America in Color from 1939-1943

Here are reflections of simpler times in America

that some of you will remember and others can

imagine. 🙂

 

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#4 All Time Favorite Post- Two Stories – Both are true and worth reading!

Revisited… 

I’m sure, you’ve all heard about these 2 stories but let me re-tell you these stories again for arts & entertainment’ sake 🙂

 STORY NUMBER  ONE

Al Capone, Alphonse “Scarface” Capone (1899-1947) controlled organized crime in Chicago during the late 1920s. From gambling rackets to bootlegging, it is estimated that Capone’s enterprises netted him close to $100,000,000 during his career

Capone had a lawyer nicknamed “Easy Eddie.” He was Capone’s lawyer for a good reason.  Eddie was very good!  In fact, Eddie’s skill at legal maneuvering kept Big Al out of jail for a long time.

To show his appreciation, Capone paid him very well.  Not only was the money big, but Eddie got special dividends, as well.  For instance, he and his family occupied a fenced-in mansion with live-in help and all of the conveniences of  the day.  The estate was so large that it filled an entire Chicago City block.

Eddie lived the high life of the Chicago mob and gave little consideration to the atrocity that went on around him.

Eddie did have one soft spot, however. He had a son that he loved dearly.  Eddie saw to it that his young son had clothes, cars, and a good education. Nothing was withheld.   Price was no object.

And, despite his involvement with organized crime, Eddie even tried to teach him right from wrong.  Eddie wanted his son to be a better man than he was.

Yet, with all his wealth and influence, there were two things he couldn’t give his son; he couldn’t pass on a good name or a good example.

Edward Joseph O’Hare (he used “Edward” later in life), aka “Easy Eddie” (September 5, 1893 – November 8, 1939), was a lawyer in St. Louis

One day, Easy Eddie reached a difficult decision. Easy Eddie wanted to rectify wrongs he had done.

He decided he would go to the authorities and tell the truth about Al “Scarface” Capone, clean up his tarnished name, and offer his son some semblance of integrity.  To do this, he would have to testify against The Mob, and he knew that the cost would be great.  So, he testified.

Within the year, Easy Eddie’s life ended in a blaze of gunfire on a lonely Chicago Street .. But in his eyes, he had given his son the greatest gift he had to offer, at the greatest price he could ever pay.  Police removed from his pockets a rosary, a crucifix, a religious medallion, and a poem clipped from a magazine.

The poem read:

“The clock of life is wound but once, and no man has the power to tell just when the hands will stop, at late or early hour.  Now is the only time you own. Live, love, toil with a will. Place no faith in time.  For the clock may soon be still.”

    STORY NUMBER   TWO

Edward “Butch” O’Hare is one of the most famous US fighter pilots in history, made so not just because of his skill and bravery but because of his own family life. Edward O’Hare was born in St Louis on 13th March 1914.

World War II produced many heroes. One such man was Lieutenant Commander Butch O’Hare.

He was a fighter pilot assigned to the aircraft carrier Lexington in the South Pacific.

One day his entire squadron was sent on a mission.  After he was airborne, he looked at his fuel gauge and realized that someone had forgotten to top off his fuel tank.

He would not have enough fuel to complete his mission and get back to his  ship.

His flight leader told him to return to the carrier.  Reluctantly, he dropped out of formation and headed back to the fleet.

As he was returning to the mother ship, he saw something that turned his blood cold; a squadron of Japanese aircraft was speeding its way toward the American fleet.

The American fighters were gone on a sortie, and the fleet was all but defenseless.  He couldn’t reach his squadron and bring them back in time to save the fleet.  Nor could he warn the fleet of the approaching danger.  There was only one thing to do.  He must somehow divert them from the  fleet.

Laying aside all thoughts of personal safety, he dove into the formation of Japanese planes.   Wing-mounted 50 caliber’s blazed as he charged in, attacking one surprised enemy plane and then another.  Butch wove in and out of the now broken formation and fired at as many planes as possible until all his ammunition was finally spent.

Undaunted, he continued the assault.   He dove at the planes, trying to clip a wing or tail in hopes of damaging as many enemy planes as possible, rendering them unfit to fly.

