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Be aware... that a halo has to fall only a
few inches to be a noose. --Dan McKinnon
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Tee Heed - To tickle your
Funny bone.
Next Month: -
Nov: http://www.victorianbazaar.com/eras.html
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Chantaclair's
Musings
October
Last month I spoke about the season of change. This month it
is still on my mind, but more so, a season of harvest. Each of
us in our lives has things that we allow to mature. Be it a
relationship, a momentary talent, education, a career. We all
sow seeds along the way in hopes that 'one day' we will reap
great rewards from our efforts. When we are doing the 'grunt
work', weeding and mulching and watering, it seems there is
little progress made. I've found that if I simply close my
eyes and wait a bit, it is far easier to see where I have
come, from where I have been.
Some harvests are more plentiful than others. Sometimes we end
up with prize-winning squash, and sometimes . . . beans come
up where we thought we planted watermelon. It is all an
adventure. Take a moment with me to pause. Breath in deeply
and look at your past accomplishements, not with the critical
eye of the County-fair judge, but with the satisfaction of the
gardner. Know what your efforts have brought you to. Remember
your failings and allow memory. Harvest.
--<--{© 2003 Marsha Steed (Chantaclair
Rose)
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Traditions:
Halloween has us carving pumpkins, looking for a unique and
(sshhhh ) EASY costume. Our Church has a 'Trunk Or
Treat' where we decorate the trunk of the car, and about 50
or so families all meet at the parking lot and the children
go around to each familiar family for their 'treat'.
It is fun to be together and share in such a community
event.
Next month, :
Thanksgiving Traditions.
I'd love to have you send in Here
something that you or your family does to express
your gratitude.
Thanks! Looking forward to hearing from you. ---<-{@ M
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Tip
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To lessen Vertical Forehead Lines - Massage in
circular motion for 100; Three fingers on each side of lines,
finger just at top of eyebrows; Pull taunt. Push brows
together three times for the count of 10
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Your Money
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seek investment results that, before expenses, generally
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Humor
As I've Matured.
I've learned that you cannot make someone love you. All you
can do is stalk them and hope they panic and give in.
I've learned that one good turn gets most of the blankets.
I've learned that whatever hits the fan will not be evenly
distributed.
I've learned that you shouldn't compare yourself to
others-they are more screwed up than you think.
I've learned that depression is merely anger without
enthusiasm.
I've learned age is a very high price to pay for maturity.
I've learned that I don't suffer from insanity, I enjoy it.
I've learned that we are responsible for what we do, unless we
are celebrities.
I've learned that artificial intelligence is no match for
natural stupidity.
I've learned that 99% of the time when something isn't working
in your house, one of your kids did it.
I've learned that there is a fine line between genius and
insanity.
I've learned that the people you care most about in life are
taken from you too soon and all the less important ones just
never go away. And the real pains are permanent.
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Quick
and Easy
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Hard Gingerbread
Rub half a pound of butter into a pound of flour;
then rub in half a pound of sugar,
two table-spoons of ginger,
add a spoonful of rose water;
work it well; roll out, and bake in flat pans in a moderate
overn.
It will take about half an hour to bake.
This gingerbread will keep good some time.
- Old "The Good Housekeeper" by Sarah Josepha Hale -
Early American Cookery.
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Quote
for the Month ~
:Living artfully, therefore might require
something at simple as passing it is only when the world
enters the heart that it can be made into soul ~ Thomas Moore
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FYI
Did you know. . .
Why the colors for October are Orange and Black? :
Orange signifies Harvest and Black Signifies Winter's
Darkness
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Victorian
Conundrum
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"The conundrum is one
of the most favored forms of amusement for the social circle;
the answer to this style of riddle generally contains a pun,
and the merriment occasioned can be better imagined than described.
" ~ Conundrums, Riddles, Puzzles and Games by Sarah J Cutter
cira . 1896
By Lewis Carroll
Dreaming of apples on a wall, and dreaming often, dear,
I dreamed that, if I counted all,
How many would appear?
How Many?
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HERE
for answers.
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Book
Review
I've been reading "Care of the Soul" by Thomas Moore.
