagecoach+%25281966%2529+2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="567" data-original-width="1003" height="290" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4ymQ3n9kyizLLcHV4ZzboGwdoV32oUtsBJCM9WIFg257aPmP7dVrDgx7Gj0Jj_uMFe9gneEWb7BUrns9Bv0CleQxrMkea0-g0B5sm37ARI1VCB-OJ3YIZLzbQ8lvMLDf8mByefBD-hvC9/w512-h290/Stagecoach+%25281966%2529+2.jpg" width="512" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Ringo and Dallas from <a href="http://headinthecloudsandpeninhand.blogspot.com/2015/12/stagecoach-1966.html" target="_blank"><i>Stagecoach</i> (1966)</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">She is more than a little distrustful, but with a longing for good, true affection and with a gentleness just waiting for someone to need it. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">He is as quintessential cowboy as one could hope to find.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Together... perfection.</div><p style="background-color: white; 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It's heartwarming, hilarious, realistic, and a thing of perfect, unpretentious artistry. And just in case a man living with his bear and raccoons in a cabin in the Rockies isn't delightful <i>enough</i> he also has Denver Pyle as his outrageous, trapper friend, Mad Jack. 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With a well-controlled, but fierce temper, a thoughtful bent, and deeply conscientious, Johnny Yuma is high on my list of someone to have around if you're in a dreadful spot, and that is not something I say lightly. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Also, the theme song is sung by Johnny Cash so there is that, too. :)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikOJLw_KhMsADqEd6s7geQe2LmZPEXOflbodWH4njDR7QtuemB2css7FL4TlbiiVgtruYmz9lYgFUYlwyuzMp_kls4skQMqNNlNRkFvsJV4HdAcZ-ZF4jHq1l4GdRsc81jkozXfIxK2rvo/s465/Tombstone+Territory.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="349" data-original-width="465" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikOJLw_KhMsADqEd6s7geQe2LmZPEXOflbodWH4njDR7QtuemB2css7FL4TlbiiVgtruYmz9lYgFUYlwyuzMp_kls4skQMqNNlNRkFvsJV4HdAcZ-ZF4jHq1l4GdRsc81jkozXfIxK2rvo/s0/Tombstone+Territory.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><h3 style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-weight: normal;">Tombstone Territory </i><span style="font-weight: normal;">(1957-1959)</span></h3><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">I have only seen the first season of this series so far, but oh do I love it! Not a bit beyond losing his temper or making errors in judgment, Sheriff Clay Hollister (what is it with those Clays?) is also not above knowing his own limitations and taking no-nonsense from the "bad men" he has to deal with while still treating them like the men they can be.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS_4B1A6ucUiuXh6OOOS-yArYaotp2CW5yGgGxFc1RsLjnTBLTQsxjIh6S3I-AhhP-wirzEliwFDiNeefrcThyphenhyphen7EAuaOm_M4AQ9L45pwjhPX-ZKE0djQUb7cgHEsI7XiNMLbSD-wD9aqAE/s235/download+%25281%2529.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="235" data-original-width="215" height="368" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS_4B1A6ucUiuXh6OOOS-yArYaotp2CW5yGgGxFc1RsLjnTBLTQsxjIh6S3I-AhhP-wirzEliwFDiNeefrcThyphenhyphen7EAuaOm_M4AQ9L45pwjhPX-ZKE0djQUb7cgHEsI7XiNMLbSD-wD9aqAE/w336-h368/download+%25281%2529.jpeg" width="336" /></a></div></div><div class="med" id="res" role="main" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: #222222; font-family: roboto, arial, sans-serif; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><div id="topstuff"></div><div id="search"><div data-ved="2ahUKEwifh_7V1arrAhXBU80KHejgCVQQGnoECB0QKw"><h1 class="Uo8X3b" style="clip: rect(1px, 1px, 1px, 1px); font-size: 14px; font-weight: normal; height: 1px; margin: 0px; overflow: hidden; padding: 0px; position: absolute; text-align: center; white-space: nowrap; width: 1px; z-index: -1000;">Search Results</h1><div data-async-context="query:mackenzie's%20raiders" eid="feM-X9_UNcGntQbowaegBQ" id="rso" style="margin-top: 6px;"><div class="g" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 28px; margin-top: 0px; width: 600px;"><h2 class="Uo8X3b" style="clip: rect(1px, 1px, 1px, 1px); height: 1px; margin: 0px; overflow: hidden; padding: 0px; position: absolute; text-align: center; white-space: nowrap; width: 1px; z-index: -1000;">Web resul</h2></div></div></div></div></div><h3 style="text-align: center;"><b>Share one (or several!) of your favorite quotes from a western.</b></h3><div><b><br /></b></div><div style="text-align: center;">"<i>Do you want out, Herb?</i>"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">- Will Kane (Gary Cooper), <i>High Noon</i> (1952)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I use this line All. 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Time. when "asking" our cats or my horse if they want out of wherever they happen to be, and it never fails to tickle my fancy.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"<i>It means get back on your side of the fire, and STAY THERE!</i>"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">- Johnny Yuma (Nick Adams), <i>The Rebel</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"<i>It's going to be a long, cold, ride."</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"<i>Don't lose your temper so early in the morning, you won't have any left for the rest of the day.</i>" </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">- Adam (Pernell Roberts), <i>Bonanza</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">and for pure, sigh-worthy sweetness...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ_3dDu0HwZ5GBJ-XGYU1DzuHlJQ0z9pAnHIeHwSAPWIS4hup1t3GmAjB89BYQAnrVstfw6OS8KDWYw9WdOQa9Y795TON7T7RdqMlTp9sn41GO2qrhz8hq_Vqy_8_5p6swYKyYYJW3UNgr/s960/My+Darling+Clementine+%25281946%2529.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="960" height="384" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ_3dDu0HwZ5GBJ-XGYU1DzuHlJQ0z9pAnHIeHwSAPWIS4hup1t3GmAjB89BYQAnrVstfw6OS8KDWYw9WdOQa9Y795TON7T7RdqMlTp9sn41GO2qrhz8hq_Vqy_8_5p6swYKyYYJW3UNgr/w512-h384/My+Darling+Clementine+%25281946%2529.jpg" width="512" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span face="" style="background-color: white; color: #4e4e4e; font-family: georgia, utopia, "palatino linotype", palatino, serif; font-size: 16.5px;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">"<i>Ma'am, I sure like that name... Clementine.</i>"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">- Wyatt Earp (Henry Fonda), <i>My Darling Clementine</i> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Thank you so much to Hamlette and Heidi for hosting this party! It's been so good to dig into the troves of western cinema with y'all again!</div>Éowynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11740991607580029470noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-155453966183166227.post-30911808776821817012020-07-18T08:02:00.003-07:002020-07-18T08:08:33.705-07:00Cover Reveal: Land of Hills and Valleys by Elisabeth Grace Foley<div style="text-align: center;">Westerns.</div><div style="text-align: center;">In film or book form is there anything else that captures the imagination in quite the same rugged yet romantic form? In such a vein I am thrilled and honored to be part of celebrating the cover reveal for <a href="http://www.elisabethgracefoley.com/" target="_blank">Elisabeth Grace Foley's</a> upcoming novel:<a href=" https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/54508946-land-of-hills-and-valleys"> </a><i><a href=" https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/54508946-land-of-hills-and-valleys" target="_blank">Land of Hills and Valleys</a>.</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">With stories filled with whip-smart dialogue, lush descriptions, and characters you just want to be friends with, Elisabeth is not only my <b>absolute</b> favorite contemporary author she is also one of my top favorite authors of all time. Yes, my friends, this girl's writing is GOLD. I can seriously not wait for this to be released in the Fall.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAouyFbgAwBs6D1Hv528uuB2HJLw4dep8wW7N3BhVa_l6bsfDekTED_38kfn0-XV3AqT8fM4RBENsEFji9L_HqrsMgeha4dkeW6JMrx4C4BANP1CofVx1rZKp3Z0y2R1dgyu_yIGlC46OI/s762/Land+of+Hills+and+Valleys+by+Elisabeth+Grace+Foley.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="762" data-original-width="500" height="625" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAouyFbgAwBs6D1Hv528uuB2HJLw4dep8wW7N3BhVa_l6bsfDekTED_38kfn0-XV3AqT8fM4RBENsEFji9L_HqrsMgeha4dkeW6JMrx4C4BANP1CofVx1rZKp3Z0y2R1dgyu_yIGlC46OI/w411-h625/Land+of+Hills+and+Valleys+by+Elisabeth+Grace+Foley.jpg" width="411" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;">Her inheritance came with an unsolved mystery.</b></div><span style="background-color: white;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small; font-weight: 700;"><br /></span></div><span style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small; font-weight: bold;"><div style="text-align: center;">If she can’t find out the truth, she may lose more than she gained.