
I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery – air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, “This is what it is to be happy”. – Sylvia Plath
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I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery – air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, “This is what it is to be happy”. – Sylvia Plath

We don’t inherit the earth from our ancestors, we borrow it from our children. – Native American proverb

Hey everybody,
I hope the week has treated you well. A couple days ago as I was fending off death, AKA “the man flu”, I received an out of the blue notification. When I took a quick peek, it was a little icon like the picture above. It was to remind me of quite the surprising achievement. Now that I am fully recovered, I thought I would use this opportunity to acknowledge it. (cough, cough) 😉
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Hey Everybody,
You may have noticed my lack of content in the last week or so. Sorry about that my friends. I seemed to had contracted a serious strain of the man flu. It’s a thing, trust me…Lol!!
Anyway, after extensive treatment and sookyness, I finally crawled my way back to work today. After a long weekend of rest with an extra sick day thrown in, I am slowly starting to feel myself again. Like summer starts and I get sick, come on, really?
Thanks as always for your patience and stay tuned for more Earth to Ash. Should have something posted in a day or so.
Cough, cough!!!
Until…

This life is yours. Take the power to choose what you want to do and do it well. Take the power to love what you want in life and love it honestly. Take the power to walk in the forest and be a part of nature. Take the power to control your own life. No one else can do it for you. Take the power to make your life happy. – Susan Polis Schutz

The farther I travel, the closer I am to myself. – Andrew McCarthy

Another glorious day, the air as delicious to the lungs as nectar to the tongue. – John Muir

A child is an uncut diamond. – Austin O’Malley

surrounded in the francais
schoolboys like I, chase through stone corridors in jest
pass tank topped bread makers and
rum runners filling dark sacks
who was I to speak to the going-ons of this foreign land
take me instead to the countryside
in an hour less a half
share with me tales
let me sip wine
and pretend that I am a man

Happy Friday everybody,
Boom, as I mentioned in my last post, here’s entry number two of two. Yup, two Sunshine Blogger Awards in a week. Not too shabby. What have I been doing to receive all this love? This time it was FloatingGold who sneakingly nominated me for this award just the other day. I was checking out their blog and as I came to the nominees section I noticed my name on the list. Just like last time, I was both surprised and once again flattered by another tip of the hat from a blogging friend. Thank you for your nomination and thanks for thinking that Earth to Ash is up to your golden standard. (see what I did there?) We’ve been blogging friends for some time now as it is, so seeing this only reinforces that. Now peeps, after you give this my post a read, why not follow the above link and take some time to check out FloatingGold’s little piece of the bloggerverse. You won’t be disappointed.
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