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I can't believe November is here and for many in the world , fulfilling wish lists and giving presents in this time period will be the norm.

For some of us, the work to match a gift with your loved one, will be strenuous but satisfying.

For many others, the time spent searching and lurking for the CORRECT beanie boo, or Ernie Banks autographed baseball card, will not only be strenuous but a harrowing and unforgiving experience.

But, for heaven's sake, how can I even write about any forthcoming holiday when the United States presidential elections are coming upon the world in less than 7 days!

For those swinging to the left or to the right of political opinion, either candidate will be catastrophic and rather than gift giving an exit to Canada might be on their list.

The Belle is Wringing is being revisited

I've been going through my photos I've posted and I came across one of my favorite shots.

She was at my favorite plaça, a plaça I sadly don't seem to frequent anymore.

But, the few times I'm there, I think of her.

She should be in her early twenties now. She could be in college, married with a child, or running for government office.

Many of the children are no longer children.

But come to think of it, I, who was then, am not the same now.

Are you?

Do YOU have any favorite photos of yours? Let me know I'd love to share them on my blog.
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Original POST:

... I could drink ice-cold gazpacho and have sugary lemonade.

I could delight in water balloon fights and be a victim of modern warfare.

This is what happened to the little girl in the green dress. Some lads sprayed not only her but also any child that passed by with the Banzai ....

To read the entire post click on the link below:

barcalunacy.blogspot.com/2008/08/belle-is-wringing.html

Do YOU pine for the good old days?

I can't believe my eyes. The young girl with the pink pig-tails passes me.

She makes me feel forlorn and nostalgic for all those stockings I threw out that didn't fit or had a 'run'.

Actually, upon musing, I was one of the first on line, in the old old days, to throw the garter belt out the window. And I felt FREE!!

Why hasn't anyone taken notice and shown interest in her?

I like what I see. She's funky but in a quiet and unobtrusive way.

Has the quirky become the new norm?