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abandon, gradual, precise I write A LOT about living with intention.  It would seem that I believe that action says a lot more that a boat load of words!  Then why was it so hard to intentionally find a new name for my blog?  Barbara's Travels has been around for several years...but the emphasis and the content of this blog has changed a great deal.  The shift has been gradual, almost indiscernible to anyone but me. As the blog evolved, I found it hard to keep the name and harder to change... Read Full Story

Cover of The Name of the Rose Saturday, May 22, 2010 Sunday Scribblings #216 - dragon      Did you know that there was a time when man did not know if giraffes or dragons were real?  I actually had never really thought about the line that divides the real from the mythical.  In a day and age where the only thing under the sun that we really wonder about is space aliens, we have a hard time wrapping our minds around the fact that in the history of man a fire breathing dragon may well... Read Full Story

  Writer's Island Imaginary Friends Prompt #4 Imaginary friends are those shadowy creatures that inhabit a child's mind and insane people's world.  They have been a source of fascination for me since my next to the oldest grandson decided that God was his imaginary friend.  His other grandmother, the one he loved the best, told him about God and how he was always around even though you could not see him.  Ethan just decided to make him a personal friend and invited God to play Legos. There... Read Full Story

I woke up thinking about hand-me-downs this morning.  I often wonder where these musings come from.  Somewhere in the back of my brain there must be a drawer that needs to be emptied.  For whatever reason I need to work things out so I can put them back in the drawer in a more organized fashion. I am a child of World War II and heard all my life about shortages and the lack of elastic for underwear.  I think buttons became very important in those days.  My aunt never let my mother forget the... Read Full Story

     It is almost spooky when the words that come up on a prompt like Three Word Wednesday   were chosen for me!  How does our wonderful guru do that?      I have been preoccupied so I did not notice the IIIWW prompt until this morning.  Dread, grasp, pacify were the words our friend chose for us to use.  I know you all will relate to this turn of events in our lives.  My husband is sick!  It is as simple as that.  We have been married almost 50 years.  It has not been easy nor have we... Read Full Story

     It is almost spooky when the words that come up on a prompt like Three Word Wednesday   were chosen for me!  How does our wonderful guru do that?      I have been preoccupied so I did not notice the IIIWW prompt until this morning.  Dread, grasp, pacify were the words our friend chose for us to use.  I know you all will relate to this turn of events in our lives.  My husband is sick!  It is as simple as that.  We have been married almost 50 years.  It has not been easy nor have we... Read Full Story

PEEK-A-BOO Peek-a-boo I see you! Want to play a game? It's really lots of fun. I know you're out of breath, So you won't need to run. Here is how you play A game that's fun at night. You can hide someplace close While I shut my eyes real tight.   Look!  I see you hiding Around behind the tree! I found you right away Because you peeked at me. I think my game is fun But I like your game too. You can peek at me And I will peek at you. PEEK-A-BOO! You can't hide... Read Full Story

PEEK-A-BOO Peek-a-boo I see you! Want to play a game? It's really lots of fun. I know you're out of breath, So you won't need to run. Here is how you play A game that's fun at night. You can hide someplace close While I shut my eyes real tight.   Look!  I see you hiding Around behind the tree! I found you right away Because you peeked at me. I think my game is fun But I like your game too. You can peek at me And I will peek at you. PEEK-A-BOO! You can't hide... Read Full Story

http://sundayscribblings.blogspot.com/ Sunday Scribblings Recipe They longed for the perfect recipe...the recipe for happiness, success, enlightenment, love...the perfect pattern their life could take that would be a solution for all that troubled them.  A book came into their hands on one sunny day.  When they opened the book, they found one word written on every page.  It was so simple.  They could not imagine why they didn't see it before. b Read Full Story

http://sundayscribblings.blogspot.com/ Sunday Scribblings Recipe They longed for the perfect recipe...the recipe for happiness, success, enlightenment, love...the perfect pattern their life could take that would be a solution for all that troubled them.  A book came into their hands on one sunny day.  When they opened the book, they found one word written on every page.  It was so simple.  They could not imagine why they didn't see it before. b Read Full Story