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Try placing yourself in the undergrowth and giving yourself a lovely furry body, two cute little ears, two round black, beady eyes and four little paws. Now look up at the sky as a plane flies over your head and imagine what it might be like to be up there and looking down. Wow While little Henry the hamster really liked the idea, he doesn't have a mummy or a daddy that can buy a plane ticket, so he has to find another way. But, truthfully, can you imagine a flying hamster? There is one thing that we will learn about Henry as we go with him on his big adventure and that is that he doesn't give up easily. Unfortunately, the world can be a rather frightening place when you are as small as Henry, but fortunately, he finds a friend in a very unusual place...
I Love You Like is a book about a love that spans the seasons, reaching across time and space. The kind of love that mirrors all the balance and beauty of the natural world. A love that runs deep as the roots and as far as the stars. A love that brings warmth when it's cold and sheds light in the dark. A love that appreciates wonders, both big and small. A love that is grateful to be part of it all.
I Love You Like is a book about a love that spans the seasons, reaching across time and space. The kind of love that mirrors all the balance and beauty of the natural world. A love that runs deep as the roots and as far as the stars. A love that brings warmth when it's cold and sheds light in the dark. A love that appreciates wonders, both big and small. A love that is grateful to be part of it all.
CALL OF THE BLACKBIRD COMMEMORATES THE FIRST FEATURE FILM BY SISTERS STRAINFILM CORP. OUR DIRECTORIAL DEBUT AND OUR MOST PRIDEFUL PASSION PROJECT.THESE WORDS WERE WRITTEN OVER THE COURSE OF THE REAL LIFEUNFOLDING OF EVENTS DEPICTED IN THE FILM, FOLLOWING OUREXPERIENCE AS WE MOVED BACK TO OUR HOMETOWN, ACCEPTEDOUR FAILED ASPIRATIONS AND WERE FORCED TO REIMAGINEOUR FUTURES. A SHORT SAMPLE OF OUR EXTENSIVE INDIVIDUALCOLLECTIONS, AND A TINY TASTE OF OUR POETIC PROWESS.IF YOU WATCHED THE FILM AND WISH TO REVISIT SOME OF THEPOETRY, YOU WILL FIND IT ALL HERE. IF YOU FOUND THIS FIRST, WE HOPE THESE WORDS WILL ENTICE YOUTO WATCH THE FILM
A personal, in-depth and over explicit account of my unrequited love through a collection of poems, musings and poetic prose.We fell in love as Winter gave way to Spring. Like the snow could not stay to share in thechanging season, neither could you."How can I leave when I miss you already?"You asked on the day of your departure...but you did. Mere days after you told me you loved me."I would stay if I could."You caught my face, bringing my averted eyes to yours. I was scared to look into them, scaredto believe the promises they held, scared to put stock in the ones pouring from your lips in caseyou didn't truly mean them."I don't know how we will make it work, but we will."Three months later I would visit you in Italy. Silent tears spilling on the plane while watchingCall Me By Your Name. Terrified our story, like theirs, would end in vain.You kissed me twice at the airport and again I couldn't look you in the eyes for fear I'd cry."I'm so glad I got to show you all the people and places I love as you are one of them and alwayswill be" ...and I knew you meant goodbye.I wept the entire 12-hour journey home because it wasn't and never could be over for me."I know I will wait for him as long as it takes. What scares me and breaks my heart is the fearhe won't do the same."You told me that if I ever missed you, I should talk to you. That you would hear me. Andso, I did. Three years and a dozen journals. My heart pouring through my pen ontopaper.I want you to feel each word, each thought and each emotion as I did.Let it build you, bate you and break your heart as it did my own.Share it with me, so I no longer must carry it alone.
I lost myself for a few years in my 20's. As my 30's approached, I no longer recognized myself.I went inward, took time away from the crowd to really relearn and listen to myself.Who was I?What did I want?Most importantly, who did I want to be?Becoming is a poetic exploration of all that I found on this extensive journey.Each thought, fear, frustration, triumph and disappointment.The heartache, the hunger, and the healing that broke me apart, brought me to my knees, andrebuilt me as the woman I am today.I've shed my skin so many timesI can hardly recognize myselfLayer upon layerRecreating, restoring, renewingBlossoming into something entirely new while simultaneously rediscovering the roots of who I'vealways beenLike coming home, but nothing feels the same and you know it never will be againAnd that's okay
She logged on one night and realized the game had changed. Her shadowmaster was always there to help her with a task. One night the entire game changed and she was left with a sense of knowing him in real life. He confirmed it and everything went sideways for her quickly. He was always there and soon she found out the online game she had been playing was really a game of love.
