Tuesday, November 22, 2016

Backing Up


I love to look backward and remember moments.

I do not want to remember
the moment this country went backward.

8 comments:

donna baker said...

Love making snowmen and forts. We lived in Iowa for a year and hightailed it out of there after the winter. Snow feet deep and cold and winds - you must have to grow up there to enjoy that.

Dirt Road Primitives said...

Amen!

Blessed be
Rhonda

Phyllis Brandon said...

What a cute picture. I've taken up reading fiction again so I don't listen to the news....

Karen Ann said...


Love the picture!

and.. *sigh. Yeah. that.

Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours -

susan hemann said...

yes indeed!

Studio Maywyn said...

I understand and sympathize with you. However, the American people don't go backward. What feels like backward has always been there. That is what I hope people strive to understand why. There's a great hypocrisy.

jinxxxygirl said...

We don't go backward... we put our best foot forward and make lemonade out of lemons... Chin up girlfriend we just need to get on with it......deb

oldgreymareprimitives said...


jinxxxygirl I respectfully disagree and profoundly. I’m not talking political preference here or win/lose crap. If you do your research, you will see the danger in this situation and the detrimental catastrophic changes that could affect our country and it’s relationship in the world for decades to come. There have been many dangerous men and demagogue attitudes down through the centuries; the fact that our democracy has never faced one before does not negate the possibility of occurrence here and now. If you are not concerned by who he is surrounding himself with, that he is already conferencing with business folk with whom he is personally invested, then you are just not paying attention.
And that’s not even mentioning that the bozo does not believe in climate change. I don’t care if it is evolutionary or environmentally caused - we have a fast approaching crisis.


You may be able to make lemonade out of lemons, but you cannot convert shit back into a tasty meal.