Friday, October 31, 2008

I'm fine ..... how are you?

I'm fine ....... how are you?

There's nothing the matter with me,

I'm just as healthy as can be,

I have arthritis in both knees,

And when I talk, I talk with a wheeze.

My pulse is weak, my blood is thin,

But I'm awfully well for the shape I'm in.

All my teeth have had to come out,

And my diet I hate to think about.

I'm overweight and I can't get thin,

But I'm awfully well for the shape I'm in.

And arch supports I need for my feet...

Or I wouldn't be able to go out in the street.

Sleep is denied me night after night,

But every morning I find I'm all right.

My memory's failing, my head's in a spin...

But I'm awfully well for the shape I'm in.

Old age is golden I've heard it said,

But sometimes I wonder, as I go to bed.

With my ears in a drawer, my teeth in a cup,

And my glasses on a shelf, until I get up.

And when sleep dims my eyes, I say to myself,

Is there anything else I should lay on the shelf?

The reason I know my Youth has been spent,

Is my get-up-and-go has got-up-and-went!

But really I don't mind, when I think with a grin,

Of all the places my get-up has been.

I get up each morning and dust off my wits,

Pick up the paper and read the obits.

If my name is missing, I'm therefore not dead,

So I eat a good breakfast and jump back into bed.

The moral of this as the tale unfolds,

Is that for you and me, who are growing old....

It is better to say "I'm fine" with a grin,

Than to let people know the shape we are in.

I'm fine ....... how are you?

Author: Diamond C Aloes

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Tuesday, October 21, 2008

The storm

In the dark of the midnight have I oft hid my face

While the storm howls above me, and there's no hiding place.

'Mid the crash of the thunder, Precious Lord, hear my cry,

Keep me safe till the storm passes by.

Till the storm passes over, till the thunder sounds no more,

Till the clouds roll forever from the sky;

Hold me fast, let me stand in the hollow of Thy hand,

Keep me safe till the storm passes by.

Many times Satan whispered, "There is no need to try,

For there's no end of sorrow, there's no hope by and by"

But I know Thou art with me, and tomorrow I'll rise

Where the storms never darken the skies.

When the long night has ended and the storms come no more,

Let me stand in Thy presence on the bright peaceful shore;

In that land where the tempest, never comes, Lord, may I

Dwell with Thee when the storm passes by.

Till the storm passes over, till the thunder sounds no more,

Till the clouds roll forever from the sky;

Hold me fast, let me stand in the hollow of Thy hand,

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Monday, October 20, 2008

Beneath the Waves

Beneath The Waves

As waves crash on the rocks on shore
And sea gulls take their flight
The life beneath the ocean deep
Unfolds with all it's might

An octopus, and Lobster


Greet each other with a glance
A tuna and a manta ray
Are silent, in a trance

A rock fish, and a giant clam
Pursue their morning meal
As shrimps swim by in little groups,
And followed by an eel

The life beneath the sea is such,
An awesome sight to view,
The whales and crabs and jellyfish
An underwater zoo

A distant shark in hot pursuit
Is chasing down it's prey
The life beneath the ocean blue
An ordinary day

As mermaids sing a song of hope
And dolphins sing with glee
It's normal life beneath the waves
Beneath the shining sea

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Hot lemon curd souffle


Hot Lemon Curd Souffles

I called these 'everlasting',  because unlike traditional soufflés, they never collapse.
They will shrink down when they come out of the oven, but they will still be light and soufflé-like 15 minutes later.
The quick lemon curd rounds the whole thing.

Serves 4


For the soufflés:

3 large eggs
2 oz (50 g) golden caster sugar and 1 level dessertspoon golden caster sugar
grated zest and juice 1 medium lemon (2 tablespoons juice)

For the quick-method lemon curd:

grated zest (peel)  and juice 1 small lemon
1 large egg
1½ oz (40 g) golden caster sugar
1 oz (25 g) cold unsalted butter, cut into small cubes
1 level teaspoon cornflour

To serve:

a little sifted icing sugar

Pre-heat the oven to gas mark 3, 325°F (170°C).

You will also need four ramekins with a base diameter of 2½ inches (6 cm),
a top diameter of 3 inches (7.5 cm), 2 inches (5 cm) deep,
lightly buttered, and a small, solid baking sheet.


