Monthly Archive:: November 2015

Chicken a la Denathor

Denethor, son of Ecthelion, Steward of Gondor was a great number of things. Indisputably he was the Steward of Gondor before the return of the king. Further, he was strong and sensible enough to see the folly in staring too long into the plantir recognizing the evil on the other end … a quality that
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Goodnight comb And goodnight brush Goodnight nobody Goodnight mush And goodnight to the old lady whispering “hush” Goodnight stars Goodnight air Goodnight noises everywhere #dozinbos @lulzsalad Slightly more than 8 months ago I captured my first #dozinbo. I imagine that anyone who has followed, even with a passing interest, my #dozinbos must have, at some
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Dream tonight of peacock tails Diamond fields and spouter whales ills are many, blessings few But dreams tonight will shelter you #dozinbos @lulzsalad Please follow and like us:
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póg mo thóin

“I could have been someone” “Well so could anyone. You took my dreams from me when I first found you” “I kept them with me babe. I kept them with my own, can’t make it out alone. I’ve built my dreams around you.” #lulzsalad @dozinbos Please follow and like us:
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Bougainvillea Blooms (Passing Afternoon)

There are things we can’t recall Blind as night that finds us all Winter tucks her children in Her fragile China dolls But my hand remembers hers Rolling ’round the shaded ferns Naked arms, her secrets still Like songs I never learned #dozinbos @lulzsalad Please follow and like us:
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Sleepy Hollow

A drowsy, dreamy influence seems to hang over the land, and to pervade the very atmosphere. Some say that the place was bewitched by a high German doctor, during the early days of the settlement; others, that an old Indian Chief, the prophet or wizard of his tribe, held his powwows there before the country
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Souls So Similar

In periods of rapid personal change, we pass through life as though we are spell cast. We speak in sentences that end before finishing. We sleep heavily because we need to ask so many questions as we dream alone. We bump into others and feel bashful at recognizing souls so similar to ourselves. #dozinbos @lulzsalad
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He felt that his whole life was some kind of dream and he sometimes wondered whose it was and whether they were enjoying it #dozinbos @lulzsalad Please follow and like us:
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“Go to sleep” “I am asleep. This is a dream” “Then it is a good dream” #dozinbos @lulzsalad Please follow and like us:
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I closed my eyes, drew back the curtain To see for certain what I thought I knew Far far away, someone was weeping But the world was sleeping Any dream will do I wore my coat, with golden lining Bright colors shining, wonderful and new And in the east, the dawn was breaking And the
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