Finally, the exasperated Japanese squadron took off in another direction.

Deeply relieved, Butch O’Hare and his tattered fighter limped back to the carrier.

Wildcat Aces of World War 2

Upon arrival, he reported in and related the event surrounding his return.   The film from the gun-camera mounted on his plane told the tale.  It showed the extent of Butch’s daring attempt to protect his fleet.  He had, in fact, destroyed five enemy aircraft
This took place on February 20, 1942 , and for that action Butch became the Navy’s first Ace of W.W.II, and the first Naval Aviator to win the Medal of Honor.

A year later Butch was killed in aerial combat at the age of 29.  His home town would not allow the memory of this WW II hero to fade, and today, O’Hare Airport in Chicago is named in tribute to the courage of this great man.

My Favorite Airport

So, the next time you find yourself at O’Hare International, give some thought to visiting Butch’s memorial displaying his statue and his Medal of Honor.  It’s located between Terminals 1 and 2.

SO WHAT DO THESE TWO STORIES HAVE TO DO WITH EACH OTHER?

Butch O’Hare was “Easy Eddie’s” son.

(Pretty cool, eh!)

#31 All Time Favorite Post- When The Earth Starts Moving…

THE EARTH

Earth is the third planet from the Sun and the fifth largest:

 orbit: 149,600,000 km (1.00 AU) from Sun diameter: 12,756.3 km mass: 5.972e24 kg
The Earth as seen from space

Earth is the only planet whose English name does not derive from Greek/Roman mythology. The name derives from Old English and Germanic. There are, of course, hundreds of other names for the planet in other languages. In Roman Mythology, the goddess of the Earth was Tellus – the fertile soil (Greek: Gaia, terra mater – Mother Earth).

It was not until the time of Copernicus (the sixteenth century) that it was understood that the Earth is just another planet.
Earth, of course, can be studied without the aid of spacecraft. Nevertheless it was not until the twentieth century that we had maps of the entire planet. Pictures of the planet taken from space are of considerable importance; for example, they are an enormous help in weather prediction and especially in tracking and predicting hurricanes. And they are extraordinarily beautiful.
The Earth is divided into several layers which have distinct chemical and seismic properties (depths in km):
-0- 40 Crust 40- 400 Upper mantle 400- 650 Transition region 650-2700 Lower mantle 2700-2890 D'' layer 2890-5150 Outer core 5150-6378 Inner core 

 


The crust varies considerably in thickness, it is thinner under the oceans, thicker under the continents. The inner core and crust are solid; the outer core and mantle layers are plastic or semi-fluid. The various layers are separated by discontinuities which are evident in seismic data; the best known of these is the Mohorovicic discontinuity between the crust and upper mantle.


Earth as seen from the Moon

Most of the mass of the Earth is in the mantle, most of the rest in the core; the part we inhabit is a tiny fraction of the whole (values below x10^24 kilograms):

 

 atmosphere = 0.0000051 oceans = 0.0014 crust = 0.026 mantle = 4.043 outer core = 1.835 inner core = 0.09675 

The core is probably composed mostly of iron (or nickel/iron) though it is possible that some lighter elements may be present, too. Temperatures at the center of the core may be as high as 7500 K, hotter than the surface of the Sun. The lower mantle is probably mostly silicon, magnesium and oxygen with some iron, calcium and aluminum. The upper mantle is mostly olivene and pyroxene (iron/magnesium silicates), calcium and aluminum. We know most of this only from seismic techniques; samples from the upper mantle arrive at the surface as lava from volcanoes but the majority of the Earth is inaccessible. The crust is primarily quartz (silicon dioxide) and other silicates like feldspar. Taken as a whole, the Earth’s chemical composition (by mass) is:

 34.6% Iron 29.5% Oxygen 15.2% Silicon 12.7% Magnesium 2.4% Nickel 1.9% Sulfur 0.05% Titanium

 

The Earth is the densest major body in the solar system.

