So true. Love the puppy's blue eyes.
"A ship is safe in harbor but that's not what ships are for." -- William Shedd“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.” -- Mark Twain
a very guarded commentyep
It doesn't matter whether you are guarded for your safety or your criminal activity...you are a prisoner!
how true, how true.
"Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature, nor do the children of men as a whole experience it. Avoidance of danger is no safer in the long run than outright exposure. Life is either a daring adventure, or nothing." - Helen Keller
You are right but if we lived forever do you not think life would get boreing. Out with the old to make room for the new.
Both the picture and the statement brought a smile to my face.
Life Love LiveLifeFreedomCaged NotLifeSafetyNo GuarantyLifeMovementIn ActionLifeOverRegrets NoneJosh
Then again, if you bust out of the mold, or were never in it, you better be a genious or you will be branded.I like the 'silent majority' classification.No threeper flags in the yard, no 'letters to the editor', no 'open carry demos', we are just doing what Americans have been doing for 200+ years.Working together to help each other and watch our 6.Doc, we love your posts, please continue.
I would like to make a change fromLifeMovementIn ActionTo:LifeLiveIn ActionSigh... never happy with a first draft,Josh
Awww... Cute Pooch, Brigid.
Correct, my dear.Ya gotta go for the gusto!!BobIII
That attitutde has gotten me into more trouble when hiking, riding motorcycles, driving cars (at work) and flying aircraft...but hey--Life!
I've built and lost 3 woodworking businesses.... broken my right leg three times, twice skiing in white-out conditions..... pushed a motorcycle thru a barbed wire fence (Luckily the motorcycle preceded my body and took the brunt of the damage....had a defective ladder collapse under me with 90 lbs of roughsawn white oak on my shoulder....damn near washed away by a flash flood on Bear Creek whilst fly-fishing.... driven my ol'1985 Toy 4X4 truck in places where angels fear to tread....(except for the three scarred and well worn fellers: Bubba and the Big Boys), who have saved my scrawny fanny more times than I care to remember!That does not take into consideration the Dark Ages in SoCal (1968 to 1971), when unrecalled quantities of psychoactive chemicals were ingested in some very questionable environs....And yes, there was alcohol involved. -- Which reminds me of my British Racing Green MGA-MKII and the 1950 Mercedes 180 sedan, both of which enjoyed flying low thru the Santiago Canyon complex above Laguna Beach.I'm sixty frikken three plus years of age. *AND*...I am not done. Working on opening another custom woodworking business, looking forward to this year's dove and antelope and deer hunts....with maybe some duck, goose and pheasant thrown in for good measure.-- I just don't do it as fast or as much on the edge as I used to. Guffaw in AZ's Helen Keller quote is dead on.
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