tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21516362318315790062024-03-14T07:06:53.129-07:00RedroseRedrosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00014959336800062715noreply@blogger.comBlogger58125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2151636231831579006.post-34411283420768314632012-09-30T09:18:00.001-07:002012-09-30T09:18:55.600-07:00Life Of Wanderlust<br />
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I've been a traveling art model for almost 3 years now, the lifestyle defiantly isn't for everyone. It can put a strain on having a "normal" life (who wants to be normal anyways?! ) I'm in love with the traveling part of it, I want to see and experience as much as I can, rack up as many airline miles as possible, talk to even more people, and explore the cities until the soles of my shoes wear out.<br />
My inspiration to keep going? Not who you think...it's not a world leader or historical icon, it was a stranger that I ended up talking to while traveling with no schedule to be back to work next week. Looking at a tourist book browsing which restaurant to go to for dinner that night and deciding whether to book his hotel room a few more nights or see where the road would lead him to tomorrow. The career, house, corporate ladder and all.... that can wait, because if he doesn't let it wait he will only dream about the reality he is living now.<br />
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Redrosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00014959336800062715noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2151636231831579006.post-65340053750769299192012-06-30T09:51:00.002-07:002012-06-30T09:51:46.238-07:00Online magazine article from last yearI forgot about this article until I ran across this online magazine today while poking around Facebook.<br />
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<a href="http://modelup.wix.com/feb2011">MODEL UP Magazine</a><br />
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I'm on the 4Th page of the traveling model article.Redrosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00014959336800062715noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2151636231831579006.post-31247529008321753382012-06-26T09:29:00.001-07:002012-06-26T09:29:26.214-07:00Artomatic<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<strong>Artomatic is Washington DC’s largest art show that lasts a month. </strong></h3>
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<strong>I was lucky enough to be traveling on the east coast during the show and able to attend. I was part of Eye of Ra's Body Language project that we did a shoot for in April. </strong></div>
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<strong>He told me to choose a word that meant something to me, I choose "wanderlust" for obvious reasons. ;-) </strong></div>
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<strong>I'm guilty of not being able to stay in one place for an extended period of time, thoughts of adventure flood my mind while I'm at home. </strong></div>
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<b>The show may be over but this art project is still alive, Eye of Ra has came up with the idea to turn it in to magnetic fridge art. If you would like to help support Eye of Ra's project click the link provided.</b></div>
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<a href="http://www.indiegogo.com/bodylanguagemagnets">http://www.indiegogo.com/bodylanguagemagnets</a><br />
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<strong><em>A shot taken by Eye of Ra based on the story "A New Horse"</em></strong><br />
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<em>A NEW HORSE</em><br />
<em>Two farmhands shared a room. After a while, the one who slept near the door began to feel very tired early in the day. His friend asked what was wrong. “An awful thing happens every night,” he said. “A witch turns me into a horse and rides me all over the countryside.”</em><br />
<em>“I’ll sleep in your bed tonight,” his friend said. “We’ll see what happens to me.”</em><br />
<em>About midnight an old woman who lived nearby came into the room. She mumbled some strange words over the farmhand, and he found he couldn’t move. Then she slipped a bridle on him, and he turned into a horse.</em><br />
<em>The next thing he knew, she was riding him across the fields at breakneck speed, beating him to make him go even faster. Soon they came to a house where a party was going on. She hitched him to a fence and went in.</em><br />
<em>While she was gone, the farmhand rubbed against the fence until the bridle came off, and he turned back into a human. Then he went into the house and found the witch. He spoke those strange words over her, and with the bridle he turned her into a horse. Then he rode her to a blacksmith and had her fitted with horseshoes. After that, he rode her to the farm where she lived.</em><br />
<em>“I have a pretty good filly here,” he told her husband, “but I need a stronger horse. Would you like to trade?” The old man looked her over, and said he would do it. The farmhand picked out another horse and rode away.</em><br />
<em>Her husband led his new horse to the barn. He took off the bridle and went to hang it up. But when he came back, the new horse was gone. Instead, there stood his wife with horseshoes nailed to her hands and feet.</em><br />