 

The other terrestrial planets probably have similar structures and compositions with some differences: the Moon has at most a small core; Mercury has an extra large core (relative to its diameter); the mantles of Mars and the Moon are much thicker; the Moon and Mercury may not have chemically distinct crusts; Earth may be the only one with distinct inner and outer cores. Note, however, that our knowledge of planetary interiors is mostly theoretical even for the Earth.


Earth as a map of the world

Unlike the other terrestrial planets, Earth’s crust is divided into several separate solid plates which float around independently on top of the hot mantle below. The theory that describes this is known as plate tectonics. It is characterized by two major processes: spreading and subduction. Spreading occurs when two plates move away from each other and new crust is created by upwelling magma from below. Subduction occurs when two plates collide and the edge of one dives beneath the other and ends up being destroyed in the mantle. There is also transverse motion at some plate boundaries (i.e. the San Andreas Fault in California) and collisions between continental plates (i.e. India/Eurasia). There are (at present) eight major plates:

  • North American Plate – North America, western North Atlantic and Greenland 
  • South American Plate – South America and western South Atlantic
  • Antarctic Plate – Antarctica and the “Southern Ocean”
  • Eurasian Plate – eastern North Atlantic, Europe and Asia except for India
  • African Plate – Africa, eastern South Atlantic and western Indian Ocean
  • Indian-Australian Plate – India, Australia, New Zealand and most of Indian Ocean
  • Nazca Plate – eastern Pacific Ocean adjacent to South America
  • Pacific Plate – most of the Pacific Ocean (and the southern coast of California!)

There are also twenty or more small plates such as the Arabian, Cocos, and Philippine Plates. Earthquakes are much more common at the plate boundaries. Plotting their locations makes it easy to see the plate boundaries (right).

The Earth’s surface is very young. In the relatively short (by astronomical standards) period of 500,000,000 years or so erosion and tectonic processes destroy and recreate most of the Earth’s surface and thereby eliminate almost all traces of earlier geologic surface history (such as impact craters). Thus the very early history of the Earth has mostly been erased. The Earth is 4.5 to 4.6 billion years old, but the oldest known rocks are about 4 billion years old and rocks older than 3 billion years are rare. The oldest fossils of living organisms are less than 3.9 billion years old. There is no record of the critical period when life was first getting started.

 71 Percent of the Earth’s surface is covered with water. Earth is the only planet on which water can exist in liquid form on the surface (though there may be liquid ethane or methane on Titan’s surface and liquid water beneath the surface of Europa). Liquid water is, of course, essential for life as we know it. The heat capacity of the oceans is also very important in keeping the Earth’s temperature relatively stable. Liquid water is also responsible for most of the erosion and weathering of the Earth’s continents, a process unique in the solar system today (though it may have occurred on Mars in the past).

And when the earth starts moving, it is time to get out of the way…

Click any of the images to see the video… Brace yourself!

When The Earth Starts Moving…

THE EARTH

Earth is the third planet from the Sun and the fifth largest:

 orbit: 149,600,000 km (1.00 AU) from Sun diameter: 12,756.3 km mass: 5.972e24 kg
The Earth as seen from space

Earth is the only planet whose English name does not derive from Greek/Roman mythology. The name derives from Old English and Germanic. There are, of course, hundreds of other names for the planet in other languages. In Roman Mythology, the goddess of the Earth was Tellus – the fertile soil (Greek: Gaia, terra mater – Mother Earth).

It was not until the time of Copernicus (the sixteenth century) that it was understood that the Earth is just another planet.
Earth, of course, can be studied without the aid of spacecraft. Nevertheless it was not until the twentieth century that we had maps of the entire planet. Pictures of the planet taken from space are of considerable importance; for example, they are an enormous help in weather prediction and especially in tracking and predicting hurricanes. And they are extraordinarily beautiful.
The Earth is divided into several layers which have distinct chemical and seismic properties (depths in km):
-0- 40 Crust 40- 400 Upper mantle 400- 650 Transition region 650-2700 Lower mantle 2700-2890 D'' layer 2890-5150 Outer core 5150-6378 Inner core 

 


The crust varies considerably in thickness, it is thinner under the oceans, thicker under the continents. The inner core and crust are solid; the outer core and mantle layers are plastic or semi-fluid. The various layers are separated by discontinuities which are evident in seismic data; the best known of these is the Mohorovicic discontinuity between the crust and upper mantle.