</div></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><div style="text-align: center;">Lena Campbell never knew her grandfather—but she always dreamed of visiting Wyoming, where her mother was born and raised. When she receives word that her grandfather is dead and his Wyoming ranch belongs to her, she jumps at the chance.</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><div style="text-align: center;">Only later does she learn that Garth McKay was murdered, and the murder is still unsolved.</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><div style="text-align: center;">Despite this shadow hanging over her, Lena thrives in her new life—and unexpectedly finds love there. And then a new revelation breaks the McKay murder case wide open again and leaves her reeling.</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><div style="text-align: center;">Caught in a battle to prove the innocence of the man she loves, Lena begins to have frightening doubts. Whatever verdict the jury returns, will she ever know the truth about Garth McKay’s death—and does she even want to?</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"><b>If you love mystery and romantic suspense in the style of Mary Stewart and Phyllis A. Whitney, you’ll love this story of murder, romance, and coming of age in 1930s Wyoming.</b></div><div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div><h3 style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"><b><i>Have you read any of Elisabeth Grace Foley's stories?</i></b></h3><h3 style="text-align: center;"><b><i>Do you have a favorite? </i></b></h3><h3 style="text-align: center;"><i>Love to all, friends, and have a lovely Saturday!</i></h3></span>Éowynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11740991607580029470noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-155453966183166227.post-34838524145301742632020-03-23T18:49:00.000-07:002020-03-23T18:49:30.484-07:00Get Thee Some Chicks<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Something took hold of me this spring, I know not exactly what.</div>
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Perhaps, it was as Arwen said, "we were practically empty nesters"</div>
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After five years we were going to get chicks again. </div>
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This last road was denied us this season, but will you simply look at this creature? Speak of the magic and artistry of a Creator who created little genes and whatnot that can result in art such as this.</div>
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<b>They will bring out the "mother" instinct in you</b></div>
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This may start happening sooner than one might reasonably expect. You may frequently find yourself exclaiming in the waiting period between ordering them from the hatchery (if that is the route you go to chicken husbandry) and the appointment for when you meet: "It's only [add your length of time]" or "I just can't believe it's <i>actually happening!!!"</i> </div>
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Everyone was excited, including my Element who had not gone on an adventure for awhile. Rainy and cool with a few random daffodils scattered here and there along the roadsides it was the ideal spring day. We went to the hatchery and there were DUCKLINGS. I almost lost self-control there, <i>they were just so cute</i>, but Arwen kept her iron nerve, we had come for our chicks alone. Then The Man came out bearing a cheeping little cardboard box. He had very much the same air as the nurses in the old movies who carry out the baby to the harried father with the disordered tie and say you have "A strong healthy son" or whatnot to the father except our man just said: "The rooster has the green paint on his head, and we put in an extra Production Red hen" (so much for my careful calculations!) He also looked more like a jockey who had been riding all day than a nurse, but he was altogether nice. </div>
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<b> </b>They will be fluffy, with the most perfect little wings and long legs. They will also sleep until you go distracted (are they simply growing their brains or are they the dreaded <i>lethargic?) </i>only to then wake up and jump around like mad-hatters. Soon they will start sprouting little feathers behind their wings and nibbling bits of grass like they are the ones to invent the pastime, even though you know chickens have been doing it since Adam's day. </div>
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Most of all their total adorableness will work it's way into your heart.</div>
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They will be a reminder -a connection- to the dust from which you came, and to which you are still so intricately connected;</div>
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Their bright eyes, a reminder to keep yours also wide and keen to the things above you and curious to what's around; </div>
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To set roots deep in your soil even as it might not be the soil that you would have chosen. </div>
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We all have a chance at soil somewhere, and that's a gift to be relished with a passion.</div>
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The other day we took them outside for the first time and they weren't very impressed.</div>
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Let out, they huddled close together before fanning out ever so slightly to feel the moist dirt with their feet, but they looked very cautiously at the expanse of air above them;</div>
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The sky IS a huge place, and whatever the meteorologists say, we can't know what the sky will look like tomorrow. </div>
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We can know the One beyond the sky, and yet who walked this earth with us, who is with us everyday, and that's all we need to know. </div>
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<i>November and December, were you ever a crazy ride...</i><br />
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Four calves born within four weeks (<i>two of which were within 24 hrs. of each other!!!!</i>), drinking hot tea out of Christmas mugs (<i>sturdy and white, with red painted cabins and evergreens; I seriously feel like a Hallmark movie heroine</i>), my Grandpa + Grandma visiting with two of my cousins to attend our church Christmas concert (<i>the more I spend time with my relations the more I love them), </i>parcels from beloved friends, and another bout of Arwen and my favorite farm job (<i>feeding</i> <i>some 170 free-ranging pigs in one barnyard, it ain't no joke, BUT IS IT EVER FUN!)</i><br />
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Two of Elisabeth Grace Foley's, and some others, but those, (as her stories usually are :)), were the definite highlights.<br />
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Surprise Filled Cookies, many times over; because what is Christmas without cookie making, and these are <i>the most </i>delectable things.<br />
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Snow before Christmas? I'm digging it - but not literally, because there wasn't <i>that </i>much.<br />
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<a href="https://www.fitnessblender.com/videos/cardio-kickboxing-workout-with-ab-exercises-37-minute-fat-melting-routine" target="_blank"><br /></a>
<a href="https://www.fitnessblender.com/videos/cardio-kickboxing-workout-with-ab-exercises-37-minute-fat-melting-routine" target="_blank">Fitness Blender's Cardio Kicboxing with Ab Exercises</a><br />
I have found that the therapeutic effect of throwing punches cannot be overrated.<br />
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<i>Life Comes at You Fast</i>...</div>
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And that my friends is the finish to my 2017 Things of Beauty Posts!!!! Perhaps I'll write them for 2018, perhaps I won't, but I'm glad I wrote them in 2017 all the same, and I hope each of you, my wonderful readers, relished them, too. :) <br />
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2018... <i>Here. We. COME!!!!</i></h2>
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(2018; you know I like the sound of it already.)</div>
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<i>How's it been with you folks lately?</i></h2>
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Éowynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11740991607580029470noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-155453966183166227.post-5981427272998892722017-11-15T13:58:00.000-08:002018-09-04T08:46:42.856-07:00Things of Beauty: September - October <div style="margin: 0px;">
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Not a great deal really happened in September + October and yet they felt ridiculously full...</div>
