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Competition fuels us in every aspect of our lives, but I believe that transformation is ours if we want it. Look inside yourself, meditate, walk, read and most importantly, write.  Tell yourself what you want to happen. Faith is everything.

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Whipped Tail Pocket Pit

Ms. Idgie Threadgood Dodd has a permanent heart on her chest. 

Shawn has been talking about it, and I thought I noticed it, but I can really see it in this pic. I have no idea how it got there, maybe the fact she is kissed about seven hundred times a day by me, Grace and Shawn. Mariama and Holly don't kiss as much.. LOL its so fascinating. How DID it get there? Magic. In this pic she is watching well, everything in the park. Such a good girl.

Take me to the River. Drop me in the Water...

Put one foot in front of the other and soon you'll be walking out the doorr..orrr. 
A couple of  things. This week I have been missing the water. Soon it will be 4 years.. Wow.  The months ahead for the Dodds will be full of celebrations, college adventures and hopefully some potatoes and pubs.  Hey that's why I ran half a mile on the treadmill yesterday..  Austin, Ireland, Columbus, Boston, Chicago. I'm writing this down because I want to manifest a NICE LONG BEACH trip in there before school starts. We are land locked in a major way up here in Cincinnati, I'm dreaming of the keys but I would sell for North Carolina.. I think.

Flashback Friday

Because you can't hand down a CD to the next generation. - Sue Bryce
Ain't that the truth...

Throw it back across the years and miles and states..

They say a digital file loses it's value year after year because we forget what's stored on our hard drives, flash drives and CD's. Do we still use those? I am making an album of the girls to send to Africa and I came across my picasa web album where I have stored years and years of photos.  I thought it would be fun to have a post featuring some of the families I have been so lucky to meet and know. I might do this next week too! Throw it back..

To Every Season

It's been so long since I've been a regular blogger. I still write. I write on my fiction. I write my intentions down most days, and journal when I can. Mostly I drive down Winton Road in Cincinnati, or Estes Road in Nashville.  I listen to podcasts when I feed the horses on the farm and I sometimes drink red wine when I think about how badly I want the house to sell.  The other day there was a guest speaker on one of my favorite podcasts talking about purposeful uncomfortableness. Something he creates for himself, and his family. He was currently creating it by having recently moved his all five of them from a farm in Vermont to Singapore, where they were all learning Mandarin.  On a lesser scale, I'm sure people might think we were familiar with this type of thing.. and it didn't dawn on me until I heard the man say it. This is one of those years for us. Like 2011.. 2011 was tricky but I learned.. 
      I've begun to mark my years in seasons. People have a…

Sunflower 2016

First of all, I cannot believe that I didn't get a beautiful shot of all three girls between  last Friday and Monday when we had this incredible snow because someone, I won't mention any names caught a  man cold, no it wasn't Carlos..and it was a bit distracting. Ha! So I turn to Mariama as she's about to head to Nashville with Shawn and remember..

Last January we took our annual Sunflower photographs on the bridge crossing from Newport Kentucky to downtown Cincinnati, the blue one. I need to learn the name since as of May we will be full time residents of Ohio. What?

Then I get so excited that I force Holly and Grace to dress up after Grace's five hour practice. 

Thanks Mom. 

I wanted to share with y'all and now I must take to my bed like a good southern gal and nurse MY cold.. Thanks Shine! Ha!

P.S. I am seeking dancers for fine art portraiture for my portfolio. My studio  will open in the Cincinnati area this May.


Happy Winter.