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at last ...back from Never, Never Land Temporarily  ~ Jolielaide  |
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  waaaaaa  ~ Jolielaide
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collected them through the years some are real me during lucky shots ha ha (but it's cleverly hidden) it take me more time searching the right pictures than writing the blog itself  ~ Jolielaide
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 leii thought the image is cute you should have seen my albums  ~ Jolielaide
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first hugs of the day and it comes from the right person  ~ Jolielaide
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Listen very closely and hear that distant splash Maybe just a big catfish moving out of his nest When the golden rays of a sunrise hit the water Time to pull one in because it's fishing at its best ~ Jolielaide
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Sun is up, the weather is good Wind is blowing; not that cold Passing boat making splash Cutting board resting on a rock Headless shrimp bait in a pack Squirming bloodworms in a cup Nervous fingers bait the hook Spit on it to spark great hope Find ideal spot to throw To the edges of the visible flow Wish to catch bigger than yesterday Swing that fishing pole and let it stray Fishing line lands on the bay Teasing fishes, to bite is okay A jerk is welcome, a promise Does sensation to your senses Vibration from fishing pole, a struggle To be free from a boiling kettle ~ Jolielaide
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2/9/2009 8:44 am |
 the pic!is that...the ...the... lost witchss???  
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imagine she's sta clause  ~ Jolielaide
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but tsok honey i thought you like scary  ~ Jolielaide
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the pic!is that...the ...the... lost witchss??? she's sexy notice the black tights? ~ Jolielaide
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the pic!is that...the ...the... lost witchss???  between you and me... ~ Jolielaide
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Round about the caldron go; In the poison'd entrails throw.-- Toad, that under cold stone, Days and nights has thirty-one Swelter'd venom sleeping got, Boil thou first i' the charmed pot! Double, double, toil and trouble; Fire, burn; and caldron, bubble. Fillet of a fenny snake, In the caldron boil and bake; Eye of newt, and toe of frog, Wool of bat, and tongue of dog, Adder's fork, and blind-worm's sting, Lizard's leg, and howlet's wing,-- For a charm of powerful trouble, Like a hell-broth boil and bubble. Double, double, toil and trouble; Fire, burn; and caldron, bubble. Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf, Witch's mummy, maw and gulf Of the ravin'd salt-sea shark, Root of hemlock digg'd i' the dark, Liver of blaspheming Jew, Gall of goat, and slips of yew Sliver'd in the moon's eclipse, Nose of Turk, and Tartar's lips, Finger of birth-strangl'd babe Ditch-deliver'd by a drab,-- Make the gruel thick and slab: Add thereto a tiger's chaudron, For the ingredients of our caldron. Double, double, toil and trouble; Fire, burn; and caldron, bubble. Cool it with a baboon's blood, Then the charm is firm and good.  ~ Jolielaide
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look closer ~ Jolielaide
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it could be done ~ Jolielaide
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have to re-learn the fine art of fishing i'm out of practice i notice not that i've done it a lot so far i didn't even try hard fishes jump in my net before i even cast the hook but then again there is always a first time ~ Jolielaide
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same to you will try to tone it down for you the next time  ~ Jolielaide
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