Earth as seen from the Moon

Most of the mass of the Earth is in the mantle, most of the rest in the core; the part we inhabit is a tiny fraction of the whole (values below x10^24 kilograms):

 

 atmosphere = 0.0000051 oceans = 0.0014 crust = 0.026 mantle = 4.043 outer core = 1.835 inner core = 0.09675 

The core is probably composed mostly of iron (or nickel/iron) though it is possible that some lighter elements may be present, too. Temperatures at the center of the core may be as high as 7500 K, hotter than the surface of the Sun. The lower mantle is probably mostly silicon, magnesium and oxygen with some iron, calcium and aluminum. The upper mantle is mostly olivene and pyroxene (iron/magnesium silicates), calcium and aluminum. We know most of this only from seismic techniques; samples from the upper mantle arrive at the surface as lava from volcanoes but the majority of the Earth is inaccessible. The crust is primarily quartz (silicon dioxide) and other silicates like feldspar. Taken as a whole, the Earth’s chemical composition (by mass) is:

 34.6% Iron 29.5% Oxygen 15.2% Silicon 12.7% Magnesium 2.4% Nickel 1.9% Sulfur 0.05% Titanium

 

The Earth is the densest major body in the solar system.

 

The other terrestrial planets probably have similar structures and compositions with some differences: the Moon has at most a small core; Mercury has an extra large core (relative to its diameter); the mantles of Mars and the Moon are much thicker; the Moon and Mercury may not have chemically distinct crusts; Earth may be the only one with distinct inner and outer cores. Note, however, that our knowledge of planetary interiors is mostly theoretical even for the Earth.


Earth as a map of the world

Unlike the other terrestrial planets, Earth’s crust is divided into several separate solid plates which float around independently on top of the hot mantle below. The theory that describes this is known as plate tectonics. It is characterized by two major processes: spreading and subduction. Spreading occurs when two plates move away from each other and new crust is created by upwelling magma from below. Subduction occurs when two plates collide and the edge of one dives beneath the other and ends up being destroyed in the mantle. There is also transverse motion at some plate boundaries (i.e. the San Andreas Fault in California) and collisions between continental plates (i.e. India/Eurasia). There are (at present) eight major plates:

  • North American Plate – North America, western North Atlantic and Greenland 
  • South American Plate – South America and western South Atlantic
  • Antarctic Plate – Antarctica and the “Southern Ocean”
  • Eurasian Plate – eastern North Atlantic, Europe and Asia except for India
  • African Plate – Africa, eastern South Atlantic and western Indian Ocean
  • Indian-Australian Plate – India, Australia, New Zealand and most of Indian Ocean
  • Nazca Plate – eastern Pacific Ocean adjacent to South America
  • Pacific Plate – most of the Pacific Ocean (and the southern coast of California!)

There are also twenty or more small plates such as the Arabian, Cocos, and Philippine Plates. Earthquakes are much more common at the plate boundaries. Plotting their locations makes it easy to see the plate boundaries (right).

The Earth’s surface is very young. In the relatively short (by astronomical standards) period of 500,000,000 years or so erosion and tectonic processes destroy and recreate most of the Earth’s surface and thereby eliminate almost all traces of earlier geologic surface history (such as impact craters). Thus the very early history of the Earth has mostly been erased. The Earth is 4.5 to 4.6 billion years old, but the oldest known rocks are about 4 billion years old and rocks older than 3 billion years are rare. The oldest fossils of living organisms are less than 3.9 billion years old. There is no record of the critical period when life was first getting started.

 71 Percent of the Earth’s surface is covered with water. Earth is the only planet on which water can exist in liquid form on the surface (though there may be liquid ethane or methane on Titan’s surface and liquid water beneath the surface of Europa). Liquid water is, of course, essential for life as we know it. The heat capacity of the oceans is also very important in keeping the Earth’s temperature relatively stable. Liquid water is also responsible for most of the erosion and weathering of the Earth’s continents, a process unique in the solar system today (though it may have occurred on Mars in the past).