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Picking apples on a lazy, hazy, September afternoon, purchasing my new western saddle(!!!) (<i>I'm officially broke, but it's a thing of beauty + a joy forever, so it's all good</i>), my new bullet journal set-up (<i>little black book with the dotted pages, how you've changed my life</i>), <a href="https://ladyofanorien.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Heidi</a> and John having their baby girl(!) (<i>I still can't believe the fact that I'm an A.U.N.T</i>), enormous pumpkins (<i>+ watching Arwen try to defend them from being chewed to pieces by the new kitten</i>), THE NEW KITTEN aka Ger Ger (<i>he's cuddly + deep orange + the scrappiest little fighter you've ever seen</i>), dashing out into frosty darkness to give Windfola her evening apple.<br />
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Several EPIC novels: <i><a href="https://ofhorseselvesandmen.blogspot.com/2017/09/book-review-call-of-canyon-by-zane-grey.html" target="_blank">The Call of the Canyon</a>, In My Father's House</i>, and <i>Wife for Sale</i> (trust me, the story is not as wacky as its title :)). Also,<i> A Million Little Ways</i> by Emily P. Freeman; that work is seriously a firework in book form, an exhilarating smash of tingling sparkles with a boom that only resounds deeper as you remember the individual bits of beauty that make up the glorious whole.</div>
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Western short story work (yes once again, :)) + blogging.<br />
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Crisp fall drives through Amish country painted with vivid color.<br />
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<span style="background-color: white;">I haven't seen/don't approve of some of the films on this list, but I'm familiar with nearly all and, headed by </span><i>High <span class="m_-4846009265156805523gmail-aBn"><span class="m_-4846009265156805523gmail-aQJ"><span class="aBn" data-term="goog_1217209615" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(204, 204, 204); position: relative; top: -2px; z-index: 0;" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ" style="position: relative; top: 2px; z-index: -1;">Noon</span></span></span></span> </i><span style="background-color: white;">and</span><i> </i><span style="background-color: white;">featuring </span><i>Rio Bravo </i><span style="background-color: white;">(110% agreement there) and </span><i>My Darling Clementine </i><span style="background-color: white;">(cue all the emotions)</span><i>, </i><span style="background-color: white;">I found this list rather fun reading; besides which all the featured best lines are </span><i>terrific,</i><span style="background-color: white;"> but hey, what western ever has REALLY bad lines?</span><span class="im" style="background-color: white; color: #500050; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 12.8px;"></span></div>
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The outfit that feels like I've returned to my heart place + makes me feel like I can conquer the world.</div>
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Going to three rodeos in two months (<i>yes, we may just have fallen in love), </i>twenty- six days on the road (<i>it felt REALLY good!), </i>seeing a mama moose + her two calves so close we could have touched them (<i>that was magic right there</i>), the thunder of horses blowing into their feed troughs (<i>horses just make the world feel right), </i>the creak of saddle leather (<i>is there any sound as thrilling?), </i>Windfola's neck within my arms, the sweet scent of her mane filling my lungs after not seeing her for nearly four weeks (<i>I don't think I knew how HARD I'd missed her until that moment), </i>re-connecting with far-off family + friends (<i>one of the best feelings in the world; I love you folks!).</i><br />
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Not an exhaustive list of books, but a list of the loveliest: <i>Riders of the Purple Sage </i>by Zane Grey (the perfect western road-trip book if ever there was one), and... *goes to look at my Goodreads list* <i>The Blue Castle </i>(how can one book be so amazing?)<i>, The Elements of Style, </i>and <i>North to the Rails </i>by Louis L'Amour.<br />
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I journalled every day of our Western Adventure, and I began a greatly needed re-writing of <i>Midnight Thunder; </i>so though I may not have done a stupendous amount, the results are pretty terrific. :)<br />
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The sweet scent of sage mingling with the smoke of campfires, rippling mountain lakes glittering with sunshine, damp earth hidden beneath the bows of soaring cedars, mountain vistas, and groves of aspen trees, their leaves whispering with every breeze. <br />
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<a href="https://detoxinista.com/best-vegan-mac-n-cheese/" target="_blank"><i>Detoxinsta's </i>Vegan Mac N' Cheese recipe</a> - Cheesy cashew sauce with perfectly cooked gluten-free pasta and a swirl of sweet green peas; this stuff may very well be THE MOST delectable dish in the history of ever.<br />
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<b>The Tetons + extreme southwestern Montana.</b><br />
I've always loved those places, but do they ever have my heart now.<br />
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I'm always inclined to view a song that claims to encapsulate a place - especially if that place is my heart-country - with a doubtful eye, but with the wind of those places still on my face so to speak, listening to this song + watching the music video nearly made me cry with happiness; yes, I'd say she did a good job.<br />
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Éowynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11740991607580029470noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-155453966183166227.post-21806150863926873612017-09-06T04:52:00.001-07:002017-09-06T05:58:05.540-07:00Cover Reveal: Cloaked by Rachel Kovaciny<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Today I’m pleased to be part of the cover reveal team of <i><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/36169102-cloaked" target="_blank">Cloaked</a></i> by<a href="http://www.rachelkovaciny.com/" target="_blank"> Rachel Kovaciny</a>, aka the terrific Hamlette of <a href="http://hamlette.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Hamlette’s Soliloquy</a>.</div>
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And it gets more exciting - not only is the story a re-telling of Little Red Riding Hood, but it’s a <i>western</i> re-telling!</div>
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A close friend's wedding (<i>fireworks, strings of lights, and s'mores; it was one well planned party</i>),<i> </i>a week long getaway to visit cousins (+ uncle and aunt :)) and grandparents (<i>one of the best types of weeks), </i>t<span style="text-align: start;">he lingering scent of toasted marshmallows from the previous night's bonfire while washing dishes in the morning, kayaking on the river with my brother (<i>rapids + a very tight turn equaled having the most dramatic spill of my life),</i> </span>hauling hay with my father + sister on the back of my brother's flatbed Ford (<i>just living the life folks).</i><br />
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SO MUCH GOODNESS! From <i>The Scent of Water </i>by Elizabeth Goudge (<i>I can't think of a more perfectly titled story), </i>to <i>Wanderlust Creek </i>by Elisabeth Grace Foley <i>(I seriously have an entire post in the works expounding on my love for that girl's stories!) </i>to finishing my re-reading of the LOTR with <i>The Return of the King; </i>May and June were two months of favorites, both old and new.<br />
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Tall, wind brushed prairie grasses under blue, blue skies.<br />
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<b>In the Kitchen</b><br />
<a href="http://theelliotthomestead.com/2011/08/sinfully-good-soaked-waffles-is-just-sayin/" target="_blank">Soaked Waffles</a> - Caramelized exteriors with perfectly risen interiors, and topped with berries and real maple syrup and cinnamon; these things are a day dream for the taste buds. <br />
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<b><a href="https://workingranchradio.podbean.com/" target="_blank">The Working Ranch Radio Show</a></b></div>
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The title says everything; it is seriously the dream show.</div>
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<b><a href="https://self-publishingschool.com/podcast/" target="_blank">The Self-Publishing School Podcast</a></b><br />
Filled with vast knowledge and inspiring information, this podcast is an absolute must for the ambitious writer.<br />
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<b>Finally...</b><br />
That life (nearly) always looks better from the seat of a pick-up truck, the bigger the better.<br />
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Éowynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11740991607580029470noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-155453966183166227.post-41861450180431811162017-05-27T20:45:00.001-07:002017-06-14T16:33:02.387-07:00A Man Called Robin Hood<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I knew, of course, that Olivia of <a href="https://meanwhileinrivendell.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Meanwhile, in Rivendell</a> was hosting a <a href="https://meanwhileinrivendell.blogspot.com/2017/05/its-party-time.html" target="_blank">Robin Hood Week</a>, but with Many Things On My Mind I gave it but a vaguely regretful wave of the hand and carried on. But was I able to resist a party celebrating one of my favorite people? Ha, the evidence is below. Besides which Olivia is not only one of my favorite bloggers, but also an honest to goodness "real" friend, too, so I can attest that she is even more (if that's possible) sweet and hilarious face to face than she is on her blog. :)<br />
