Monday, December 28, 2009

Pretty Day At The Beach

Took these pictures of my day at the beach yesterday. It was really pretty and a great beach day.

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

New Movie Out

THis is just a little post for a new movie i found, its the story of John Lennon. Looks really good!!! Can't wait to see it.

Sunday, April 26, 2009

Only in......

My family got a Email with this topic Only in.... and the pictures are pretty funny, Check them out.

You can find these things...

Only In Japan.........

Only In Hawaii......

Only In Texas.....

Only In India..........

Only In China........

And Only In Australia........


Monday, February 2, 2009

Upon Suprises~

(Continuing to, The Sea At Last)

Lizzy slowed down, finally feeling the weight of her gown. The wind took a rest from the sun, which was the horrid thing of her position. Her hair cheeks blushed Scarlett red, gathering her hair she began to brush it out with the tips of her fingers, while slowly following her hats trail. Taking her loose brown hair Lizzy braided most of it and left it undone. After a long moment of the dry air a gust of refreshing cold air blew in her direction. "Finally!" Lizzy exclaimed, then closing her eyes and taking as many deep breaths as she could her cheeks then returned eventually back to their natural colour and she pressed on. On the top of the hill she smiled looking down at her view. There stood Mr. Beretty of foot, he looked down at his catch, slowly examining at her hat. She walked sweetly down to meet him.
"I did not know sir, that you liked looking at hats. Or is it that you like wearing them." Lizzy teased. "Oh!" Mr. Beretty looked up, He smiled charmingly "Is this yours Miss. Elizabeth?" "Yes, and it has traveled a long way." Lizzy answered. The two started walking on. "I can see, although is doesn't look damaged at all." He replied. "Thank heavens, because it really is not mine. I am borrowing it from my mother." She gasped. "Well here." Mr. Beretty said giving it back into her custody. "Thank you sir." She said. "So i believe your family is good." he began.
"Yes very well."
"And your sister?"
"She is good, by the way she is down by the beach. Would you not join me? I think she would be happy to see you, herself!"
"That would be nice, but i am waiting for someone."
"Oh." Lizzy said, "Should i tell her that you said, Hi?"
Mr. Beretty looked down, "Well i suppose i could be a moment." He answered. Lizzy smiled and lead him to the shore. Everything had stayed the same as when she left, except for the fact that her younger sisters were now all somewhat wet, and on the grass laying beneath the sun to dry off. Lizzy brought him down to the picnic and to her adoring sister. "Rose!" Exclaimed Lizzy,
"Look what i have found or rather caught!" Mr. Beretty smiled, "It is good to see you Miss. Dunt." said he. "Yes." Rose replied with a glowing smile. "You look very well." Mr. Beretty said. He felt in his position the uncomfortableness of the want for intimacy. Lizzy also saw the unconventional dullness of speech, and took it as a hint to leave them. Excusing herself she made her way to her sisters. They were now looking at Rose and Mr. Beretty with an uncontrollable laugh that Cathy had began she suspected. Lizzy tried to control the matter, but only ended up in laughing too. Cathy's talent of the art of teasing was to much and her way to gain attention.
"If he would only ask her." Lizzy thought once the laughter died down.
Mr. Beretty was the right match; being wealthy, charming, sweet, and handsome. Everything that would fit the wants of Rose and her mother. Wealth was to be desired above all, Charm a nature that is dependent on a good breeding, Sweetness in a man shows his generosity and kindness, and Good looks if attainable would top off things sweetly and everyone would win. Lizzy did think that Mr. Beretty would make a good brother in-law and he supplied good conversation. Looking away form her sister she glanced out to the sea. The soft waves tossed restlessly, although it was not a picture of anxiety, but of stirring and timelessness. It was in the most simplest way to describe, beautiful.
(To Continue) Bostan~

Saturday, January 31, 2009


Potography Section.

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

The Sea At Last!

The party gathered, and once together they made it down to the shore a few minuets later. From the cottage it was measured a short walk. Lizzy looked in amazement, the fresh ocean air was cleansing, the sky shinned much brighter than the day before, and the water glistened much cleaner. She continued down the sandy floor and transferred to the pebble remains. Looking again up, the dark clouds of yesterday seemed far off and so were her worries. Cathy ran ahead, tracking a cloud of sand that left behind largely exaggerated foot prints in the sand that now sat undisturbed for the moment. The salt air was absolutely fantastic, and the cool wind picked up, which was her favorite part of the outing, when the cool breeze met up with the warm razes of the sun. Clear above in the blue sky, the breeze blew around the white blinding blotches as they knew not where to stay. Lizzy smiled, slipping off her shoes and running to catch the white water in the shallows. Watching down along the shore line, her young sisters played with the thought of being untouchable. Her time in Devonshire was a time she would remember forever. Walking back to the shoes that she left on a patch of grass, Lizzy slipped them back on and walked toward her sisters.

After the hour of playing on the beach, Lizzy's elder sister brought them together to enjoy the picnic lunch that Jenny had prepared early for the girls. Lizzy helped in setting up, she laid the old blanket on the grass and smoothed it down and unwrinkled the large fold in it.
"Everything looks perfect, well as perfect as it will get." Lizzy exclaimed. "I think it looks rather nice." Cathy added. The five girls were on a patch of grass near the edge of a stretch of knolls . Cathy took her seat quickly and rather clumsily, but Rose sat down, gathering her long hem gracefully and did it like she where sitting on a bubble, carefully and slowly done. The wind blew a bit stronger now and the girls had to tie there bonnets before they blew away. But then as it came unexpectantly for Lizzy, her bonnet flew from her side and rolled off into the hilly grass. Not very lady like she jumped up and ran after it. Rose got up to help, But Lizzy shouted for them not to wait up and she carried on through the field and from their views. Her dark brown hair also flew crazily every which way, but she did not care. Running now upon dusty path, she climbed a half steep dust road, but not fast enough to catch it before it disappeared beyond the curve in the path.

BOstan~ (TO Be Continued)

Sunday, January 25, 2009

Two Wolves

This is a short story, and i think it has a good moral.
(Rewritten in words that i can remember)

There was once a very wise and very old Indian chief. He had many grandchildren and wanted to teach them all a lesson. Under a starry heaven, in a clear brisk sky, he gathered all of his many grandchildren around an excited Fire. Clearing his throat and silencing the lively children he began.
"So my grandchildren i have a lesson for you." He said, "Inside of me i have two wolves fighting."
At this the young children paused, but the silence was broken by the eldest grandson.
"What do you mean grandfather?" He exclaimed. "Good, know let me finish my story." The Chief replied, " There is the bad wolf who is everything bad, violence, hatred, and war. And there is the good wolf that is everything good, love, peace, joy, and long suffering. The two wolfs keep fighting a war."
Everyone kept silent, nothing was heard for a minute, except for the flames that where devouring the logs, and the rustling of the wind that keeps chasing the grass. Then the youngest and smallest grandson spoke up; "Grandfather who will win?"
"Well that is a good question." The Chief replied and answered, " The wolf that you feed, that is the one that will win."

(This story has a good moral, saying that if you feed the bad wolf per say, it will win, meaning your anger and hatred will be unmistakeably uncontrollable. But if you persist in feeding the good wolf with love and peace, your love and peace will win.)