And when the earth starts moving, it is time to get out of the way…

Click any of the images to see the video… Brace yourself!

Two Stories – Both are true and worth reading!

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I’m sure, you’ve all heard about these 2 stories but let me re-tell you these stories again for arts & entertainment’ sake 🙂

 STORY NUMBER  ONE

Al Capone, Alphonse "Scarface" Capone (1899-1947) controlled organized crime in Chicago during the late 1920s. From gambling rackets to bootlegging, it is estimated that Capone's enterprises netted him close to $100,000,000 during his career

Capone had a lawyer nicknamed “Easy Eddie.” He was Capone’s lawyer for a good reason.  Eddie was very good!  In fact, Eddie’s skill at legal maneuvering kept Big Al out of jail for a long time.

To show his appreciation, Capone paid him very well.  Not only was the money big, but Eddie got special dividends, as well.  For instance, he and his family occupied a fenced-in mansion with live-in help and all of the conveniences of  the day.  The estate was so large that it filled an entire Chicago City block.

Eddie lived the high life of the Chicago mob and gave little consideration to the atrocity that went on around him.

Eddie did have one soft spot, however. He had a son that he loved dearly.  Eddie saw to it that his young son had clothes, cars, and a good education. Nothing was withheld.   Price was no object.

And, despite his involvement with organized crime, Eddie even tried to teach him right from wrong.  Eddie wanted his son to be a better man than he was.

Yet, with all his wealth and influence, there were two things he couldn’t give his son; he couldn’t pass on a good name or a good example.

Edward Joseph O'Hare (he used "Edward" later in life), aka "Easy Eddie" (September 5, 1893 – November 8, 1939), was a lawyer in St. Louis

One day, Easy Eddie reached a difficult decision. Easy Eddie wanted to rectify wrongs he had done.

He decided he would go to the authorities and tell the truth about Al “Scarface” Capone, clean up his tarnished name, and offer his son some semblance of integrity.  To do this, he would have to testify against The Mob, and he knew that the cost would be great.  So, he testified.

Within the year, Easy Eddie’s life ended in a blaze of gunfire on a lonely Chicago Street .. But in his eyes, he had given his son the greatest gift he had to offer, at the greatest price he could ever pay.  Police removed from his pockets a rosary, a crucifix, a religious medallion, and a poem clipped from a magazine.

The poem read:

“The clock of life is wound but once, and no man has the power to tell just when the hands will stop, at late or early hour.  Now is the only time you own. Live, love, toil with a will. Place no faith in time.  For the clock may soon be still.”

    STORY NUMBER   TWO

Edward “Butch” O’Hare is one of the most famous US fighter pilots in history, made so not just because of his skill and bravery but because of his own family life. Edward O’Hare was born in St Louis on 13th March 1914.

World War II produced many heroes. One such man was Lieutenant Commander Butch O’Hare.

He was a fighter pilot assigned to the aircraft carrier Lexington in the South Pacific.

One day his entire squadron was sent on a mission.  After he was airborne, he looked at his fuel gauge and realized that someone had forgotten to top off his fuel tank.

He would not have enough fuel to complete his mission and get back to his  ship.

His flight leader told him to return to the carrier.  Reluctantly, he dropped out of formation and headed back to the fleet.

As he was returning to the mother ship, he saw something that turned his blood cold; a squadron of Japanese aircraft was speeding its way toward the American fleet.

The American fighters were gone on a sortie, and the fleet was all but defenseless.  He couldn’t reach his squadron and bring them back in time to save the fleet.  Nor could he warn the fleet of the approaching danger.  There was only one thing to do.  He must somehow divert them from the  fleet.

Laying aside all thoughts of personal safety, he dove into the formation of Japanese planes.   Wing-mounted 50 caliber’s blazed as he charged in, attacking one surprised enemy plane and then another.  Butch wove in and out of the now broken formation and fired at as many planes as possible until all his ammunition was finally spent.

Undaunted, he continued the assault.   He dove at the planes, trying to clip a wing or tail in hopes of damaging as many enemy planes as possible, rendering them unfit to fly.

Finally, the exasperated Japanese squadron took off in another direction.