It is simply exquisite. There are lines in there that I
could ponder for many an hour. He talks particularly about
how in our world, we have forgotten to take time for
creativity and for pausing. That our soul is disassociated
from body and spirit because we rush through every moment
and forget to allow them to connect. I have seen it in my
own life, and watched it happen to us as Americans. We
could learn a great deal from a more eastern pause in our
'go getting'.
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Readers
Comments
Dear Marsha
Of course I'd like a copy. Who
wouldn't!~~~Sir B
.....what a delightful time to
peruse your e-zine again.....thanks for bringing it back!
Brings back happy memories for me....~D
Thank you for coming back - I enjoyed so much.....~ FS
Please, Please, PLEAZZZZZEEEEE ~
SW
I spent
two days , Tuesday and Wednesday meandering through your web
sight, and missing your Ezine... and here you are!
Amazing! ~ LH
Ok, so here it is, back again! Enjoy and send in
YOUR comments
Here.
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I've chosen sponsor's that I trust and have used.
Feel confidant in patronizing them ~ Thank You.
I would LOVE to have YOUR company or page here. If you'd
like to advertise at Chantaclair's, Contact me!
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Photography
I've traveled a bit in the last couple of years and seen
some amazing things. I'll be sharing them with you bit by
bit, or you can go and peruse at
Chantaclair.com/Travel.htm
Click Photo for a larger view
Antigua - Caribbean Islands 1999
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Writer's
Block
Rachel,
A child of the dawn
The little bird looked lost, and Rachel wanted to run right
over and scoop it up. Auntie Flora stopped her with a hand on
her shoulder. "Some days I feel just like that Mamma, a swakin'
and scoldin' all the day." Flora tsk, tsked, as she took
Rachel's hand and led her away from the little bird.
"No use hangin' about, his mamma will just scold till we leave
anyhow." Puffs of dust followed them from the barn as they
made their way across the path between the house and the
fields.
"What will happen to him?" Rachel asked.
"Oh, I expect he'll either learn to fly, or sit right there
until he does, or the cat has him for dinner."
"No!" Rachel was appalled.
"'S just the natural way of things Missy."
"Do you think I'll ever have a pretty dress like my doll?"
Rachel's timidity hardly allowed the question, but the ache to
be something special nudged her voice.
"The more you worry 'bout it, the more you'll figure you'll
never be so missy. Quit your fretting and just hurry along."
Flora was no- nonsense. She had learned early on that catering
to vanity was the quickest way to idleness and discontent.
"Clean up b'fore supper, and I'll tell you a tale you'll not
like to forget soon 'Chel."
Rachel smiled and picked up the pace. 'Chel' had been her
nickname ever since she could remember having a name at all.
She cleaned up her part of dinner quickly after they ate.
Sweet potato pie was yummy, but terrible to clean up the next
day. When all was settled, she climbed up into the tired
leather chair that Aunt Flora always retired to after meals.
Flora was already snuggled up with a book between her knees
and scolded half-heartedly as Rachel climbed on her generous
lap.
"Tell me about when you were a girl?"
"You've heard that story a dozen times if you've heard it once
girlie" Flora laughed, and her face softened. Rachel loved
this time of the day.
"Not in a week at least!" She teased right back.
"I have a different kind of tale in mind tonight pumpkin."
Auntie Flora's voice dropped the way it did when she was going
to say something important. Rachel gave up and settled in to
listen.
"Long ago, there was a little girl, not so much old than you.
She lived in a very different place though, where the water
was wide and the streets were clean and even. . . "
( TO be continued )
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Guest Column
"I remember when we were kids, one thing, was that we weren't
aloud to eat any of our candy until we asked our parents first.
But a tradition I remember, that us kids kind of came up with on
our own, is that after we went trick-or-treating, we'd always
dump out buckets out in the family room, and sort all of our
candy into piles. We'd then trade things we didn't like for
things we liked. I also remember putting up those fake cotton
spiderwebs. Oh! And we had this hanging ghostie that would "ooooo"
when you made noise around it. I also remember my mom had face
paints that'd we d take out at Halloween, and I remember that
our costumes were always a big deal. Our mom put a lot of time
and effort into them." ~ Crystal Dever
THANKS for
sending in your Tradition Crystal!
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