“What are you doing?” asked Gracie. “I’m making some pencil sketches of you and the others.” “Why would you do that?” “So I won’t forget any of you.” “You aren’t forgetful. You always remember to feed us.” “Well, sometimes people forget even though they don’t want to forget especially when they get old. So I […]My Life With Gracie…Seasons Of Friendship — My Life With Gracie
I still remember the first day we met.
We were too shy to say much at all.
It’s funny to think back to that time,
Because now we’re having a ball!
They say that true friendship is rare,
An adage that I believe to be true.
Genuine friendship is something that I cherish.
I am so lucky to have met you.
Our bond is extremely special.
It is unique in its own way.
We have something irreplaceable.
I love you more and more each day.
We’ve been through so much together.
In so little time we’ve shared ,
I will never forget all the moments
That you’ve shown me how much you cared.
Friends are forever,
Especially the bond that you and I possess.
I love your fun-filled personality.
Somehow you never fail to impress.
The world could use more people like you.
It would certainly be a better place.
I love everything about you.
You are someone I could never replace.
You are always there for me
When my spirits need a little lift.
I cannot thank you enough for that.
You are truly an extraordinary gift.
You are everything to me and more.
I could never express that enough.
Life is such a treacherous journey, and
Without you it would be even more tough.
Our story will continue to grow
With each passing day,
Because I trust that with you by my side,
Everything will always be okay.
You are so dear to me.
You know I will love you until the end.
I will always be there for you, and
You will always (and forever) be my best friend.
No matter how much we fight,
I’ll always be by your side.
We’ve been through too much
To let what we have slide.
For years you’ve put up with me;
You’re my best friend,
I can always count on you; now it’s my turn to lend.
This is all my fault,
Don’t let this turn our friendship gray.
I love you, and that’s all I have to say.
Are you making fun
of me or is it solidarity?
Cone of Shame.
Please, feel free to visit the very charming blog of the artist Dad4Gracie that provides you with funny insights, heartwarming stories and universal wisdoms of his lively chicken family.
The beautifully ilustrated finding below refers to the capital campaign in favor of the St. John`s church in Portsmouth, which is well-known for supporting homeless and other vulnerable members of their local community.
The capital campain shall provide the church with a new roof, repair water damage to the stonework, and replace the knob and tube wiring that could cause a serious electrical fire.
Give yourself a special christmas or seasonal gift
…by making a small donation. You will find a link to the charity webiste on the blog “My Life with Gracie”….simply follow the link at the end of this post.
No, you won`t become visible, you are possibly no member of this community, you might have another religion, you are financially challenged at the time being (like I am due to the sudden death of my car), you wont get any direct payback or feedback …and nevertheless you´re compassionate and willing to be of help without any vanity & shelfishness. That`s true (inner) beauty which might rise you self-respect and -self esteem. Levitate your spirit…and prove that someone who is in need, will be helped — even by strangers at remote places. I am not religious frankly speaking but I believe that the universe wont forget anything….
However, Gracie and her chicken sisters, who are doing their best to support St. John`s too (pls. see the wonderful cartoon of Dad4Gracie below), are clucking: “Danke schön! Thank you! Merci! Xiexie! Gracias! Grazie! Shukran! Spassiba! Domo arigatou!”
PS: It would be also very kind of you to reblogg and forward this post or even better Dad4Gracies original post to increase the reach….Thx.
On my lap, you ask
for comfort – without shame.
Seems to be so easy….
Auf meinem Schoß, bittest du
um Trost - ohne Scham.
Scheint so einfach zu sein...
Iceland Ponies…Time for a Declaration of Love.
They are real buddies and free spirits, who astonishingly seek and seem to enjoy the company of humans.
Loyal, friendly, affectionate, curious, smart, extraordinary relaxed and even-tempered, super-cute, strong personalities, cooperative and resilient….these are the characteristics which pop up immediately if people think of Islandic horses.
To put it in a nutshell – Islandic Horses are truely beautiful creatures!
in your hands.
like a chance
to make things
When she says margarita she means daiquiri. When she says quixotic she means mercurial. And when she says, “I’ll never speak to you again," she means, “Put your arms around me from behind as I stand disconsolate at the window.”
He’s supposed to know that.
When a man loves a woman he is in New York and she is in Virginia or he is in Boston, writing, and she is in New York, reading, or she is wearing a sweater and sunglasses in Balboa Park and he is raking leaves in Ithaca or he is driving to East Hampton and she is standing disconsolate at the window overlooking the bay where a regatta of many-colored sails is going on while he is stuck in traffic on the Long Island Expressway.
When a woman loves a man it is one ten in the morning she is asleep he is watching the ball scores and eating pretzels drinking lemonade and two hours later he wakes up and staggers into bed where she remains asleep and very warm.
When she says tomorrow she means in three or four weeks. When she says, “We’re talking about me now," he stops talking. Her best friend comes over and says, “Did somebody die?”
When a woman loves a man, they have gone to swim naked in the stream on a glorious July day with the sound of the waterfall like a chuckle of water rushing over smooth rocks, and there is nothing alien in the universe.
Ripe apples fall about them. What else can they do but eat?
When he says, “Ours is a transitional era," “that’s very original of you," she replies, dry as the martini he is sipping.
They fight all the time It’s fun What do I owe you? Let’s start with an apology Ok, I’m sorry, you dickhead. A sign is held up saying “Laughter.” It’s a silent picture. “I’ve been fucked without a kiss," she says, “and you can quote me on that," which sounds great in an English accent.
One year they broke up seven times and threatened to do it another nine times.
When a woman loves a man, she wants him to meet her at the airport in a foreign country with a jeep. When a man loves a woman he’s there. He doesn’t complain that she’s two hours late and there’s nothing in the refrigerator.
When a woman loves a man, she wants to stay awake. She’s like a child crying at nightfall because she didn’t want the day to end.
When a man loves a woman, he watches her sleep, thinking: as midnight to the moon is sleep to the beloved. A thousand fireflies wink at him. The frogs sound like the string section of the orchestra warming up. The stars dangle down like earrings the shape of grapes.