Deeply relieved, Butch O’Hare and his tattered fighter limped back to the carrier.

Wildcat Aces of World War 2

Upon arrival, he reported in and related the event surrounding his return.   The film from the gun-camera mounted on his plane told the tale.  It showed the extent of Butch’s daring attempt to protect his fleet.  He had, in fact, destroyed five enemy aircraft
This took place on February 20, 1942 , and for that action Butch became the Navy’s first Ace of W.W.II, and the first Naval Aviator to win the Medal of Honor.

A year later Butch was killed in aerial combat at the age of 29.  His home town would not allow the memory of this WW II hero to fade, and today, O’Hare Airport in Chicago is named in tribute to the courage of this great man.

My Favorite Airport

So, the next time you find yourself at O’Hare International, give some thought to visiting Butch’s memorial displaying his statue and his Medal of Honor.  It’s located between Terminals 1 and 2.

SO WHAT DO THESE TWO STORIES HAVE TO DO WITH EACH OTHER?

Butch O’Hare was “Easy Eddie’s” son.

(Pretty cool, eh!)

Beyond My Dream

As usual he always wake up early at 6 in the morning, roaming around his property. He wakes up, he faces me on his left side, gives me his warm hug and kisses me gently on my lips, trying not to wake me up in my deep sleep. But he is not aware that I feel his every move. He gets up on bed, makes some numbers of stretches then goes to bathroom to dressing room, and put his morning clothes on. He sleeps naked, he likes this and I love it too, because the heat of his body warms me all night long. I smile as he reached out to our bedroom door and I continue with my sleep.

Nanny entered and opened the curtain window, the 7 o’clock sun comes shining right thru my bed. She said, “Breakfast is ready, my lady, Lord Van is waiting for you, at the lobby.” I yawned and inhaled deeply, stretching up my legs, raising them up to my forehead, hold them for 10 counts and slowly exhaling, bringing them down. I counted another 10 just lying on my bed restfully and smiling, thinking what to wear for breakfast to impress him.

I carefully watch my steps going down stairs. I can see his eyes locked in me, right there where he sits on the coffee table, putting down the newspaper he was reading. He smiles and stands up and meet me halfway, excited to hold me and kiss me. We embraced and kissed long. I feel his heart beats fast, his kisses more stronger now and he slides his right hand between my thighs. I don’t wear any undies. He does not like them. I wore his favorite dress It’s silk, pastel pink, strap-less to knee skirt long, fabric wrapping loosely to my body. I groaned wildly as he slides in and out his finger…while still kissing me on his lips, his left hand now pulled down my top, squeezed hard my left breast and to my right, then slowly he lowered his head sucked each of them… my head is spinning now, I know I am ready for him… I want him to have me… my moan grew wilder and louder now my breathing is so fast… he lead me to lay my back on the empty coffee table, from there he taste my juice thoroughly and hungrily…I said “I will come soon my love…” and I came heavenly. But I want more of him. He did not stop from there, he knows I want more. He drew his full thrust in me, my hips go in rhythm with him… Gosh! I came again.

He is not done yet, he becomes more aggressive now… he drew his thrust, again and again more deeper now and harder. His blue eyes become like blue ocean on strong and big waves. We both moaned so strongly and we came at the same time and collapsed. I can still feel all of him in me. We giggled afterwards, kissing each other again. Teasing that we are both glad the coffee table is strong enough to hold both of us. We sat down, facing each other, eyes locked in together. We were both speechless but happy. Two minutes later, the butler came with two black coffee served to us. He said, “My lady, My Lord, your breakfast is ready in the dining room.” We both nodded to him. We sipped down and enjoyed the taste and aroma of our coffee. Ten minutes later, with holding hands we both went and have our healthy breakfast.

Across our dining room is a veranda. We stay there for like 2 hours talking anything under the sun after breakfast. We both like to eat our dessert here. Autumn meets winter so the morning air is both warm and cold. We watch the leaves of our blueberry trees fell down the ground with some snow flakes and air flew them by…

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My Candy-Flavored Submarine

A christmas tree.

She turns to her right side and reaches the lamp to switch it on.

