Art & Creativity


During interviews and general conversations with the public,one of the most difficult questions for me to answer(timely and thoroughly) is,”Why do you enjoy writing”?

So due to the challenge manifested in such a question,I pondered on creating an answer. Many reasons came to mind,but after digesting much”time for thought”,I managed to condense my response to three items. I enjoy writing for three reasons: self-expression,personal sensitivity and thirst for adventure.

“Self-expression” is our Creator’s gift to all-everyone has something to say. The difference comes with how a person expresses him or herself. Having an outlet to relieve ones inner turmoil or joy is necessary;and when the results is a wholesome creation of some type,it should be shared with others.Complexity arises when trying to express how others feel because a person’s self-expression(being a writer) is a prerequisite to understanding another’s expression(being an editor). There’s an interwovenness of personal feelings,dogma and personality associated with a person’s self-expression. Much of what writers’ convey is the result of the chemistry of feelings,experience or both.Most of the time the writers’ feelings prevail.Deep down in all of us there are voices whose vocal chords are pencils waiting to be sharpened and used. Self-expression is the breath of opinion,the dissipation of disposition and the only river worth drowning in. “Honesty” rules the castle of “self-expression”.

“Personal sensitivity” varies from person to person. Much of a person’s ethical,ethnical,moral and environmental exposers dictates his or her perception of the world. Some writers concentrate only on a certain discipline of their total resources. Others are more roaming and experimental as to absorb from a combination of all sensations obtained. Inspiration ignites sensitivity whether it be something heard,felt or read. To be able to define a sensation by the use of words is satisfying. Sensations make,break,increase and decrease the rhythms of ones mental and physical compositions. Ones “degree of compassion” rules the castle of “personal sensitivity”.

The “thirst for adventure” deters boredom. Anyone, whether being a writer or not,imagines events,incidents,possibilities and probabilities in their minds.These mental occurrences(visions) dwell within us for short periods of time and sometimes forever. But until the inspirations are subjected to some type of tangible(music,painting,literature,sculpture,etc.)medium, they can’t be documented and shared with others. If you don’t want to be creative,you won’t be!! Good writers aren’t born,they are crafted!!! You are the characters that you write about!! You’re a vital part of the incidents you describe. If you’re writing about a diehard tyrant,you are that tyrant!! If it’s a voyage around the world,you’re on that voyage!! Merely sitting in the boat won’t do it!!! One must set sail to quench the “thirst for adventure”.

Writers are day-in day-out dreamers,dressed in all colors,travelling across paper pulp by way of a dictionary.

Now I ask you,”Why do you enjoy writing”?

By: Arthur Charles Ford Sr.,poet/lyricist
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Copyright © .A.C.Ford,Sr.,2003

Every amateur genealogist is bound to hit a dead end every once in a while. Don’t lose hope. The information you’re looking for IS out there…it just might take a little more digging to find it. Here are some common problems – and their solutions — that trip up many family tree researchers:

1. Sorting out names.

Names can get you into a muddle if several of your ancestors share a name. Names were often passed on from one generation to the next, so you could find that three of your ancestors are all called James Clifton Sterling. Who’s who? If you’re confused about names, the answer is to talk to the older members of your family, NOW. This is a vital first step. If you don’t talk to them first, you’ll have to do it later. Ask for full names and nicknames, plus dates of birth, marriages, and dates of death of your ancestors. Ask whether anyone in the family has an old family Bible. You may even find that someone in the family has already traced his or her family tree, which will give a boost to your own searches.

2. Where do I start? Which line should I trace?

This is up to you. If you try to trace all your ancestors, it will likely take years because of the huge number of people involved. Start with your own surname; the surname you were born with. If you’re a married woman, this means your maiden name. If you know your four grandparents, start with the family that used to live, or still lives, close to where you live now, because you can use the public library and the record’s office in your area. If you don’t want to follow that line, then choose the rarest of the four surnames, because, ironically, a rare surname is often easier to trace than a common one.

3. I can’t find my great-grandfather!

Whenever you come to a complete dead-end, your first step is always to send for the birth certificate of the ancestor that you do know. Yes, it’s frustrating to wait, but when you receive the document, you’ll probably see why you were stumped. Let’s say you’re looking for your great-grandfather, Edward Thomas Carmichael, and he doesn’t seem to exist. By sending away for your grandfather’s birth certificate, you may find that his father was David Thomas Carmichael. In other words, someone’s memory has failed them, and they gave you an incorrect name. This is very common; don’t simply believe what your relatives tell you – people often confuse names and places and one branch of the family with another.