<em>—from Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark by Alvin Schwartz</em>Redrosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00014959336800062715noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2151636231831579006.post-59539545940082593222012-06-09T09:46:00.002-07:002012-06-09T13:27:00.991-07:00With people like us<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">“You're not sorry to go, of course. With people like us our home is where we are not... No one person in the world is necessary to you or to me.” </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">He walked away that night </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Image blurring out with the city lights</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">His love compared to fifth avenue </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Personality like Wall street.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Heart laced with diamonds </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Cut straight through the middle </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">So we can share this bloody moment</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Missing your touch</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Razors sprouting from your fingertips</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Snagging across my skin</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Craving the distress </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">The tea bubbles up </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">spilling over the rim</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Puddling herbal liquid onto the table</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Let us just move on</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Only to be scolded again</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">There's shame in ignorance</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">When truths eyes shift towards you</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br />Redrosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00014959336800062715noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2151636231831579006.post-76216801487802105282012-06-04T08:32:00.002-07:002012-06-04T08:32:24.759-07:00Blame In The Sky<div style="text-align: center;">
Cover up the truth</div>
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The sky is feeling gray but blames the clouds instead</div>
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Rain down tears of hate</div>
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The world melts as it pelts the ground</div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;">These are the same people that wonder </span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;">Why the fireflies sparkle at night</span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;">The train is crowded </span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;">We pass by the people that wonder where the track goes</span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;">They walk </span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;">Follow</span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;">Run</span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;">Into the dark tunnels</span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;">Never ending path</span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;">How can you guide someone who won't see the truth</span><br />
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Tell me your secrets<br />
Hidden ocean confined inside<br />
Let me out<br />
Whispers of the sea haunt me<br />
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Creatures find their way out in the night<br />
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Sloshing against the rock walls<br />
Reaching up to the nights sky<br />
White foam traces the shoreline as the water recedes back to its home.<br />
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;"> Credit-Jim phelps -http://www.modelmayhem.com/225913</span>Redrosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00014959336800062715noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2151636231831579006.post-91366005179186751742012-04-22T12:00:00.000-07:002012-04-22T12:00:13.592-07:00Basking in the light of the sun<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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These were taken using my camera phone during a hike in Oregon with a friend. It was way to beautiful there to keep my clothes on. ;)<br />
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I've been behind at updating this thing due to my winter time hiatus. My 2012 traveling started with a trip to Seattle Washington. I took a traveling buddy along for the first time, I must say it was nice to have company! :) We got some sight seeing in the day before I had to shoot. <br />
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Did a trade shoot while there with an amazing artist, the theme was called "Chained Beauty" <br />
Here are some shots from the shoot- <em> Photographer-Tommy Edwards</em><br />
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<br /></div>Redrosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00014959336800062715noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2151636231831579006.post-46579935109635163232011-12-29T01:09:00.000-08:002011-12-29T01:09:27.137-08:00silence burning<span lang=""> I don't know how I got here, I just know the excruciating pain that I'm in.<br />
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I never pictured it ending like this.<br />
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So abrupt <br />
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All I could do was gaze at the sky out of the window and watch it darken as the time passed<br />
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The day was just another idle day, how could it turn sharply like this? <br />
