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Jujube Jewelry One-Of-A-Kind Beadwoven Heirloom Jewelry
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THEME Thursday, April 28, 2010 - Sleep
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| Original Photo 5x7 Sebastian and Snowflake |
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| A Sleepy Horse - 5 x 7 print of an original watercolor |
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| Sugar - Kitty Cat and Blue Beaded Earrings |
Jumping Off Places Meme ... Week 10 April 29, 2011
Week 6 The Beginning: http://jujubejewelry.blogspot.com/2011/03/jumping-off-places.html
Week 7: http://jujubejewelry.blogspot.com/2011/04/friday-fence-post-april-15-2011.html
Week 8: http://jujubejewelry.blogspot.com/2011/04/friday-fence-post-april-15-2011.html
Week 9: http://jujubejewelry.blogspot.com/2011/04/jumping-off-places-meme-week-9-april-22.html
Week 10: Gasping for air, I literally thought my lungs would burst! A peaceful quiet surrounds me as I am embraced in a loving lightttt... none of it matters any longer...
Gasping again. Can't breath. Choking, trying to inhale beyond the water and interuption that has penetrated my world. Mother had gone for a walk on the beach with her girlfriends, Liz rescues me from drowning. We are at Old Silver Beach again, a few miles from our home on Cape Cod. None of us sisters can swim, the drop off was closer to the edge and unexpected.
Breathing in gulps, begging Liz not to tell, for I would surely be punished. Please, please Liz, you don't know her. Please don't tell!
Week 7: http://jujubejewelry.blogspot.com/2011/04/friday-fence-post-april-15-2011.html
Week 8: http://jujubejewelry.blogspot.com/2011/04/friday-fence-post-april-15-2011.html
Week 9: http://jujubejewelry.blogspot.com/2011/04/jumping-off-places-meme-week-9-april-22.html
Week 10: Gasping for air, I literally thought my lungs would burst! A peaceful quiet surrounds me as I am embraced in a loving lightttt... none of it matters any longer...
Gasping again. Can't breath. Choking, trying to inhale beyond the water and interuption that has penetrated my world. Mother had gone for a walk on the beach with her girlfriends, Liz rescues me from drowning. We are at Old Silver Beach again, a few miles from our home on Cape Cod. None of us sisters can swim, the drop off was closer to the edge and unexpected.
Breathing in gulps, begging Liz not to tell, for I would surely be punished. Please, please Liz, you don't know her. Please don't tell!
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