tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65326664583716785812024-03-19T12:08:34.721+00:00Eye Love StuffVirtually randomEye Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00145631612791119852noreply@blogger.comBlogger127125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532666458371678581.post-38826400201209382572012-02-06T10:50:00.000+00:002012-02-06T10:50:32.000+00:00Decisions...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DAAIxajwK7c/Ty1TpDvX5PI/AAAAAAAAB2s/BY9peEwPqLE/s1600/decide.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="242" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DAAIxajwK7c/Ty1TpDvX5PI/AAAAAAAAB2s/BY9peEwPqLE/s320/decide.png" width="320" /></a></div>Eye Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00145631612791119852noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532666458371678581.post-908634313524357772012-01-31T13:08:00.001+00:002012-01-31T13:09:19.851+00:00Postcard<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1WhoONYZzgI/TxXgs5B9zDI/AAAAAAAAB2E/hyxQx8Elajg/s1600/postcard.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="280" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1WhoONYZzgI/TxXgs5B9zDI/AAAAAAAAB2E/hyxQx8Elajg/s400/postcard.png" width="400" /></a></div><table background="
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that time is age 11'</span></div>Eye Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00145631612791119852noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532666458371678581.post-6471106057478692142011-07-20T21:00:00.000+01:002011-07-20T21:00:46.089+01:00Always remember...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JMdPyYbl4Xo/TiczYCUO3UI/AAAAAAAABy8/klD1Q8veU9E/s1600/Colour+sells+it.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="202" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JMdPyYbl4Xo/TiczYCUO3UI/AAAAAAAABy8/klD1Q8veU9E/s400/Colour+sells+it.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>Eye Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00145631612791119852noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532666458371678581.post-73048668562745233862011-07-13T20:34:00.001+01:002011-07-13T20:37:32.569+01:00<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lT1sqcyR7qg/Tgea7haRuOI/AAAAAAAABss/2UXLEeLVcpA/s1600/get+up+and+dance.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="215" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lT1sqcyR7qg/Tgea7haRuOI/AAAAAAAABss/2UXLEeLVcpA/s400/get+up+and+dance.png" width="400" /></a><b><span style="font-size: small;"><i><br />
</i></span></b><span style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;"><i>'Nobody cares if you can't dance well, </i></span><span style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;"><i>just get up and</i></span><span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i> DANCE</i></span></b></span><span style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;"><i>!</i></span><span style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;"><i>'</i></span><br />
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</span></b></div><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: small;"><span style="color: black; font-size: 40px; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: -2px; line-height: 70%;">O</span>f all the photographs I have, this one is a particular favourite; it's not totally in focus and a little worn- but it's one of those photos that means a lot to me. </span><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><ahref="http: -xedwojzbtja="" 3.bp.blogspot.com="" aaaaaaaabli="" imageanchor="1" memory.png="" s1600="" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" tbsyswhtbqi="" ymhjjp-1usm=""><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xEDwojzbtJA/TbsYSwHTBQI/AAAAAAAABlI/ymhjjP-1USM/s320/memory.png" width="310" /></ahref="http:></div><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: small;">I knew the photo was around somewhere; but didn't find it again until my aunt passed away a few years ago- I went to her house, to collect a few photos as keepsakes, and it was in one of the boxes. My aunt is in the photo, along with my dad and my grandparent’s dog, Jock (a Scotch terrier that lived to the grand old age of 18!), and a young me. <br />
Sometimes, when I look at this photo, I get a little sad, as it reminds me of what has gone from my life; a time from childhood that has long passed, family and a much loved pet, who are no longer here. It’s usually at times when I'm feeling anxious over the uncertainty of life, I get overwhelmed with moments of nostalgia but then have to accept the harsh reality of what has gone, is gone forever.<br />