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The moment I try to assemble a favorites list of anything a dozen more of the same species always spring to mind, clamoring to have a place upon it, which rather defeats the purpose of the entire thing. All this to say, this isn't going to be a list of my favorite Robin Hoods.<br />
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Yet there are two Robins who always come to mind, the ones I admire, the ones I completely trust; it is of them I am about to speak.<br />
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First and foremost (forever and a day) Richard Greene in the 1950's BBC <i>The Adventures of Robin Hood</i>.<br />
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<i>The Apple Dumpling Gang </i>and <i>Robin Hood</i> what similarity do they share? Both were among the first movies I ever saw and I can hardly remember a day when their magic wasn't twining into my consciousness. Though I've spoken of my love for <i>Apple Dumpling Gang </i>I've hardly spoken of the other. I think it's because of that very entwining, it means home, the magic of afternoons in disguise with my sisters visiting the Blue Boar Inn or running from the Sheriff, alive with all the sparkle of Imagination.<br />
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And not a little of this was because of Richard Greene.<br />
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Ever so slightly more mature than the average Robin, he's not about to lose his head in a passion, but the twinkle in his eyes shows he knows how to have a good laugh. And believe me he gets into awkward situations with the best of them. He owns Sherwood Forest like no other Robin I've seen, yet he has no need to flaunt his powers, but deals with scoundrels with the quick turning superiority of a true knight and gentleman.<br />
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I seriously love the above photo of him, as the straightford look and the mouth with ever so slightly quirked corners assures you of everything about his character.<br />
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Completely reliable and ever so enjoyable to be with, I will be ever grateful I was raised knowing him so well, and love him very dearly indeed.<br />
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Éowynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11740991607580029470noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-155453966183166227.post-38002507064957256502017-05-19T18:15:00.000-07:002017-05-19T19:51:14.128-07:00Things of Beauty: March - April<div style="text-align: center;">
Greetings old friends and true! Where has Éowyn been? Here and there and back again; literally, you see... </div>
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For two weeks and it was one of the deepest experiences I've been graced with so far.<br />
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Deep creamy, sweet perfumed Irises, writing a scene for my Victorian short story (it takes place at a hotel in the Alps and the couple are so sweet), flying between the lightning and the stars (I could barely breath for the beauty of it), finding surprise birthday notes from my parents tucked around the house on my birthday, being sent random photos of our adorable pig courtesy of Arwen, fresh food discoveries (more revealed below!), snow banked mountain lakes cut from the sky...<br />
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Many good things, and some not so good as well. Most of the <i>Poirot's </i>starring David Suchet: definitely good, as in <i>I'm</i>-<i>sobbing-so-hard-I think-I'll choke </i>on certain episodes. And then there were the others such as <i>Around the World in 80 Days (1989). </i>I love the classic 50's one; I think it's brilliant in every way and one of the most splendid films ever made, even so I was willing to like another, I even wanted to. Did Heidi and I ever not know what we were getting into-! Let's just say it was both lacking in feel <i>and </i>indelicate in the extreme. :)<br />
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From <i>The Two Towers </i>to <i>The Daughter Pays </i>to the works of Louis <span style="background-color: white; font-family: "im fell english"; font-size: 15.4px;">Louis L'Amour and Elisabeth Grace Foley; March and April were months filled with favorites. </span><br />
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Mainly glimpses of a western short story. Not a great deal altogether, but I wrote them all by hand (YES! To feeling more at ease writing with pen + paper) and the inspirations came to me in the most unexpected of places, which was thrilling<br />
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Cold days, record rains and shiny buttercups; you could say it's been lovely.<br />
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Being away from home opened up an entirely different array of ingredients for me and so naturally some exciting experiments followed. :) Favorites? Cereal mixed with protein powder and cinnamon and doused with almond milk; it was actually quite filling and, as cheerios have scarcely any sugar, not unhealthy in its way. Rotisserie roasted chicken - a breeze to cook, it is THE most delicious food EVAHHH!<br />
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Traveling by my lone self...<br />
At first the mere idea of flying alone (in addition to being without my usual partners in crime for two weeks) unnerved me, but the deed was done and it finished with me finding the experience rather exhilarating. Tramping around in a place where the only one who knows your name is God is a thrilling experience, and a rather magical gift, the taste of which I found made me feel vividly alive.<br />
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Toasted (traditionally fermented) sourdough + refried beans w/salsa + (red) bell pepper<br />
Be still my heart... Crunchy, savory -sweet tastiness; eating this seriously changed my life.<br />
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The Sierra Nevadas<br />
For years the Sierras have been mainly two things for me: places of high western romance and my mother's old stomping grounds, not so now. Even if they aren't my stomping grounds yet, I've met them, and you might say I've fallen just a little bit in love. :)<br />
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Early mornings and all nighters (okay, not <i>quite, </i>but it felt like it!) February was about everything farm for me, and did I love it! So much in fact, that I constantly find myself wondering, was there anything else in it?<br />
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Arwen's and my first honest-to-goodness farm job, driving to said job with the country music blaring (more below), gobbling up a western story one cold rainy Sunday afternoon (I feel like a turkey saying that, but gobble <i>is</i> the word!), storybook gigantic snowflakes mixed with blossoms on the above Sunday (I could scarce believe the wonder of them).<br />
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Several things, and all of them lovely. <i>The Man Called Noon </i>by Louis L'Amour and <i>The Fellowship of the Ring </i>being definite highlights; you could say my reading was a bit diverse. :)<br />
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<i>Did I write some story snippets? </i>I think I did . . . ;) Blogging I did do, so words and I did brush shoulders several times at least. (Using the above photo gives me Much Joy, because "she is" the heroine of the story I'm currently editing. :))<br />
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Making Communion bread for Church; speak of nerve wracking! :)<br />
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Country music.<br />
Old style country (think Willie Nelson and Bobby Bare and you'll have the feel) I've always loved, but modern country? <i>Not so much. </i>Arwen would even play it and I would shudder at the sound. Then I found myself driving the gravel country roads with the sunrise brimming the grey hills, and at night when the lights on my dash were the brightest around... and it may just have slipped into my soul.<br />
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Chubby little piglets are <i>seriously </i>the cutest baby farm animals.<br />
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Beginning the New Year with watching <i>Felicity - An American Girl Adventure. </i>I LOVED IT SO MUCH!!! The colonial time period has always been one of my happy places and this was The Most Charming and sweet and heart-melting bit of it. And the end... could it be more lovely? No, my friend, I think not.<br />
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Doing Sleek Technique and Ballet Beautiful in my fairy light decked downstairs "studio" on a snow filled morning.<br />