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My mind is foggy trying to remember what I did last.<br />
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I do all I can to stay calm, they always tell you to stay calm in these situations.<br />
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You can cuddle your anger like a raggedy childhood blanket from the past.<br />
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Silence floods the room filling every corner.<br />
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The level rises until everybody drowns</span>Redrosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00014959336800062715noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2151636231831579006.post-46290383029180417552011-09-27T16:14:00.000-07:002011-09-27T16:14:57.927-07:00Interstate<div id="yui_3_2_0_15_13171751407383059" style="right: auto;">
Flowing down the
interstate like it's a river</div>
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Lines fly by like fish
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Rain drops tip toe
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I want this <span id="misspell-1" style="right: auto;"><span id="yui_3_2_0_1_13171751407386732">freedom</span></span></div>
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No, I've earned this
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The road climbs up the
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The storm festers up
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Green signs give names
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They really are
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Challenges, <span id="misspell-3" style="right: auto;"><span id="yui_3_2_0_1_13171751407386846">spontaneous</span></span> moments and <span id="misspell-4" style="right: auto;"><span id="yui_3_2_0_1_13171751407386901">fulfillment</span></span> live here.</div>
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but deep down that's the reason I like it here. <br />
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Surrounded by people but no obligations to connect <br />
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Muffled voices of the surrounding crowds comfort me <br />
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Everyone here is so different yet so the same <br />
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The sounds of heels and dress shoes hitting the terminal floor <br />
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Rushing by , always in a hurry. <br />
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The whiff of Cologne that reminds you of a moment from the past. <br />
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It tingles my noise and awakens my senses. <br />
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Numbers and times flash across the blue illuminated board <br />
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Connect me to my next flight <br />
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Here I go again.<br />
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I am now my focal point, so zoom in and sharpen that image</div>
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Just don't over expose it</div>
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I want to see ribs</div>
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Make my green eyes glow</div>
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I want the light to swim across my body</div>
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emerge me in your light</div>
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Create with me</div>
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Speak through me</div>
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Redrosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00014959336800062715noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2151636231831579006.post-34470438103506165342011-09-10T07:02:00.000-07:002011-09-11T22:41:04.024-07:00Shooting with my horseEric <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Lowenburg</span> wrote a blurb about our shoot with my horse here in Salem.:) His MM page is <a href="http://www.modelmayhem.com/1179757">http://www.modelmayhem.com/1179757</a> if you would like to check him out. Here's what he wrote:<br /><br /><span style="color:#ffff66;">"</span><span style="color:#ffff66;"><em>08 September found me in the Salem, Oregon area to again be fortunate enough to shoot with the very lovely and talented Miss <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Redrose</span>.<br /><br />We worked during the morning with my new horse friend Lady who is a gorgeous Arabian Mare. Lady proved to be a wonderful model, very patient and cooperative. She is however the first model that I have shot that was grazing during the shoot. Lady and Miss <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Redrose</span> were the perfect combination for a great shooting with a mix of artistic nudes and lifestyle images.<br /><br />Lady got to spend the afternoon at pasture telling her other horse friends about her morning while I made the drive back to San Francisco. It was a very enjoyable morning of shooting taking advantage of the heat wave in Oregon. Temps that day were going to be close to 95 under a nearly perfect sky for lighting -- just a very slight diffusing haze and occasional high cloud. All in all a fantastic morning. Miss <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">Redrose</span> is a wonderful model with a great look that always gives her best for a shooting -- and she can park a horse trailer better than any guy I know.