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![]() MY MIND — ALWAYS IN SHUFFLE MODE. Greetings fellow Earthlings, I'm Sandy aka Blüeyez. I've lived most of my 54 years right here in the beautiful state of Idaho, 29 of them with my husband and best friend, Sam. The past few years have brought new discoveries of the many treasures hidden in the quietness of empty-nest living. I have a huge love of the high desert and mountains, near where we live. If I can lose myself in nature, peace finds me and I'm most rewarded. I'm a fair-weather person though, thriving in summer and withering in winter. I work part-time as a beautician, while playing a part-time poet here on WDC. Poetry is a big part of my leisure time. I read it, write it, think it and much to my amazement, I sometimes find myself speaking in perfect iambics. I write mostly for the enjoyment, but also for the purpose of appeasing an ever-restless mind. I find the more I open my mind's eye to life and possibilites, the more inspiration I find for creating my poems. ![]() |
| 1. Bummed | ID #746556 |
| Posted: 2-6-2012 @ 11:28 pm EST Edited: 2-7-2012 @ 2:38 pm EST | |
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My husband had a dentist appointment this morning so I let him take my car to town because it gets better gas mileage than his pick-up. On his way back home, less than a mile from our house, he hit a dog. It was one of those unavoidable accidents. Apparently there were three very large dogs chasing a pick-up truck coming toward Sam. Right at the point where Sam and the pick-up met, the dogs decided to stop chasing and return to their yard.... right in the path of my car which was traveling at 55 mph. Luckily he only hit one of them, but it had to have badly hurt that one dog. Sam stopped, but the dog had managed to get up and go into his yard. The other two dogs were barking furiously at Sam from the yard, so he stood beside the car hoping somebody would come to the door and see what was going on, but nobody ever did and he wasn't about to go into the yard with those dogs, so he came home. |