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<a href="https://www.goodreads.com/review/show/1861873727?book_show_action=false&from_review_page=1" target="_blank">This review </a>of <i>Blue Ice and Amber </i>by one of my <a href="https://ramblings-of-a-red-head-girl.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">best friends</a>.</div>
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Windfola in her Nordic Pony Form. She looks like she should be tromping around with a rope of bells and scarlet ribbons.<br />
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Hallmarks in general, and <i>Baby's First Christmas </i>in particular. It is hilarious and it has scenes of the Most Melting Nature Possible; truly I was quite teary by the end.<br />
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Sledding with Arwen to the sparkle of Christmas lights and cloud muffled Moonlight.<br />
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This post could really be titled a<i> smattering </i>of my Favorite Christmas Movies because Christmas isn't half done yet and there are still so many to be found! Beginnings are lovely things though and I couldn't wait...<br />
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One of Hallmarks talents is showing gloriously <i>everyday </i>people in their stories and in my personal opinion the romance between Beth, a hopeful Broadway actress coming back home for Christmas, and Dean, a fireman in her hometown, is one of the sweetest ones EVER. Really, I like them <i>very </i>much indeed.<br />
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<b>A Cookie Cutter Christmas (2014)</b><br />
There is a close tie between this and <i>'Tis the Season </i>over which features my favorite Hallmark couple, but the ending of this makes me cry every time, so that is that my friends.<br />
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<b>Lady on a Train (1945)</b><br />
Brimming with tinsel, falling snow, and Deanna Durbin singing, this feels like a perfect capsule of a New York City 1940's Christmas even including a murder mystery. However, this is about the coziest film noir one could imagine. My favorite character during my first viewing (and all the others thrown in for that matter) is one of the prime murder suspects, and quite convincing as one too, so watching it for the first time as I desperately hoped he would <i>not </i>be the one, is still one of the most suspenseful story experiences I've ever had.<br />
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The most charming view of Americana you could imagine. You know those grand houses you catch glimpses of in <i>Anne of Green Gables + The Sequel? </i>This film is as if you went up one of thoses steps and entered into the lives of its people. The friendship between the "upper class" Samantha and young servant Nellie is simply the dearest thing, besides which Uncle Gard and Cornelia are sweet together as well. Altogether the entire thing is cozy and heart-warming and <i>I just want to pop into it.</i><br />
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Éowynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11740991607580029470noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-155453966183166227.post-42604747922648809892016-12-21T15:34:00.002-08:002016-12-21T20:21:02.420-08:00Of Christmastide<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Life’s ironic isn’t it?<br />
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The more life you live to write about, the less time you have to write about it.<br />
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For weeks you struggle for words, and then they come to you when you’re in the shower and they suddenly spill over like that fabled magic penny: <br />
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<i>Hold on tight and you won’t have any; lend it spend it and you’ll have so many they’ll roll all over the floor…</i><br />
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Super elegant, I know, but oh so true!<br />
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However, one thing is also true, magic penny or not, I need to spend <i>all</i> my pennies on a Secret Christmas Project. I also made slight diversions onto some other things (which can be read <a href="https://ofhorseselvesandmen.blogspot.com/2016/12/movie-spotlight-big-trail-1930.html" target="_blank">here</a> and <a href="https://ofhorseselvesandmen.blogspot.com/2016/12/movie-spotlight-rio-bravo-1959.html" target="_blank">here</a>). Besides which, reading being fire that heats this particular copper penny, words and I are much in each other’s company right now which I need because of the Project… :)<br />
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I may be back on here before Christmas, I may not. Either way, I’m going to say it now because I love you people and they are some of the truest words in the world…<br />
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<br />Men rise with power that we could never <i>ever </i>surmount, but we take comfort in the fact that God in His great power can overcome all, but then this morning I had a sudden thing come to me. <br /><br />Yes, He <i>is</i> all powerful, but He doesn't need to extend it to overcome the nations. He created them and He doesn't even need to lift His little finger to bring them smashing down again.<br /><br />It is for men to struggle and rise and fall in their pride. Jesus had one supreme struggle and now it is over. He rules while bunches of sorry rebels throughout the ages try to make their little mark on the sliding sands of time before they get washed away in it, but we Christians don't need to. <br /><br />Our mark is made.<br /><br />It endures. <br /><br />His Kingdom is our future.Éowynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11740991607580029470noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-155453966183166227.post-1288525950903862842016-10-06T15:41:00.000-07:002016-10-06T15:41:40.339-07:00Two Events of EPIC Proportions<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Hello old friends! I'm trusting my blog post record that I've really been gone from here as long as it says because it hardly feels that long. Dear September kept me whirling in a crazy dance and I would be in severe doubt that it was really an entire 30 days except that each one was so packed with things to do and jolly moments.<br />
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Now for the two events: <a href="http://ladyofanorien.blogspot.com/2016/04/announcing-engagement.html" target="_blank">Heidi and John</a> got married (more on that anon) - which was pretty great and leads very much to the other thing... I've met <a href="http://meanwhileinrivendell.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Olivia</a> and <a href="http://ramblings-of-a-red-head-girl.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Natalie</a>.<br />
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I'VE MET NATALIE AND OLIVIA!!!!<br />
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I can still hardly believe it, except that it just feels so <i>right. </i>I admit I was rather nervous, over-the-moon-excited yes - but a little nervous all the same. We were such good friends on the internet, what if we didn't click in real life? And then Friday morning came and I saw Natalie (she arrived first) and... I hardly know what to say except that... GOD IS SO SPLENDID! Then Olivia came and we all hit it off from the first, sure we hadn't met each-other before, but we knew each-other all the same. :)<br />
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The whole weekend was a tingly I'm-just-taking-off-my-shoes-and-will-go-till-my-feet-take-flight sort of dance and that literally happened several times. And there was laughter, s<i>o very much laughter.</i><br />
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Oh yes, and I met Rosie and Jessica, too!!! Didn't I say something about this being a <i>crazy </i>weekend? :) I didn't get to talk with them very much, but seeing them at the wedding was very fun.<br />
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My family stayed at the hotel over the Wedding days and one of the best parts was randomly running into the girls; just <i>the happiness </i>you know?<br />
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My cup overfloweth with all the splendid memories. With happiness taking wings as we danced together with a band of little ones at the wedding. Then there was the Great Movie Shindig with pizza and leftover ice-cream from the rehearsal dinner. <i>Belle </i>was the choice<i> </i>and it was amazing. (The part where he starts shouting <i>"Yes I love her!" </i>is rather startling <i>and oh so sweet that I can hardly believe it.</i>)<i> </i><br />
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The whole visit had so many group hugs and gripping of hands when the excitement became too much (which was quite often. :)) and I'm just <i>SHRIEKING INSIDE RIGHT NOW!!!</i><br />
<i><br /></i>Natalie and Olivia are as sweet and warm and caring and brimming with fun in real life as they are through their blogs. Being side by side with them was truly the best thing in the world. Here is to it happening again girls! :)<br />