She looks on her watch, “Oh it’s already near midnight.  Why he isn’t home yet.”

She cannot sleep again so she decided to make a coffee and continue to write her novel.

She goes to her study room and opens her MacBook Air.  She’s almost done with her last chapter.
Her mind is pretty occupied to come up with a splendid ending, when all of a sudden, she hears him knocking the door and calling her name, “Lan, darling open up!” Mulan is surprised.   She knows he has his own key.

“Coming!” She shouted and rushed to the door and almost slipped herself to the floor. “Oooops!”

When she opened the door she got more surprise,  “Vian, what happened to you my love?  Why are your clothes wet?” Vianito entered right away and gave her a quick kiss on her cheek.  “I just got to take a shower, my love.  I will tell you later what happened”.

Vianito on his fresh pajamas jumps to bed and embraces Mulan who stays seated on the bed waiting for him to tell her what happened.

“I’m sorry my love I came home late.  I was already on the Buologne Bridge, when I took my cell phone from my pocket to call you.  But I must have pulled it out so strong that my house key came with it.  It was strange because it flew away down the bridge.  So I tried to fish it out.  Hahahaha. “Vianito laughed out loud that even Mulan could not believe it.  They both laughed their heart out, they even got tears in their eyes.

“I did not find my key, but I saw some wasted oil and salad dumped along the lakeshore. It was disgusting how some people litter around.” A bit disappointed.

Then later he gets closer to her to kiss her, “Oh my love, you’re so pretty.  You want me tonight, don’t you, because you are wearing my favorite red lipstick on you, hmmmm?”  He teases her.

“That’s the general idea.” She smiles at him sweetly. “Come here, you naughty, naughty boy.”

Mulan grabs him and kisses him wildly, “You’re right.  I want you.”

Morning came and Mulan woke up late.  Beside her pillow she saw the note that Vianito wrote to her.

Hey sweetie, I didn’t want to wake you up but…

I have your name carved on my submarine
With a teaspoon of candy-flavored paint on my truck.
Oh you my sweet honey you…   You took all of my Sarin
Last night, was a big fight, until now my world, you rock!

Your candy-flavored submarine,
Vian

Mulan is happy.  She feels his  love all over her.

Morning sunshine fills her day.

Now she got work to do.  It’s day one of December.  Time to decorate a Christmas Tree.

Well, aren’t we all?

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A Flower And A Butterfly

I was so careful when I took this picture by my iPhone 4, I was afraid I might scared off the butterfly away. I was happy afterwards, the photo turned out so wonderful. Boisgibault, Center France July 10, 2011