4. Why is it so hard to find information on European ancestors?

Everyone who was born in England or Wales since 1837 should have had his or her birth registered by the state. However, it’s estimated that in some parts of the country, as many as 15% of all births were not registered in the decades after 1837, because there was no penalty on parents for failing to register until 1875. Also, some parents believed that it wasn’t necessary to register the birth if the child was baptized. Therefore, if you’re looking for your English ancestors, start with the birth registration. Genfindit at http://www.genfindit.com/ offers to find birth, death and marriage certificates for a fee. Alternatively, try these free resources:

* The English Archives Network at http://www.a2a.org.uk (Note: this URL will eventually be changing to http://www.nationalarchives.gov.uk/a2a).

* FreeBMD, which lets you search birth, death and marriage indices in England and Wales from 1837 to 1902, with some records also up to 1983: http://freebmd.org.uk

5. I’m trying to find __________ and ___________ and ________ but
I’m getting nowhere.

Your problem here is a lack of focus. Always start with what you know: that is, with yourself, your parents, your grandparents, and your great-grandparents. Only after you’ve gathered all the names, dates and places of birth, dates of marriages, and dates and places of death for those who are deceased, should you attempt to go back further. Always focus on one branch at a time, and one or two names at a time. Once you have all the information on those, you’ll find that the information you’re looking for turns up and that there was really no need to stress over it in the first place. Also, remember to get proof. If someone in the family sends you a photocopy of great-great-grandfather’s birth certificate, that’s proof. But it’s not proof if someone tells you when and where they think he was born. You could end up tracing a branch of a family that you’re not even related to.

6. I spent hours at the library and I didn’t find a thing!

We all have days where the pickings are slim, and we feel as if we’re not gettinanywhere. However, consider that you did learn that your ancestors are not in those particular records. You’ve eliminated those sources, and it’s one more place you won’t have to search in the future.

7. I have conflicting information.

This happens more often than you’d think possible. If the census documents say your great-great grandfather was born in 1840, the old family Bible says he was born in 1852, and burial records say he was born in 1848, which do you believe? When this happens, try and corroborate one of the dates from another source. Census documents can be wrong, as can the information in the family Bible. In the 18th and 19th centuries, many babies died in infancy. Sometimes another child was given the name of a child who died. Burial records can be wrong, too – perhaps the undertaker made an error, or someone in the family gave the date incorrectly.

8. I can’t find the family in the census.

If you’re sure that your family lived in the county when the census was taken, but you can’t find them, there could be several reasons. Check:

* Alternate spellings.

* That you’re looking at the right county in the right state, several states have more than one county with the same name.

* The end of the county enumeration. If pages were stuck together when they were microfilmed, the missed pages were then filmed at the end of the county enumeration.

Don’t give up. It’s possible that the indexer made an error. Names were alphabetized incorrectly, or misread, or even omitted. If the census that you’re checking was indexed by several organizations, check to see whether your family appears in another index. It’s difficult for us to imagine how laborious it was to write everything – and to make copies – by hand.

8. I have two people in the same place at the same time with the same name: which is my ancestor?

This is a slightly different challenge from the above, “Sorting out names.” When you find two people with the same name in the same place at the same time, and either could be your ancestor, you’re going to have to examine the information, and perhaps gather more information, so that you can create a biography of these two people. Find official documents: did they own land? What about the census documents of that era? Can you locate a will for either of them? Study the information that you have, locate more information, and then work out which one was your ancestor. Certain names were popular in families, and in localities, because there was such a small marriage pool: people didn’t travel far in the 19th century and earlier, because travel was expensive and difficult. Names were passed on from generation to generation. This makes it difficult for you, so many years later, trying to work out who’s who.

Chris Simeral is the creator of the 7 Day Family Tree Genealogy Research Toolkit. For a free genealogy mini-course, visit http://www.7DayFamilyTree.com.

The first thing you need to start up a workplace for watch repair is a clean room or a spare room. You will then need to purchase a bench to work on it, a flat and square edged table is recommended.

The table top should be clean and flat so that any bits (watch parts) lying around can be detected easily.

Next, you need an adjustable chair so that you can work comfortably at different heights with a straight back.

A fluorescent table lamp is needed to lit up the working place, prefer a small table lamp that is not bulky to actually fill up most of your working bench space.

You should also ensure there are no other things placed on the floor that will hinder your search if ever you accidentally dropped some parts. A clean and neat floor is recommended so that the parts can be easily located and swept up.

Basic tools needed to start up include a brush to wipe away dirt, screwdrivers of different diameters and dust blower. You will also need oilers, magnification glasses, movement holders, tweezers and pliers.

After acquiring the basic tools, you might also want to have a cleaning machine that can be brought second hand. Cleaning machine is used for command cleaning, rinsing steps. A watchmaker’s lathe is also needed for cutting, polishing. Once you have all the required basic tools, you can be on your way to watch repairing.

Brian is a webmaster of http://www.clockwatchassembly.com and his hobby includes collecting antique watches and clocks. For more informations and his huge gallery of watches and clocks, visit his website at http://clockwatchassembly.com .

