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HI ROBIN PARMA IS NOT TOO FAR FROM ME . I DID NOT KNOW YOU WERE FROM PARMA . THEY HAVE THE BEST BAKERIES THERE AND LOTS OF GREAT FOOD .

I LOVE THAT . BE YOURSELF AND THE WORLD WILL ADJUST .GOOD MORNING CHERIE . WE HAVE ONE MORE PIECE OF D.Q. CAKE LEFT.ITS GOOD ANY TIME OF DAY . IS YOUR CAKE GONE YET .I HOPE THE KIDS ARE WELL AND ENJOYING THE SUMMER .SENDING HEALING PRAYERS . ITS SO HARD TO LOSE A PET .HUGS TO YOU AND YOUR FAMILY .

Sheba … I so agree that is an awesome Kitty “Tail” & KITTENGIRL is GOLD!! Sheba …. Cherie just feels so depleted. A good friend at work just had to put down her 8 year old Labradoodle. Her, her mother, and daughter …. Sheba even the other dog they have was depressed for 2 months!! He looked like the picture I posted. Sheba♥ Dear take care …. Take care ALL!

DEAR SHEBA I HOPE YOU ARE DOING WELL WHEN YOU MENTIONED REX HARRISON YOU BROUGHT BACK A GOOD MEMORY .I NEED TO TELL MY KIDS . PLEASE HAVE A GOOD DAY .I HOPE EVERYONE IS DOING FINE . HUGS LOAF .

@loaf,

I have seen this on TV when they show all the older TV Shows. The lad was handsome and
so was his father.

Peace Out Peeps! Enjoy your evening. Loaf I hope you have a great night. Cherie
sad news and I will tell you tomorrow. Tonight I will cry myself to sleep I am looking
at the moon as I type. Shout out to Taci, Mcpoopoo, Cherie, Kittengirl you get the GOLD!

Goodnight all. 🙂

Just a little fun gallery. 🙂

Windmills of Your Mind
Noel Harrison

Round like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning on an ever spinning reel
Like a snowball down a mountain, or a carnival balloon
Like a carousel that’s turning running rings around the moon
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face
And the world is like an apple whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind!

Like a tunnel that you follow to a tunnel of its own
Down a hollow to a cavern where the sun has never shone
Like a door that keeps revolving in a half forgotten dream
Or the ripples from a pebble someone tosses in a stream
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face
And the world is like an apple whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind!

Keys that jingle in your pocket, words that jangle in your head
Why did summer go so quickly, was it something that you said?
Lovers walking along a shore and leave their footprints in the sand
Is the sound of distant drumming just the fingers of your hand?
Pictures hanging in a hallway and the fragment of a song
Half remembered names and faces, but to whom do they belong?
When you knew that it was over you were suddenly aware
That the autumn leaves were turning to the color of her hair!
Like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning on an ever spinning reel
As the images unwind, like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind!

SHEBA MY FAIR LADY GALLERY IS GREAT . WHEN YOU MENTIONED REX HARRISON I HAVE TO TELL YOU THAT I DID MEET HIS SON NOEL HARRISON . HE HAD A RECORD OUT WINDMILLS OF YOUR MIND . SADLY HE PASSED AWAY ABOUT 5 YEARS AGO .HE STARED IN MAN OR GIRL FROM UNCLE..HE VISITED MY MOMS HOME AT THAT TIME . I ALSO MET A FELLOW FROM SUN RECORDS WHO RECORDED ELVIS . AMAZING .

ROBIN
WALL

“I have officially run out of space in my closet but that hasn’t stopped me yet!”
Robin, a native from Parma, OH, first appeared on HSN in 1995. Though Robin loves the hectic, unrehearsed world of live television, away from the cameras, she enjoys simple things – sunsets with her husband, photography, snow skiing, reading and decorating.

The Valley of Despair

Anyone who has walked through the valley of despair and come out the other side knows that even in that darkness, seeds of light can be found. Often their tendrils reach out of the gloom and into the daylight alongside the journeyer who emerges from that deep sorrow. When we find ourselves in a place of despair, it can help us to know this, so that we don’t give up. We can stop, take a deep breath, and remind ourselves that we will find ourselves on the other side of this troubled time, and that we may even emerge with something new to offer.

It seems that despair has been around for as long as humans have been able to express themselves, and many of the great artists, teachers, and visionaries have labored through times of depression and hopelessness. Their words, images, and lives can serve as beacons in the darkness, even if they can’t always immediately lead us out. In the end, we must find our own way, and this is why despair often overwhelms us when it comes; we doubt that we have the resources to contend with such a formidable presence all by ourselves. This is when we must come to our own aid and know in our hearts that we have what it takes to keep moving forward in the general direction of the light.

Even though we must ultimately rely on ourselves, this doesn’t mean we can’t ask for help. Our friends and families can help us, as can our inner guides and helping spirits. They can serve the purpose of a fire that burns throughout the night, keeping us warm, and providing a light by which we might see the changes we may need to make in order to move forward. In addition, there truly are seeds of light inside us, however small, waiting to unfurl their green shoots, if only we will give them the time.