<br /></em>"</span>Redrosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00014959336800062715noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2151636231831579006.post-53351858118321521982011-09-09T22:35:00.000-07:002011-09-09T22:44:33.172-07:00HidingLet me give you my wisdom for free. "Nothing in life is really free", but that is an overused saying repeated by closed minded humans that did not know where to find the secrets. They are blinded by their pride. They think they know it all, but in fact all they know is what’s in front of them. They don’t let their mind out to play, they keep it on a strict choke chain.<br /> Through my travels people have told me their secrets, I now know where the "free" hides. I Honor the secrets, I hold them close. you will have to figure this one out on your own .You have to look hard, if you don’t there is a good chance you will miss out. The reward is sweet but the hunt is bitter.<br /> Waves rolling in and out , I hear the surf growling. The smell of seaweed is in the air. The stars are glowing like hot coals. The sky cuddles them like a black silky blanket. The void, the unknown.<br /> The warm sand sifts between my toes, lost, the search party is out looking. But it’s been a long day and it looks like I’m stuck here another night. Stuck on my lonely island. Sometimes I wonder if it’s my fault I ended up here. I could always light a flare in hope it would help them find me, but instead i sit quietly in the dark. Letting fate take it’s course. Whatever is meant happen will ultimately happen and I’m just along for the ride. My supplies are low, my stomach feels sour , craving energy. I will run on willpower. The most efficient thing in the world. It’s free for the taking. The moon watches down , I can feel the wisdom glow down from it. It warms my soul some while I close my eyes and try to rest.Redrosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00014959336800062715noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2151636231831579006.post-41358458215203610482011-09-07T14:39:00.000-07:002011-09-07T14:42:29.051-07:00Time<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijrv14d46EKiSWYTUUT2HcSYIHmR_XxEPDpuuYieYTf1Hmmo44DQlFava4ZsKo5jMoT9Xk0WlgoFBcO_tbAV8AgMpO6sqVDyScVUyV5xqu-b5ut2shrGfMbjg3gQSyIT3OeLr8no_WAN8/s1600/4b9ec5c4858d9.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649736183603007746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijrv14d46EKiSWYTUUT2HcSYIHmR_XxEPDpuuYieYTf1Hmmo44DQlFava4ZsKo5jMoT9Xk0WlgoFBcO_tbAV8AgMpO6sqVDyScVUyV5xqu-b5ut2shrGfMbjg3gQSyIT3OeLr8no_WAN8/s320/4b9ec5c4858d9.jpg" /></a><br /><br />Don’t let time run past you, when life puts you to the test, don’t resort to writing the answers on the palm of your hand. The ink will only smear and poison your blood. The clock explodes, springs and bolts fly outward into the dark night. The number’s that were so delicately painted on by the man, peel off in no time. Time takes no mercy on labeling your life with seconds and minutes. Meaningless words made to measure your journey on earth.Redrosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00014959336800062715noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2151636231831579006.post-82958492432256993232011-09-06T22:19:00.000-07:002011-09-06T22:20:52.999-07:00Tell me a storyTell me a story, tell me a story that starts with "Once upon" a time. Tell me a story where people know right from wrong, and there is no suffering. Tell me a story where the years never fly by but instead they linger by slowly so we can enjoy them and take nothing for granted. Tell me a story where there are no "Goodbyes" just "see you later". I want the story where there is no loss and no sad endings, forget grabbing for a tissue, I want to do no such thing. I want the story where the hard decisions are made and everyone knows what to do. Lying in the grass soaking up the sun rays through my skin, recharge my soul. Watching the dandelion seeds dance through the air and the birds soar so very high. breathing in the warm summer air deep into my healthy lungs. Take me there. Give me that "fairy tale" ending.Redrosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00014959336800062715noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2151636231831579006.post-35596255343619951682011-08-19T18:13:00.000-07:002011-08-19T19:06:16.538-07:00A letter from a friend
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<br /><p>This was in my email today-</p>
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<br /><p><em>"My dearest Crystal, my closest friend,
<br />You have it. You have it. You have it. You have it. I realize... you´ve got it.
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<br />Everyone wants to be where they´re supposed to be, that´s why some people go around the world to find it, but you don´t need to.
<br />I see you, where you are... doing what you´re doing, and you´re doing it right.
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<br />You are comfortable in your skin, you´re doing exactly what you were meant to do, you´ve found your niche. Bravo. Your soul is immaculately beautiful, you. "</em></p>
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<br />Redrosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00014959336800062715noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2151636231831579006.post-88672346984384967662011-08-03T07:55:00.000-07:002011-08-03T07:56:38.189-07:00Bridal Couture Shoot (Fashion)<iframe height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/w32GFL7_oPc?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""></iframe><br />It's always a lot of dancing and fun working with Crendo Photography. This was done a couple months ago. No, I'm not really married. :)Redrosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00014959336800062715noreply@blogger.com0