Another Music Monday

Another new discovery that makes my heart soar. The sound is simple, yet so full of beauty. Let me introduce a band from across the pond today (Bristol to be exact). Here is Message to Bears and their esoteric song "Wake Me".

 

Watch That Step!

Looking up didn't seem so bad. One foot in front of the other until you reached the top. How hard could that be? 


It wasn’t until I reached the top and looked down that there was a problem. All I had to do was let go, right? 


So why did my hands shake so badly?

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I would have kept going higher and higher regardless of the height, rather than look down from the top of the rock wall. Man, who would have known I was afraid of heights?! Ack! I did manage to make it to the pinnacle three times though. Not bad for a first timer, if I do say so myself. The laughter from the bottom was a little embarrassing though, as I tried to pry myself off the side of the wall without having a panic attack. Gotta watch that last step G-Man!

Music Monday

Wow, I think I just fell in love. These guys are Canadian too!

Excuse me, but I'm going "Home" with Walk Off the Earth today.

55 Minutes, Plus 5

Arms up!

Keep moving!!

Almost there; you can do it!

Ok, arms down…

1, 2, 3…

Now arms way up!

Give it all you’ve got!!

Don’t forget to keep breathing.

That’s it.

Oh f---! Pant, pant, pant…

I’m going to sink to the bottom of the pool before the hour is up! Damn aquafit

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Made it to the end of class with a new instructor today, but suspect that my abs will be screaming at me tomorrow. And I do this for fun? What is wrong with me some days I wonder? Any guesses G-Man?

A Spring Breeze

A warm wind kisses 
the crab apple tree
shaking off the winter-
pinched memories.


I smile in the sunshine,
loose hair in the breeze
An awakening of new days
that are sure to please.


Old friends return
to spruce up a nest
cooing in the morning,
as their name doth suggest


Tiny sprigs of newness
Little signs of life.
If I look hard enough
everywhere tis rife


Now behold, I spy a mirror
and in it, mine own eyes.
They sparkle with a mystery
Rebirth, I cry surprised!


Floating on a moon beam
Dancing through the dawn
I'm dreaming of a fresh start
Fie old devils, begone!


I wrap myself in lover's threads
sustained on potions sweet
This spring I find a lease on life
a gift from time to entreat.