Psalm 121:1, 2

I will lift my eyes to the hills
From whence comes my help?
My help comes from the Lord,
Who made heaven and earth.

Psalm 121:1,2

Music

A musician cannot move others unless he too is moved. He must of necessity feel all of the affects that he hopes to arouse in his audience, for the revealing of his own humour will stimulate a like humour in the listener.

Carl Philipp Emanuel Bach

I'll just start laying out the melody exactly where I want it to fall. And then I'll go back and fill it out. Whereas, in other pieces I'm really just going a couple bars at a time.
Danny Elfman

My day on Saturday...

The weather has turned cold, and the leaves have fallen off the trees.
The bustle and hustle of people going and coming from christmas shopping, makes McMinnville the busy place that it is, this time around. 
I threw a warm scarf around my neck and headed out the door with my mother..." Christmas shopping here we come".. I said to myself and slammed the car door shut, as we headed off the the downtown Saturday market.
When we arrived, Mom had me carrie her large grocery bags, but promised that I could look at all the tables to see if there was christmas presents for my friends. 
And yes there was,... Well I better not name the presents.. I might give it away to whoever is reading this... :-)
Anyhow... so off we went... tried some chai tea, and looked at all the knitted hats and scarfs.
Some friends that mom knew had a booth and made indian food there. Of course mom said we should get some... It was so spicy! I had to take a drink of water with every bite I took. But it was Yummy!! 


After Saturday Market... we ventured to where all the store were, to see if any of the black Friday sails were still going. 

Love Kara <3 

A Princess

This is a story of a princess who lives in a tall castle in the middle of  nowhere. 

She has golden hair that is very long and flowing and has rosy cheeks with blue eyes. Everyday when the princess is not doing chores in the house or reading she sits by the open window and dreams. She dreams of the far away countries and lands that have not been discovered, lands that have fields of flowers and towns with markets.

Her dreams and thoughts are interrupted by a clanging and knocking at her front door. 

"Come in. " she says. A short lady with dark hazel eyes glared from the door way. 

To be continued....

"A #2 pencil and a dream can take you anywhere."


Joyce A. Meyers


"Believe you can and you're halfway there."


Theodore Roosevelt

A chapter in the book.

"Something happened in this book, like I was in a dream. 

It seemed like I was there right then, but I wasn't it would seem.

The clouds seemed real and lightning flashed, 

the trees swayed back and forth.

Was there a meaning in all this... or was there something more?

The Cloudy Day...

The rain had fallen from the sky,

Just before the day.

I saw it happen right then and there, 

As if we were at play.

The clouds came in and there was thunder,

I couldn't tell you why.

As if there was a message there,

Right behind the sky.

The mass of clouds they came together, 

Pulling up the fog.

And as I know it came in quick,

Just like a bog.

by Kara Langley