The game of love has no rule book...Former hockey star Jared Wylde is tired of living life on the sidelines. Ten years ago, he lost it all... his career, his wife, his entire world. Everything changes when he's offered the job as head coach of the Las Vegas Sidewinders. It's taken him a long time to let go of the past, but it turns out the past isn't ready to let go of him. Bestselling romance author Renee DeSantos lives life on her own terms. After overcoming being widowed and sending her daughter off to college, she's finally putting herself first. Everything is going great, until a one-night stand with a sexy stranger unveils what she's been missing. Now that she's had a taste, she's not ready to let go... of him, or the future they could have together. When the past comes knocking, a son Jared never knew about turns everything upside down. Renee is no stranger to plot twists, but the stakes are higher than ever this time. This is one game Jared doesn't want to lose, but can they score a happily ever after?
The Mission.Two people are picked to complete a mission on a getaway island but they have to turn their lives upside down in the process. What happens when they are dosed with something powerful that makes them act completely different. Their shared lives will never be the same.
Sometimes the love between a dog and the dog's companion can be a bond like no other experience in a human's lifetime. The unconditional love given by a dog to its owner is life-changing for many of us. Enter a lop-eared Beagle by the name of Georgia. She appeared older than her ten weeks, and she had the wisdom of an old soul. She was loyal and seemed to have a sixth sense that told her when danger was near, except the one time she wasn't on her guard, the time danger found her, and she chose to stand her ground. Enjoy Georgia's Orchard: The story is taken from the author's memories and accounts by her son, Gregg. Georgia's Orchard: My Best Buddy Georgia, A Confused Runaway, Independence, Home Sweet Home, Georgia Gone Missing, Georgia Rushed to the Vet, All Dogs Don't Go To Heaven, Georgia the Hero, Running Through High Clover...My Mom didn't know that I bought Georgia to comfort a girl I was trying to help, a confused runaway I met at a party at a friend's house. She thought she was in love with me the moment she discovered I had a pad of my own. I'd agreed to bring her home with me when she asked if she could stay with me for a while. At twenty years of age, I was still not too sure I knew anything about girls; late bloomer, I suppose."You can stay at my house as a friend," I told her, "but that's it."My taste ran more toward PlayStation(R)2 and the latest video games. When I wasn't playing video games, I was running in the forest surrounding our house. I knew every game trail for miles. I found peace in nature missing in my own mind. Despite Tracy's good looks, flaming red hair (a weakness of mine), ocean-blue eyes, and quick sense of humor, I was wise enough to know a runaway when I saw one. Tracy looked wide-eyed, confused, scared, pale, and lost, worst yet -she looked young. I knew I was in over my head one day at lunch over a big bowl of veggie soup when Tracy said, "I think I need to tell you something. I am sixteen..."Georgia would have her head resting on my arm...On 18 August 2009, a deer jumped in front of Gregg's Harley Davidson Sporster. He sustained a traumatic brain injury (TBI), consisting of seven skull fractures; though he wore a helmet, the deer kicked him in the head, split the helmet in half, and continued kicking him until it died as the bike lay on top both of them. Gregg was hospitalized for 2 1/2 months. His long-term memory is intact, but he has no short-term memory. He suffered no body injuries. He recalled the accident in vivid detail seven months afterward, right up until the time the ambulance came to his aid. That was the last thing he remembers. It is locked in his long-term memory with all his other memories. Over the past nearly twelve years now, Gregg has completed a rehabilitation center program for five months. At one time, he worked daily with seven different therapists, including a Speech Therapist, Physical Therapist, Occupational Therapist, among others, and progressed well. Gregg was a working artist and was a few credits short of obtaining his Bachelor of Fine Arts degree. He made replicas of antique furniture, was an avid photographer, painter, created sculptures, and worked as a leader in the art community to bring other artists together to share their craft and talents. Gregg now makes his home with his mother, Kat Kaelin. She talks to Gregg about Georgia and Georgia's Orchard. When she told him, she wrote the story about Georgia. Gregg replied, "Read it to me."After his mom read him the story, he said, "You told our story. That makes me happy."Gregg's relationship with Georgia shows the love of a man for his dog, but more importantly, it shows the sustaining power of love and the power of the independent spirit in all of us. Gregg cannot tell you what he ate for breakfast this morning, but he remembers Georgia and the time the two of them shared in the sunshine under the trees.