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<br />Éowynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11740991607580029470noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-155453966183166227.post-8261607020075291232016-08-17T14:49:00.003-07:002016-08-17T16:01:51.237-07:00The Wisteria Writing TagIs not that the dreamiest title? The moment I saw it on Hannah of <a href="http://therelentlessdaydreamer.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">The Relentless Daydreamers</a> page I suspected it was something I wanted to be part of and when I saw her questions, everyone of which I tingled to answer, I knew it.<br />
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<b>Do you get distracted by new story ideas in the middle of writing? If so, how do you handle them? </b><br />
Oh most certainly, yes! And with new ideas for old stories, too. I usually fly with them as I find it makes my main project all the more splendid and alluring in itself.<br />
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We get along at varying levels. Never outright fights, mind you, but sometimes there are silences which can be very awkward to work through and around. <br />
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At night. The darkness... the mystery of twinkling stars and the moon soaked world, fireflies -- thousands of twinkling fairy-lights -- the entire <i>world </i>transforms into a fairy-land.</div>
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I rather want to and have tried it, but it's never exactly worked out well for either me or the story.<br />
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<b>Have you ever done Nanowrimo? Do you plan on doing it this year? </b><br />
Not once, though the idea charms me. However, because I'm in the middle of something and mostly because of my answer to Question #1, I think I would find myself drowning dizzily during the entire thing. </div>
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<b>How many words do you normally write in a day? </b><br />
Let's not speak about that shall we? No, it really depends. Sometimes it is scraps of gritty dialogue *Éowyn pauses to laugh heartily at her own imagination* and sometimes it is pages that send me off into dreamy satisfaction.<br />
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One of my very favorite stories (What am I saying? I have no favorite children) came from a dream I had and the particular thrill has never vanished from it.</div>
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<b>Favorite thing to describe in your writing? (Appearances, surroundings, emotions, etc.) </b><br />
Appearances. I adore appearances. There is so much magic in how the perfect word, and arrangements of them, can reveal so much about a person. Description in general is one of my delights.<br />
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<b>Who inspires you to write? </b><br />
My sister Arwen actually came up with the idea for my current WIP and we are constantly bouncing story strings back and forth between us. My favorite authors people with their stories, <i>my </i>people, my horse and fresh air and changing vistas and everything in fact spread forth from God's glorious imagination which somehow He sprinkles into mine.<br />
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Because my people are my friends and I hardly feel right until I've visited with them and joined in their joys and sorrows and dreams, and because somehow I know that all the little scraps of papers and stories will someday, someway I can't even begin to dream of, be worked into something perfect by the One who created me.</div>
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These questions are so nice that I'm not going to make up my own, but if you want to answer them do pop over to Hannah's blog (hey, do it anyway!) and I would love to hear if you join in!</div>
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Thanks Hannah for all the fun. :)<br />
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Thank you once again to the two lovely girls who are hosting this Legends of Western Cinema Week (and also incidentally two of my favorite people) <a href="http://allthingsbonnyandbeautiful.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Emma</a> and <a href="https://meanwhileinrivendell.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Olivia</a>!!! I almost didn't join in again, but as usual I'm glad I did!<br />
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So between<a href="https://classicsandcraziness.wordpress.com/2016/08/02/movie-review-high-noon/" target="_blank"> Eva's</a> and <a href="https://meanwhileinrivendell.blogspot.com/2016/08/legends-of-western-cinema-week-high.html" target="_blank">Olivia's</a> reviews this film is practically the movie of this year's western week. I've even talked of my feelings for it <a href="http://headinthecloudsandpeninhand.blogspot.com/2015/07/my-three-favorite-westerns-in-bullet.html" target="_blank">here</a> before (every word of which is still as true this moment!). Yet even so, folks, it is a train, which, with the Insp. bubbling with my pure love of the story, could not but bring me here. So here I am because I love it. I still remember standing in the church hallway going batty over the trailer for it literally <i>years ago,</i> and that bit of giddy delight which is all its own has never quite left me.<br />
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First of all, the theme song - the first panorama with its spectrum of simple western scenery, the first chords of the song, and - <i>be still my heart </i>- because it starts pounding madly every time I hear it.<br />
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A really neat fact is that this movie was filmed in real time as in the length of the story is the length of the movie and the tension which comes with that is as taut as might be expected.<br />
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Gary Cooper was well-known as a silent movie actor and oh is his talent ever shown here as Will Kane! I'm not sure if it was not he who first made the strong silent type my Ultimate Ideal, yet I do know that he is the measure to which I compare all other heroes I meet. <a href="https://meanwhileinrivendell.blogspot.com/2016/08/legends-of-western-cinema-week-high.html" target="_blank">Olivia</a> mentioned that she thought he was very Christ-like in how he stood alone against evil with all the town deriding. I had never thought of it before but I totally concur. (Dear Olivia, you have my gratitude. :)) He tells the people, they think he is a fool, and he protects them anyway, even against their will. His entire character though is summed up in the line I always remember of my brother's (and which I've quoted on the blog before here actually), "He's a tough guy that doesn't have to prove it to anyone."<br />
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Amy seems to get a bad rap sometimes and it is so not fair, people! She is rather hard on Will at the beginning (how <i>could</i> she with him looking down at her like that?) <i>However, </i>I think the line that is somewhat slipped over and forgotten is the one where she tells Helen how her father and brother were shot and I really think that would color one's outlook on life, especially when it comes to your husband of 10 minutes. So altogether I think her emotions are terribly realistic. Besides which her running back scene is the BEST EVER!!! I get fireworks of tingles. Every. Single. Time.<br />
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And then there is the quiet hug, which one suspects might be a little trembly around the edges, and so the snapshot of their story ends, fading away with a touch of wistfulness which is also strangely satisfying as one's thoughts linger over it.<br />
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It's not flashy or fast-paced; it's rather simple, direct and made for savoring and lingering of the imagination. There are other westerns I love with almost equal passion, many that I even feel like watching more often than this, but it matters not, <i>High Noon</i> was the beginning for me and it will always be so.<br />
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<br />Éowynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11740991607580029470noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-155453966183166227.post-68726048043397877472016-08-01T14:55:00.000-07:002016-08-02T12:42:24.579-07:00Things of Beauty May - JuneSo it is the beginning of a new month and time for another collective, May and Junes that is. Yes that is correct, you may all laugh people, because it is rather funny. :) However... it was a complete month ago so I'm afraid it's going to be very simplified and holding of only the best things.<br />
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Going to the greenhouse with Arwen, a Sunday evening spent scrolling through <a href="http://kelliefalconer.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Kellie's</a> old blog posts (wowza is she ever inspiring!), our local town's production of <i>Disney's Beauty and the Beast </i>(the best show I've ever seen, bar none!), and Charleston SC with a topping of Hilton Head.<br />
