Song Lyric Sunday – Falling

SLSHelen’s theme for this week is “Falling”. Until I started looking in my music collection I didn’t realise how difficult this was going to be, so I gave up!

BUT, via a blog comment, I happened upon Vienna Teng, a beautiful singer I didn’t even know existed. You can read all about her on wikipedia and she has numerous entries on YouTube and elsewhere that are really worth a listen.

This track is called Gravity, and, if that isn’t about falling, I don’t know what is!

But there’s a bonus – Seasonal snow, and cute Mummies and babies, and a love story. What more could you ask!

Gravity

Hey love,
Is that the name you’re meant to have…
for me to call.
Look love,
they’ve given up believing,
they’ve turned aside our stories of the gentle fall
But don’t you believe them.
Don’t you drink their poison too.
These are the scars that words have carved
on me.
Hey love,
that’s the name we’ve long held back
from the core of truth
So don’t turn away now…
I am turning in revolution.
These are the scars that silence carved
on me.
This is the same place.
No, not the same place
This is the same place, love.
No, not the same place we’ve been before.
Hey love,
I am a constant satellite
of your blazing sun.
My love,
I obey your law of gravity.
This is the fate you’ve carved on me…
Your law of gravity…
This is the fate you’ve carved on me…
On me.
Songwriters: Vienna Teng
Gravity lyrics © BMG Rights Management US, LLC
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Twittering Tales #60​ – 28 November 2017

It’s time again for Kat Myrman’s wonderful challenge to tax our creative souls. Just take her photo prompt and write a story, inspired by it, in 280 characters or fewer.

central-park-1684286_1280.jpgA Creative Commons Photo from Pixabay.com

Here is this week’s prompt and my contribution. Check out all the fabulous entries here.

Hector decided he could no longer tolerate the smell. He just had to confront the culprit and put an end to it.
“I won’t tell you again”, he said. “If you can’t control all that gas, you and I must go our separate ways!”
“I promise you, I’ll see the doc tomorrow”, the driver said.

(280 characters)

Snickers Talks With God

Listen to Snickers. He makes a great deal of sense, probably more than any human!

Mitigating Chaos

Snickers goes “Stream of Consciousness” with God.  His time with us is growing short as at almost 15 years old, his body is starting to fail him.  Some good questions/observations the ol’ boy brings up.

Dear God: It’s me, Snickers.    

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  • Is it on purpose that our names are spelled the same, only in reverse? (God – Dog)
  • Why do humans smell the flowers, but seldom, if ever, smell one another?
  • When we get to Heaven, can we sit on your couch? Or will it be the same old story?
  • Why are there cars named after the jaguar, the cougar, the mustang, the colt, the stingray, and the rabbit, but not ONE named for a dog? How often do you see a cougar riding around? We love a nice car ride! Would it be so hard to rename the ‘Chrysler Eagle’ the ‘Chrysler Beagle’?
  •  If a dog barks his head off in the forest and no human hears him, is he still…

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Service Paradigms

This explains so much about modern life!

Mitigating Chaos

   Recalling my Mt. St. Mary’s College, Intro to Sociology class back in 1978, it was the first time I heard the term “Paradigm”. Dr. Chris Smith, asked the class for the definition of the word?  No one seemed to know, so he provided the answer, “Twenty cents.”
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   Back to the story.
I often become confused when I hear the word Service used with these agencies:
Internal Revenue ‘Service’
United States Postal ‘Service’  th                                         
Telephone ‘Service’                                           
Cable TV  ‘Service’                                               
Civil ‘Service’                                           
Federal state, city, & public  ‘Service’
Customer ‘Service’

   What they do is not what I thought  ‘Service’ meant.  
 
   But today, I overheard two farmers talking, and one said he had hired a bull to  ‘Service’ a few cows.
 
   BAM !!!   It all came into focus.
   Now I understand what all those agencies are doing to us!!!!!!!!    

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All Creatures Great and Small

A great story here from Nan’s Farm. Well worth a read – and a follow!

Nan's Farm-Inside Out

Part One – The Sheep

The sheep minus the lambs

We’ve all done those trips down memory Lane haven’t we?  My own trips often include the cast of ‘All Creatures Great and Small’.  Sheep, pet lambs, goats, ponies, cats, dogs, chickens, rabbits, hamsters and a couple of parrots that all became part of our family.

Right now, it’s the beginning of August and as usual at this time of year, the lambs have been separated from the yews and have been moved a mile up the hill to fresh grazing.  I enjoy watching the lambs grow and still feel a twinge of sadness when it’s time for them to move on, their mothers however, appear to get over it in less than twenty four hours!

When our children were young we all looked forward to springtime and the new lambs. It was a time when if we were lucky, we would have the opportunity to bottle feed the pet…

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The Rescuers Final Reward

For animal lovers everywhere, a lovely tale to brighten your day, with maybe a little tear!

The happy Quitter!

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Of course, I know about the “Rainbow Bridge.” It’s a cute story that is supposed to cheer us up when we lose a furry friend, but until today I didn’t know there was a second part. The second part is for rescued animals and rescuers. 

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Little Fears – A site (sic) to behold

Audio visual edition. To view on Youtube, click here. Hope you enjoy! ~ “Man, I have been stressed recently” said Blue. “So have I” sighed Spectre. “I once heard coral dies when it gets stressed” pondered Blue. “Coral?” exclaimed Spectre. “What does coral get stressed about?” “Current events” replied Blue.

via Coral — Little Fears

The farmer, the puppy and the little boy 

A lovely tale here from Jack Fussell. There’s plenty more where this came from. Go have a look!

Fighting Alzheimer's

A farmer had some puppies he needed to sell. He painted a sign advertising the 4 pups, and set about nailing it to a post on the edge of his yard.
As he was driving the last nail into the post, he felt tug on his overalls.
He looked down into the eyes of a little boy.
“Mister,” he said, “I want to buy one of your puppies.”
“Well,” said the farmer, as he rubbed the sweat of the back of his neck, “these puppies come from fine parents and cost a good deal of money.”
The boy dropped his head for a moment. Then reaching deep into his pocket,

he pulled out a handful of change and held it up to the farmer. “I’ve

got thirty-nine cents. Is that enough to take a look?”
“Sure,” said the farmer. And with that he let out a whistle. “Here Dolly!” he…

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