First of all make the lemon curd by lightly whisking the egg in a medium-sized saucepan, then add the rest of the lemon curd ingredients and place the saucepan over a medium heat.
Now whisk continuously using a balloon whisk until the mixture thickens; this won't take long - about 3 minutes in all.
Next, lower the heat to its minimum setting and let the curd gently simmer for 1 further minute, continuing to whisk.
After that, remove it from the heat and divide the curd between the bases of the ramekins.
(This can all be done well in advance, but cover and leave at room temperature.)

When you're ready to make the soufflés, separate the eggs, putting the yolks into a medium-sized bowl and the whites into a spanking-clean larger one.
 Now, using an electric hand whisk, whisk the whites to the stiff-peak stage, which will take 4-5 minutes - start on a slow speed, gradually increasing to medium and then high.
Then add the dessertspoon of caster sugar and whisk on a high speed for 30 seconds more. Next add the zest and lemon juice and the remaining 2 oz (50 g) of sugar to the yolks and mix them together briefly.
Now take a tablespoon of the whites and fold them into the yolks to loosen the mixture, then fold the rest of the whites in using a light cutting and folding movement so as not to lose the precious air. Spoon the mixture into the prepared ramekins, piling it high like a pyramid, then run a finger round the inside rim of each one.

Next place them on the baking sheet and put this in the oven on the centre shelf for 15-17 minutes or until the tops are golden.
Then remove them and let them settle for about 5 minutes to allow the lemon curd to cool.
 They will sink a little, but that's normal. Just before serving, place them on smaller plates and give them a light dusting of icing sugar.

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Thursday, October 16, 2008

Rupert - the tiny deer

This is too beautiful. 

This tiny deer was delivered by Caesarean section at a wildlife hospital after his mother
was killed by a car.  Little Rupert, who is so small he can fit in an adult's hand, was born after vets failed in their battle to save his mother.
At just six inches tall and weighing just over a pound, he is now in an incubator
in the intensive care unit at Tiggywinkles Wildlife Hospital in Buckinghamshire, England.  

He has only recently opened his eyes.
 "Rupert's mother had very severe injuries.  
We brought him out and got him breathing and then he went into an incubator on oxygen.
He is now being fed by a tube."
Tucked up: Rupert in an incubator
Rupert pulls a striking pose for the camera
Staff are optimistic Rupert, now five days old, will make a full recovery.
'Deer are very, very tricky but this one has spirit. He's an extremely feisty
little guy and quite pushy,' Mr Stocker said.
Asleep: Rupert takes 40 winks


Wednesday, October 15, 2008

He hasn't failed me yet



Through all of the doubts and fears of my life,
Through the times when hope seemed all gone;
The days when all I could see was the rain,
His love and strength has given me a song.

You ask me how I can trust and hold
To Something I cannot see;
Why on Him I cast my every care,
It's because in Him I believe.

I see Him in every flower,
In every believer's eyes;
I see Him in all of the sunsets,
And in each and every sunrise.

When no one else was strong enough
To stand by me through all of my pain;
He stayed so near and held me so close,
And sheltered me from all of the rain.

Even in times I would disbelieve
And fail to trust in His grace,
He hasn't left me like others would,
He's stuck by me and given me more faith.

I think of my Lord as my precious Savior,
As the Forgiver of all of my sins.
I think of Him as a blessed Redeemer,
But most of all He's my best friend.

I love the Lord not only because,
He answers all of my prayers;
But because He's there in sunshine,
And not only through all of the tears.

I will always trust Him, but if I doubt Him,
Never will I forget,
To close my eyes and whisper these words:

by Rachael Lunsford

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Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Pedestrian street art part 3

You can win the rat race but you will still be a rat!

Arrow made to look like a ships anchor
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Climbing out




Paper made from trees / Save our trees message:

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Pedestrian street art part 1


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Roll of film

Shoe laces


Train rails

Aerosol cans


Male plug

Female plug

Painter sitting


Pedestrian street art part 2

Bath plug
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Bible Bench





Trapped foxes

Trapped foxes at night


Nappy pins



Dismantling of the road

Hurricane ike