</span><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: small;">It may be </span><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: small;">cliché - but life <i>is</i> short, and we should always try and make the best of the time that we do have; and most importantly, to tell loved ones how much they mean to you.</span><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Eye Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00145631612791119852noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532666458371678581.post-4395547284482717052011-06-07T14:30:00.001+01:002011-06-07T14:35:35.214+01:00Quotes...<div style="background-image: url("https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBIIV_3rmp1MTADV5NdRyhTy97KtUosNsaQyCu78xtL28NevfWzuGBvi1Qe-BvnX4fHi3NkwXhNboT4PUWFITJl-j9tEw_ZDUe4Vlqd_yrujXraEConrfzPT9CODEe0FbHaVGEf7Y_uL0/s800/paper%20texture%20with%20stapels.png"); height: 85px; padding: 11px; text-align: left; width: 405px;"><blockquote style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; font-size: small;">'The problem with quotes found on the internet is that you don't know how reliable they are'- Abraham Lincoln</span></blockquote></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YiVTnDvC1Us/TejGAUpvqhI/AAAAAAAABqA/eCMDD8PNb_4/s1600/CHOOKS.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="158" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YiVTnDvC1Us/TejGAUpvqhI/AAAAAAAABqA/eCMDD8PNb_4/s320/CHOOKS.PNG" width="320" /></a></div>Eye Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00145631612791119852noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532666458371678581.post-64721547714433101102011-06-04T10:29:00.000+01:002011-06-04T10:29:11.306+01:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XOA8fJNXQoo/TeVPExEMJRI/AAAAAAAABpI/7lHgGnjJPjU/s1600/It+never+fails.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XOA8fJNXQoo/TeVPExEMJRI/AAAAAAAABpI/7lHgGnjJPjU/s400/It+never+fails.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />
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</div>Eye Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00145631612791119852noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532666458371678581.post-13131470448199801922011-05-20T20:52:00.000+01:002011-05-20T20:52:09.974+01:00Childhood...<div style="background-image: url("https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw8gSfOWr6VWpfHfGZ4XLddiNq00ez9ezflXQajvlpFUTSV7H2g4PvSkWqeEQnQ1kHvMKGsEeBDqJF2fhHQX_YaX94xWsMf6f7oi1iCSXIupOWN3ZL2xAXs9xmE5aP-AD5kiPffXsbbSM/s800/lined_paper_by_ll_stock-1.jpg"); height: 100px; padding: 5px 8px; width: 420px;"><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />
<div style="color: #444444;">"Everything else you grow out of, but you never recover from childhood"</div><div style="color: #444444; text-align: right;">Beryl Bainbridge</div></div></div>Eye Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00145631612791119852noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532666458371678581.post-24145704279668372232011-04-22T10:46:00.000+01:002011-04-22T10:46:11.186+01:00Artist Syndrome<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1t-i9xye4oU/Tasls7uwJQI/AAAAAAAABkE/oxV69Y0RSyo/s1600/fail+ripped.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1t-i9xye4oU/Tasls7uwJQI/AAAAAAAABkE/oxV69Y0RSyo/s400/fail+ripped.png" width="278" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2u8WjexJZUo/TTdU5BfKLwI/AAAAAAAABUo/g0eFGayMfVM/s1600/cracks+filler.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2u8WjexJZUo/TTdU5BfKLwI/AAAAAAAABUo/g0eFGayMfVM/s200/cracks+filler.png" width="176" /></a></div>Eye Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00145631612791119852noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532666458371678581.post-35482565656562007882011-04-17T19:10:00.000+01:002011-04-17T19:10:43.169+01:00Sometimes...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3HlM009X-Ss/TaslxaG6upI/AAAAAAAABkI/CIKCvpaEv8c/s1600/april.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="281" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3HlM009X-Ss/TaslxaG6upI/AAAAAAAABkI/CIKCvpaEv8c/s400/april.png" width="400" /></a></div><br clear="left" /><div style="background-image: url("https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwgg8V1natoIS8joDox-h90HZ3EIj1AA02nK0SIi2k0P_P6kXvX7qGuE3bmb25z-R3rUyPME60wFuCQJqU2NHPgsx3clMNWchQRhO98D2IsUEuwZnZVJJ6jkmgoXmXK9pWR7NHY__LM_M/s400/background2.jpg"); font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; padding: 5px 8px; text-align: center; width: 385px;"><span style="font-size: small;">Sometimes it snows in April<br />
Sometimes I feel so bad,<br />
Sometimes I wish that life was never ending,<br />
But all good things, they say, never last</span><br />
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All good things they say, never last<br />
And love, just isn't love until it's past.</span><br />
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'Sometimes it snows in April' by Prince/Wendy Melvoin/Lisa Coleman</i></span></div>Eye Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00145631612791119852noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532666458371678581.post-63446517118702133982011-04-09T11:17:00.000+01:002011-04-09T11:17:18.075+01:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mabMFcP_01c/TZN9f1tflII/AAAAAAAABds/BlDgDNvXR_c/s1600/Stupid+people+menu2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mabMFcP_01c/TZN9f1tflII/AAAAAAAABds/BlDgDNvXR_c/s400/Stupid+people+menu2.png" width="277" /> </a></div>Eye Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00145631612791119852noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532666458371678581.post-36367508929868742582011-04-01T12:23:00.001+01:002011-04-18T12:29:08.343+01:00Keep In Mind...<div style="background-image: url(https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCPfXLpHdx5RUrrCVKlG_tXYajJtFr3UpYfwwEr9nX9wHmXG7i-M-MDV592zpAmXf9N_9Wz54BeLU9PYIFj6yW4J3j1Bmf4QsINRvmHPLwmr_JPLwMDN_OQrgqjZYgntsVuLUpd9UpSgM/s800/paper%20texture%20final.png); color: black; height: 75px; padding: 11px; width: 405px;"><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">'Great minds discuss ideas. </span></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Average minds discuss events. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Small minds discuss people.'</span></div></div></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RFDllROH4UE/TaYNAfYaSfI/AAAAAAAABiM/bjZg-f1owpw/s1600/bunny2+filler.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RFDllROH4UE/TaYNAfYaSfI/AAAAAAAABiM/bjZg-f1owpw/s200/bunny2+filler.png" width="114" /></a></div>Eye Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00145631612791119852noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532666458371678581.post-77295175889189012572011-03-29T13:04:00.001+01:002011-03-29T13:07:28.922+01:00St-inky<span style="font-size: small;">There are reasons why things sold in pound shops are a pound; for example, I purchased a set of three fountain pens...</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">The other two pens are still working though!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Without giving it much thought, in fact it was almost an automatic action of camp; I added a small drop of essential oil to the ink cartridges, so my writing would be scented- I did refrain from filling in the census form with scented ink- maybe I should have, it might have made the day of the person collating the info, a little nicer!</span>Eye Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00145631612791119852noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532666458371678581.post-38438790107439422342011-03-27T10:37:00.000+01:002011-03-27T10:37:44.497+01:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-z93YEFmLAgI/TY4umX_AtCI/AAAAAAAABcg/wLzGx7-MWuE/s1600/lion.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-z93YEFmLAgI/TY4umX_AtCI/AAAAAAAABcg/wLzGx7-MWuE/s320/lion.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">U</span>ntil one has loved an animal, a part of one's soul remains unawakened.</i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">- Anatole France</div>Eye Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00145631612791119852noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532666458371678581.post-34065202477031790352011-03-16T20:14:00.000+00:002011-03-16T20:14:28.108+00:00<blockquote><i style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">In memory of those who lost their lives in the recent earthquake and tsunami in Japan.</i> <i style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Our thoughts are also with those who survived and wish them the hope, courage and strength to rebuild their lives.</i></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-EqwC-EnYRJU/TYEKuTCt1HI/AAAAAAAABbE/Jlw_e4mR2UA/s1600/Japanese_Cherry_Blossom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="170" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-EqwC-EnYRJU/TYEKuTCt1HI/AAAAAAAABbE/Jlw_e4mR2UA/s200/Japanese_Cherry_Blossom.jpg" width="220" /></a></div>Eye Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00145631612791119852noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532666458371678581.post-72304605092548364702011-03-14T21:10:00.000+00:002011-03-14T21:10:37.705+00:00<div style="background-image: url(https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw8gSfOWr6VWpfHfGZ4XLddiNq00ez9ezflXQajvlpFUTSV7H2g4PvSkWqeEQnQ1kHvMKGsEeBDqJF2fhHQX_YaX94xWsMf6f7oi1iCSXIupOWN3ZL2xAXs9xmE5aP-AD5kiPffXsbbSM/s800/lined_paper_by_ll_stock-1.jpg); height: 100px; padding: 5px 8px; width: 400px;"><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
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My recent obsession was in the feline form of the Maneki Neko- 'beckoning cat'- this is a traditional Japanese symbol of good fortune, and is a statue of cat with one paw raised and usually holding a coin.<br />
The statues come in all shapes and sizes and stand in the windows and doors of Japanese and Chinese businesses, to beckon in customers and attract good luck. There are also ones for luck in love, study and health. I was recently in the local East Asian food shop and saw an impressive gold Maneki Neko, around 3ft- I wanted one! (cue obsession...)<br />
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I searched the internet, whenever I was online, but the biggest one I could find was 16 inches, and it was more of a dull gold colour rather than the smooth gilted shiny gold one that I saw in the shop. However, it was during the search, I came across a more modest sized Maneki Neko on Ebay- a mere 4cm; it was a bronze, vintage incense holder- new obsession mode initiated - I now wanted that one!<br />
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For a couple of days I kept checking this item on Ebay; I have never bid on anything before as I always <i>buy it now</i>- so I was getting a bit anxious about the whole bidding thing, reading up on the tips and tricks on successful bidding and the dark art of 'sniping'- where you swoop in on the final seconds of the auction and place the bid.<br />
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In the remaining auction time, the bidding price for the Maneki Neko quickly increased; obviously someone else was as determined to own the item, but good fortune smiled (or in this case, waved) and I won the bidding battle- without the wallet being badly injured (just slightly bruised!)<br />
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</tbody></table>PS. I still would like a 3 ft gold Maneki Neko!Eye Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00145631612791119852noreply@blogger.com