Oh my friends we're older tho no wiser, for in our hearts the dreams they're still the same.
When? he asked. When does middle age end and old age begin?
"When" he asked, " when does middle age end and old age begin?"
It took awhile to recover from his question.
Sunday, June 10, 2012
Summer Sunset.
The sky tonight looks like a watercolour with a pink wash over it . A little too bright in some spots, barely there in others. Positively exquisite. It was a lovely weekend
Labels:
destination,
happy afternoon,
moods,
perception,
pink cammo
Friday, June 8, 2012
Fairies
Earlier this week I stood idly waiting for a bus at a riverside stop. My mind wandered. The sun was warm, the sky clear blue, and then with a sudden breeze clouds of fluff dancing around me.
Fairies! my delighted inner child exclaimed as blizzard like, I was engulfed in mists of fluff.
Dandelion (1967)
Fairies! my delighted inner child exclaimed as blizzard like, I was engulfed in mists of fluff.
Dandelion (1967)
Saturday, June 2, 2012
People
People 45-64 years of age account for 25% of the Canadian population. Women 55-59 6.2% in 2005
In 2008 someone in America turned 62 every 7 seconds
I found these stats in my draft folder. I'm not sure if I ever published them but they are still true. There was a time, a few years back, when I was yet again unemployed when I asked myself "where the people like me," were. Eventually I decided not to care as there really are no people like me just stats.
In 2008 someone in America turned 62 every 7 seconds
I found these stats in my draft folder. I'm not sure if I ever published them but they are still true. There was a time, a few years back, when I was yet again unemployed when I asked myself "where the people like me," were. Eventually I decided not to care as there really are no people like me just stats.
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