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I wrote a little here and there in painful bits on TSWL, then (SPOILER. :)) come July, I chopped most of it out, but like most pruning it's beauty shines all the purer for it. :)</div>
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A gloriously long Spring and Wild Roses; mounds and mounds of roses.<br />
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I can't exactly recollect what particular streak I was upon... but I did learn (again) how fun it is to mess about in other people's kitchens. :)<br />
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The Atlantic<br />
The quiet, powerful swish and pull... A pier spearing out into the sea... the lovely imaginative color of all the pastel beach cottages (oh do they know how to style it out there!)... and a fishing boat, its lights alone in the sea against the lavender grey of the evening sky.<br />
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Hunting Island SC<br />
We just passed through, but the entire thing is pretty much pine trees, gigantic palmettos and white sandy shores with water grasses and bright seaward views. It was as if we had stepped into <i>To Have and to Hold </i>or <i><a href="http://ofhorseselvesandmen.blogspot.com/2014/09/movie-spotlight-yankee-buccaneer-1952_19.html" target="_blank">Yankee Buccaneer</a>.</i><br />
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And we see saw one Alligator soaking itself in a pond; it was really rather adorable. :)<br />
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Éowynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11740991607580029470noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-155453966183166227.post-7181482958995965152016-06-17T07:49:00.001-07:002016-06-17T12:40:53.573-07:00Oh, Where, and Oh, Where Is My Highland Laddie Gone?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I always hear the tune for that old folk song tripping through my head when I think of my absence from the blogosphere and my friendships therein, but there, I'm afraid, it's accuracy ends because I don't have, and never have had a highland laddie. I hope no one is too disappointed. :)<br />
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I nearly didn't write this post because I'm so near to my next collective post, but I was just feeling it, so though updates on deep happenings will wait till then, this will be a taste of their aura.<br />
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So where <i>have </i>I been?<br />
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Home and it's lovely. Travel blooms deep within my heart, but just going out on the town for this and that is <i>really </i>stretching for me at any time and nowadays... Let's just say I'm loving the stability that having those dishes to wash, floors to scrub and horse to feed brings.<br />
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Especially that horse.<br />
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I have always had my work to do about the place, but this Summer, for one reason and another (read: craziness all round) it has really become <i>mine. </i>And the peace of not trying to get certain other people to do it and knowing that the duty is my own is very peaceful, inside at least. :) Besides work is really altogether good for the equilibrium.<br />
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Not that I don't have <i>plans, </i>but wonder of wondrous Gifts, for certain ones especially, this is the most inspirational place right now for them, for not only do they fit their niche, they're expanding that niche like crazy.<i> </i><br />
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Yes people, it's a good place to be.<br />
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I've been the mood for some serious reading, yet lacking in the concrete insp. (is that somewhat of an oxymoron? :)) Things being thus, when I ran across <a href="http://everythingisbetterwithpolkadots.blogspot.com/2016/05/a-book-challenge.html" target="_blank">That Polkadot Girl's</a> summer reading challenge it seemed like pure perfection and now my mind is buzzing with ideas!<br />
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I will update this post with the book names and, if I do them, reviews, as I go along. Note: that I may not be able to wholeheartedly recommend EVERY book below, so read at your own risk and whatnot. :)<br />
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On a rather random note: I'm on vacation to Charleston at this very moment so my heart sang with the perfection of the picture above when I discovered it on my Pinterest board!</div>
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<b>A Book You Have been Meaning to Finish:</b> <i>Enemy Brothers </i>by Constance Savery</div>
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<b>A Book from the Library: </b><i>The Mirror Crack'd from Side to Side </i>by Agatha Christe</div>
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<b>A Book Borrowed</b></div>
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<b>A New Book</b></div>
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<b>A Classic: </b><i>The Law and the Lady </i>by Wilkie Collins</div>
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<b>A Book that was Made into a Movie</b></div>
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<b>A Book You Pick Solely Because of the Cover</b></div>
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<b>A Book Your Friend Loves</b></div>
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<b>A Book by an Author You Have Never Read Before:</b> <i>He Fell in Love with His Wife </i>by Edward Roe</div>
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<b>A Book with a Color in the Title</b></div>
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<b>A Book Set Somewhere You Have Always Wanted to Visit: </b><i>The Rosemary Tree </i>by Elizabeth Goudge</div>
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<b>A Book of Poems</b></div>
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<b>A Book that will Make You Smarter</b></div>
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<b>A Book Everyone but You has Read</b></div>
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<b>A Book Based on a True Story</b></div>
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<b>A Book that is a Century Old: </b><i><a href="http://ofhorseselvesandmen.blogspot.com/2016/10/book-review-light-of-western-stars-by.html" target="_blank">The Light of Western Stars </a></i>by Zane Grey<i> </i> </div>
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<b>A Book that Takes Place on a Island: </b><a href="http://ofhorseselvesandmen.blogspot.com/2016/06/book-review-downright-dencey-by.html" target="_blank"><i>Downright Dencey </i>by Caroline Dale Snedeker </a></div>
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<b>A Book that is Guaranteed to Bring you Joy</b></div>
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<b>A Book that is More than 600 Pages</b></div>
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<b>A Book by a Male Author</b></div>
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<b>A Book by a Female Author: </b><i>Nine Coaches Waiting </i>by Mary Stewart </div>
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<b> Very Favorite Things</b></div>
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Napping kittens curled up on the living room floor (who even as I wrote this ceased as the Marmalader jumped up on my keyboard to ask for some cuddles), postcards from a very dear friend, <a href="http://ramblings-of-a-red-head-girl.blogspot.com/2016/04/so-i-have-these-two-friends-and-its.html" target="_blank">this post</a> from another dear friend, TOY STORY 3 (<i>so much cuteness!</i> I really think it might be my favorite of them!), quiet mornings when my mother and I are the only waking ones in the house, my baby lettuce plants and NOW my own homegrown lettuce for lunch!<br />
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Huge amounts of time sprinkled between times of not much at all, but they were really good stories, some of which will likely be appearing on my review blog in the coming weeks!<br />
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Some really good days and other... not so delightful ones. I've discovered my current secret though, I need to get started early enough in the day that my rush of post first-opening-the-document-inspiration doesn't come when I'm laying in bed. Also, while blogging was somewhat sparse I did do several posts, here are two favorites, <a href="http://headinthecloudsandpeninhand.blogspot.com/2016/03/of-stories-and-debussy.html" target="_blank">this</a> and <a href="http://headinthecloudsandpeninhand.blogspot.com/2016/04/inkling-exploration-april-2016-majesty.html" target="_blank">this</a>, the photo flow of the second giving me particular thrills. :)<br />
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Purple violets (and white too!), rainy days and cool afternoons drenched with sunshine and breezes. The grass is running riot now, and my garden is growing! It's the first year ever that I've really grown lettuce and not only is it thriving, but perfectly delicious too! Besides which my brother got me two trays of various seedlings for my birthday! Plants = one of the best presents ever. :)<br />