A FLOWER AND A BUTTERFLY a Short Fiction by Tiffanie King

A Flower And A Butterfly
In a garden, thousand miles away, all kinds of flowers bloom everyday and different variation of colorful butterflies fly everywhere in this huge garden.
Everyday, one of the gods known as Green God tends to this garden. He makes sure that all of the plants have their newly formed buds daily. From the sky, up above, He would enjoy the scenery these flowers and butterflies bring to nature. These remarkable living things color the days of all mankind. Truly, they nourish our beings, and give cheerfulness and happiness to our hearts.
In this garden, there are lots of things going on among the plants and other creatures around it. The drama happens when all the plants started to bud and then later when this bud would soon become a flower.
When a flower blooms, it looks so sweet and so pretty, so young and so fresh and all butterflies will go after her. These butterflies may have multiple variations in their coloration and they are all colorful and beautiful too. But all of these butterflies wanted only one thing. All of them wanted to get and have a taste of a honey or sweet. The juicy honey of a flower.
One day a beautiful flower started to bloom. Green God named her Rosa. This kind of plant is a prickly bush or shrub that typically bears red, pink, yellow, or white fragrant flowers. Rosa is rare, because she has the combination of all the colors. She got the attention of all the butterflies, even the bees, or the beetles and birds as well. They all admire her stunning beauty.
All butterflies flying around the garden went crazy. They quarrel who among them would be the first one to touch her and be lucky to taste her honey. But Rosa just remains easy and silent. Everyday and every night she would be moved by the wind. Either she would be swinging side by side or swirling around, she maintains an aura of mystery. She is very appealing even she would shiver from a cold wind, or even looked pale from exposure under the sun or lack of water. But Green God and nature take care of all her needs. She would soon be more attractive and gorgeous that all butterflies are so anxious to get her honey. But because of the wind, it is not easy to touch her. Some butterflies would just get tired. Some of them would just fly away and look for another. Others would have felt desperately sad and have left themselves to have no choice but to just fly and be far away from her temptation.
One day, a very unique and nice butterfly flew by and crossed over this huge garden. His name is Skipper. He saw this gorgeous flower in one corner of the garden where, there were only buds surrounding it. She got his attention because of her spectacular color and gracefulness when the blow of the wind leads her. He started to adore her. He tried to come near her. He began to skip up and down, yet he found it so hard to even take a quick dip on her pretty petals. He got so curious of her beauty and could not wait to touch her. He stayed as closer as he could even he could not join her. He tried many times, but nothing happened. He did not give up though. Until then he decided to stay and watch her.
The sky already became dark but Skipper never left. He patiently watched over her from the stillness of the night, with only the moonlight shining on her. By the smooth whistle of the wind, Rosa never stopped dancing. Under the moonlight, she was glowing too, like fire. No wonder, this butterfly got fell in love with her. When the first strike of day light came, amazing thing happened. By a chance the wind suddenly stopped. So Rosa stood still, and immediately Skipper touched her and sipped her honey, and she…she just gave her honey freely and loving it…. From then on they stayed inseparable until day break.

Artistry In Poetry & Artistry In Pictures

ARTISTRY IN POETRY

VIRTUOSITY

I see things others could not see
But when these things I see are viewed
Everyone would be inspired, they all glee
They see beauty thru the images that I glued

I could have drama in my creation
Or portray humor in my imagination
Different strokes, unique variation
And of my own taste in coloration

Viewers would feel my inner being
I could not hide any of my wondering
Life I have bestowed, I’m now delivering
With all of my art works, they are shining

My mastery, I have you motivated
Your pains or hurts would all be lifted
Even your joys would become unlimited
The brilliance of this work truly are gifted

Come, touch and feel me within
Get inside, explore, roll over and spin
Exploit the world of wonders we live in
Its magic would brush your life to win

Artistry, oh my, oh my, I love thee
You share us your eternal verity
I thank God for this craft everyone see
With Virtuosity I create life its own reality.

AS I SEE YOU

I look on air, in my mind I see your grace
With my color pens and brushes I’ve traced
Every angles that you have grimaced
From where I’ve seen the look of love on thy face

I started to sketch those green eyes
With rich color I’ve chosen green dyes
Like fresh river herein my soul lies
Floating with love that never dies

My brush have shaped your pointed nose
And something inside…you have me arose
Remembering you, Oh you smelling my rose
I feel heaven…with you not even a while I’d doze

As I reach on those charming cheeks
And blended colors unto a picturesque
Oh, they warm me… on it my paint licks
Those rosy cheeks I couldn’t bear resist

To your luscious lips here now I draw
Your smile from pleasure wherein I glow
The grin you give, teasing me below
With your sweet-strong kisses I grow

A grayish brown stencil I’ve lined on your hair
They’re soft and wavy like gold dust on air
I stroke them gently… my hand lay bare
I brush them rich… in my delight I stare

Herein I portrait your image as I see you
This is the best work that I dedicate for you

This art that I sketch in my thoughts’ view
Words of unending love that I’d write and sew

With colorful arts baring true feelings I woo
I’ve mixed, blended my love with magical anew

All of my love of words and arts…are you
Treasure them, they’re from my heart, my own brew…

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Poulliy sur Loire River, France… I took this shot, because of its beautiful panorama and refreshing feeling it displayed to me plus the thought that my love Vincou used to swim here during his childhood days… I had no idea that the photo would turn out so lovely and very interesting where the coolness of the blue sky and veils of cloud reflecting on the river added greater extent of its heavenliness scenery.  I was happy afterwards. Now I get myself interested in Photography aside from writing Poetry…

“They are both an enduring work of art!”

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