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Van Gogh and dogs
Van Gogh and dogs Whatever is possible was once impossible. Last night around midnight the electricity cut off, the fan over my bed stopped turning, my bedside light blinked out, the refrigerator stopped humming. The dark was so dark. Moving carefully, I went to the front windows, saw that it was the entire neighborhood and that the only lights left shining were the solar lights on my stairs and the ones in my neighbors’ back bushes. It was a hot muggy night. I could hear through my open windows the sounds of people searching for candles, those who had not already retired, or those who had awakened opening windows, hoping for a breeze. Charlie and I found our way down the stairs to the front steps.As we sat, I noticed Sam next door on his steps. We waved, not willing to break the stillness. Charlie wandered off down the road towards the park so i followed. It is odd to be in such a dark as this. always there is some light from somewhere casting a shadow, breaking the deepness. But this, this was country dark. i had not thought to bring a flashlight, following Charlie was my safety. Still so hot, my neck coated with sweat, but once in the park, the wind seemed to have found space to move and i knew we had passed into the open area of the field. Charlie moved deeper until I couldn’t see him distinctly, but my eyes could catch the motion of him. Usually he is a barker, in part becasue he is going deaf and he echo locates, but not that night. When he circled back, finding me on my back, staring at the stars. he pushed up against me, big old rolling over to feel the grass on his back, knocking me onto my side. I startled, finding Shadow lying there on my left. Shadow is nearly 14, like Charlie, an elder statesman, an elegant mix of huskie and something that makes him huge and tall. his head is nearly to my breast. Beside him, his owner staring upwards. Shadow found us in the park. I hadn't heard them coming. the stars held me. It isn’t often that you can see the stars, not like this. The sky so big, the world seemed almost clean again. We four stayed there in silence until the lights came on, Phil gave me a hand up. Odd that we didn’t speak at all, but comfortable. Shadow leaned against me for a minute or so, to say goodbye. By the time Charlie and I made it home, it was late. I was glad for the light on the stairs so Charlies didn't struggle. I thought I would dream about stars. You cannot conceive the many without the one. |
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i didn't. You cannot conceive the many without the one.
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I was off grid for 12 years, we have lost so much thru "modern improvements". If the power was off thru the night, and your cell was also turned off, I would bet you that you slept better and deeper than you could remember.
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Sounds like a nice night of star gazing...I'm glad your power is back on hopefully tonight you can get a good nights sleep in the coolness of your own bed..
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This was so awesome when Coldplay came to Gillette this summer: "'Cause you're a sky, 'cause you're a sky full of stars I'm gonna give you my heart 'Cause you're a sky, 'cause you're a sky full of stars 'Cause you light up the path I don't care, go on and tear me apart I don't care if you do, ooh 'Cause in a sky, 'cause in a sky full of stars I think I saw you 'Cause you're a sky, 'cause you're a sky full of stars I wanna die in your arms 'Cause you get lighter the more it gets dark I'm gonna give you my heart I don't care, go on and tear me apart I don't care if you do, ooh 'Cause in a sky, 'cause in a sky full of stars I think I see you I think I see you 'Cause you're a sky, you're a sky full of stars Such a heavenly view You're such a heavenly view" I know just how you felt lying in the grass (Virtual Symposium Group) use Virtual Symposium Group
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Love it a very powerful read hugs V Become a blog watcher sweet_vm
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Beautiful. kk The observant make the best lovers, I may not do right, but I do write, I have bliss, joy, and happiness in my life, Kitkat Come check out my blog KItkat1415 check out this post by me Adventures In Body Grooming #39 April Topic Link: What Lies Beneath If April Showers Oh Bloody Hell What Kind Of Weather Turns Me On Bloggers Symposium 40
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I had forgotten how much I miss the quiet of a night when the only light you can see is from stars. It is peaceful and beautiful. Thanks for reminding me. Check out my profile or and become a "watcher" of my blog FMAOPLS,to learn more about me, and for intelligent, lively, smartassy and fun discussion, with a little irreverence thrown in. "Like" or comment on my photos, and I promise I'll add more. Thanks.
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Good Morning WE Beautiful story, living here in the UK there is so little space, and with so much street lighting it is really rare to get a good view of the stars When I was in the R.A.F. during the 60's, I spent some time in Aden in the Middle East. There whilst doing Guard Duties in the early hours, the number of stars visible was amazing Visit my Blog Older but no Wiser and find out more
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I love looking at the stars; I still can't get my around that what I see in space isn't there at the time that I'm looking!
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That was a beautiful story. Makes you wish it would happen more often.
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I miss seeing the stars. I've lived in places with no light pollution, and I truly miss those places. When I was a kid I used to sneak out into the backyard with a blanket after my parents were asleep to lay on the ground an look at the stars. "Shall I tell you the secret of the true scholar? It is this: every man I meet is my master in some point, and in that I learn of him." ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
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Aaaah you're so smart! Next time I have a power outage at night I'm going to go out and look at the stars. Our cabin on the hiking trip was "country dark" - when I got up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, it was so pitch black I had to feel my way along the walls to get there. Unfortunately, it was cloudy, so no star gazing.
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Another lovely blog post, Wicked. Thanks for sharing your starry, starry night with us. My featured post this week: Pulling Fantasy Sex Out of My Ass.
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