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This isn't cooking<i> persay</i>, but is making... my avocado mint chocolate pudding, for breakfast every day. I keep telling myself I should branch out more, but it's so crazy <i>good </i>and healthy too. :)<br />
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<b> </b>Do<i> not</i> be overzealous when it comes to exercise! </div>
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I became excited about a new workout idea, overexerted myself and was quite fatigued for two weeks straight having then to drag myself around for a third. I simply didn't have time to be <i>really</i> sick or I would have. :) So trust me peoples, don't do it. I have now returned to tried and true favorites, a reformed and wiser character.<br />
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Gardening is super rejuvenating for me.<br />
The quiet time while keeping my eye on a pair of crazy, tumbling kittens, conversations with my horse in her corral not far off, my fingers in the soil, my heart bubbling over with gratitude... every sense of it is pure joy.<br />
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<i>What were some of the delights of your March and April?</i></h3>
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<i>The Light of Western Stars </i>was one of the first novels with which my heart completely soared and to which it still very much does, a fact owing not a little to the glorious descriptions so perfectly twined within it. So for this months<a href="http://heidi-n-peterson.blogspot.com/2016/04/inkling-explorations-link-up-april-2016.html" target="_blank"> </a><a href="http://heidi-n-peterson.blogspot.com/2016/04/inkling-explorations-link-up-april-2016.html" target="_blank">Inkling Explorations</a>, I instantly knew I must do Madeline aka Majesty. :)<br />
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<i>In the past Miss Hammond's sense of humor had often helped her to overlook critical exactions natural to her breeding. She kept silence, and she imagined it was just as well that her veil hid her face at the moment. She had been prepared to find cowboys rather striking, and she had been warned not to laugh at them.</i><br />
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Can't you just feel her bubbling yet demur sense of humor? I love it very much indeed. :)<br />
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<i>Madeline smiled a little sadly. Perhaps when she had put on that exquisite white gown something had come to her of the manner which befitted the wearing of it. She could not resist the desire to look fair once more in the eyes of these hypercritical friends. The sad smile had been for the days that were gone. For she knew that what society had once been pleased to call her beauty had trebled since it had last been seen in a drawing-room. Madeline wore no jewels, but at her waist she had pinned two great crimson roses. Against the dead white they had the life and fire and redness of the desert.</i></div>
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<i>As he looked up to see her standing there, dressed to receive her Eastern guests, he checked his advance with a violent action which recalled to Madeline the one he had made on the night she had met him, when she disclosed her identity. It was not fear nor embarrassment nor awkwardness. And it was only momentary. Yet, slight as had been his pause, Madeline received from it an impression of some strong halting force. A man struck by a bullet might have had an instant jerk of muscular control such as convulsed Stewart. In that instant, as her keen gaze searched his dust-caked face, she met the full, free look of his eyes. Her own did not fall, though she felt a warmth steal to her cheeks. Madeline very seldom blushed. And now, conscious of her sudden color a genuine blush flamed on her face. It was irritating because it was incomprehensible. She received the papers from Stewart and thanked him. He bowed, then led the black down the path toward the corrals.</i><br />
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I'm not a great listener of “Classical” music, more modern classics, such as Elvis, Guy Mitchell and the musical re-tellings of Andre Rieu taking first place within my heart. Yet there are days where the peaceful flow of the music of the Romantic and Impressionist eras are what I crave.<br />
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So I go and uncover the worn collection of classical records (not literally records of course because I listen to music on my laptop and back then we listened to Cd's and later the computer) from my childhood.<br />
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First, I play a Hungarian Rhapsody, which also happens to be the one most recently listened to. I've listened to it a dozen times of late because Osbert Gaunt in <i>The Daughter Pays</i> plays one, and ever since my first reading of it the strength and passion of the song sends me away to the dark of an English evening a hundred years ago. I'm<i> there</i> looking in upon the sitting room where Virginia (the heroine) lies upon the couch looking out into the stars of the night, the firelight flicking around her, the swell of the song sending her spirit in flight with the freedom of the stars.<br />
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Music and story are so earnestly intertwined: the theme song of a movie that you love (or don't) but for which the song still makes you laugh or weep in ecstasy as the case may be (<i>Love Me Tender </i>anyone?), the endless round of a tune stuck in your head when one is attempting to sleep, and the music of a wedding day.<br />
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The treble notes of Debussy's <i>Clair De Lune</i> flutter through the room. It is in songs such as these that the quiet speech of the music enters into your spirit, between the steady fall of rain outside your window and the warmth of dreaming within.<br />
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Dreams of the ages, of all the generations who have listened to this song, my heart fills to overflowing with the glorious ache of it, but it is not a painful one. It is an ache that makes me reach for my favorite tales as words for my own flick into my head and flow out of my fingers into the document upon my computer, translating the electricity of the storm and rain without, the humming wonder of imagination within and the trembling glorious gift of music which twines amongst everything.<br />
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Here are my answers to the tag as given by Faith of<a href="http://justwaytooboss.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"> Just Way Too Boss!</a> Thank you Faith! <br />
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I actually think the place where I live is a very nice sort of place to have a home and there is nowhere else in particular I'd rather have it. However, I would dearly love to <i>try </i>living all sorts of other places and then have this be my home base. :)</div>
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<b>What dream occupation did you have as a child?</b></div>
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To be a member of Robin Hood's band perhaps or some such thing? As you can see, my choice would have been rather fraught with difficulty.<br />
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Blue. It's such a deliciously <i>living </i>sort of color and has such a variety of moods within its spectrum. Just <i>thinking </i>of it makes me feel tingly and adventurous.</div>
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<i>The Scent of Water </i>by Elizabeth Goudge. It's either very odd or perfectly splendid, I just can't quite decide which. So please don't hold yourself quite recommended. :)</div>
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The only thing I've ever watched nearly to completion was the Austrian film, <i>Sissi </i>(1953) and it was sub-titled. Beautifully filmed with exquisite costumes and breathtaking scenery; I found it completely charming.</div>
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<b>Favorite fairytale?</b></div>
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Beauty and the Beast...and sometimes Cinderella, but all my favorite re-tellings are of the former.<br />
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Spanish... because the cultures that speak it also happen to be the ones I find most fascinating!</div>
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Books. I love the reality of them between my hands.</div>
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I'm not going to give the 11 random facts, but if you would like some about me you can read my two previous Liebster awards <a href="http://headinthecloudsandpeninhand.blogspot.com/2014/04/liebster-x-two.html" target="_blank">here</a>, which (while yet being from the ancient chronicles) are still quite relevant. :)</div>
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Happy Springtime, friends!<br />
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