In 1773 Phyllis Wheatley became the first African American and the third woman in the United States to publish a book of poems. A second manuscript was written, but never published, nor found. Since that time, black female poets have spoken loud and clear about the angst and optimism of the black experience. Four of these sisters who broke new ground are Nikki Giovanni, Sonia Sanchez, Gwendolyn Brooks and Maya Angelou.

Yolande Cornelia “Nikki” Giovanni, Jr. was born June 7, 1943, in Knoxville, Tennessee and grew up in Cincinnati, Ohio. Giovanni attended Fisk University and In 1967 earned in B.A. in history. Later she became a professor of writing and literature at Virginia Polytechnic Institute and State University. She has penned two dozen books, most notably her works of poetry during the 60s. These works include “Black Feeling, Black Talk” (1968), “Black Judgement” (1968), and “Re: Creation” (1970). Her three most recent works are “Love Poems,” “Blues: For All the Changes,” and “Quilting the Black-Eyed Pea; Poems and Not Quite Poems,” and “Ego-Tripping and Other Poems for Young People.” In 1988 she published a collection of essays, “Sacred Cows…and Other Edibles.”

It has been written that, “Her collection of poetry, ‘Black Feeling, Black Talk, Black Judgement,’ captures the militant attitude of the civil rights and Black Art movements of that time.”

Wilsonia Sonia Benita Sanchez is a poet/playwright and educator borm September 9, 1934, in Birmingham, Alabama. Like Ms. Giovanni she earned a B.A. degree. Sanchez received hers in political science from Hunter College in 1955. She has won numerous literary honors including the Lucretia Mott Award, a National Endowment for the Arts award and an honorary Ph.D from Wilberforce University (1972).

In 1972 Sanchez joined the Nation of Islam. However, she left in 1975 because some of her views conflicted with the Nation of Islam’s position on women’s roles. Sanchez has always been known for the fact that her political activism is also evident in her plays and poetry. Her work includes, “Homegirls & Hand Grenades” (1985), for which she received the American Book Award. Her most notable plays include, “The Bronx is Next” (1970), “Sister Sonji” (1972), “Malcolm Man/Don’t Live Here No More” (1979), and “I’m Black When I’m Singing, I’m Blue When I Ain’t” (1982).

In 1965 she joined the faculty at San Francisco State University. She also taught at Rutgers University, the University of Pittsburgh, Manhattan Community College of CUNY; The City College of CUNY, Amherst College, and the University of Pennsylvania. Ten years later she was on the faculty of Temple University.

Gwendolyn Brooks was born June 7, 1917 in Topeka, Kansas. However, the Brooks family soon moved to Chicago. According to researcher Kenny Jackson, as a young woman Brooks was fortunate enough to meet “James Weldon Johnson and Langston Hughes, who urged her to read modern poetry–especially the work of Ezra Pound, T. S. Eliot, and e. e. cummings–and who emphasized the need to write as much and as frequently as she possibly could.”

Subsequently, much of her work was featured in the Chicago Defender. In 1945 her first book of poetry was published, “A Street In Bronzeville.” That same year she received a Guggenheim Fellowship. While it was critically well received, as was her second book 1949’s “Annie Allen.” Five years hence Ms. Brooks struck pay-dirt. That year she became the first black woman to win a Pulitzer Prize.

Over the years she was invited to read at a Library of Congress poetry festival (1962), named as a poetry consultant to that same body (1985) and in 1994 she was selected by the National Endowment for the Humanities as the 1994 Jefferson Lecturer, the highest award in the humanities given by the federal government.

According to Jackson, “A turning point in her career came in 1967 when she attended the Fisk University Second Black Writers’ Conference and decided to become more involved in the Black Arts movement. She became one of the most visible articulators of ‘the black aesthetic.’ Her ‘awakening’ led to a shift away from a major publishing house to smaller black ones. While some critics found an angrier tone in her work, elements of protest had always been present in her writing and her awareness of social issues did not result in diatribes at the expense of her clear commitment to aesthetic principles.”

Some of her works include, “Bronzeville Boys and Girls” (1956), “In the Mecca” (1968).

“The Bean Eaters” (1960), “Selected Poems” (1963), and “Report from Part One: An Autobiography” (1972). Her latest work is a book of poetry titled, “In Montgomery.” Many of her poems are powerful pieces that dealt with the abject nature of inner city life and racial inequality. It has been written that the impetus for a lot of her work came about by “looking out of the window of her second-floor apartment house in Chicago.” Perhaps Brooks is best known for the succinct and soulful, “We Real Cool”:

We real cool. We

Left school. We

Lurk late. We

Strike straight. We

Sing sin. We

Thin gin. We

Jazz June. We

Die soon.

Brooks said of the pool players in her classic work, “They have no pretensions to any glamour. They are supposedly dropouts, or at least they’re in the poolroom when they should possibly be in school. You’re supposed to stop after the ‘We’ and think about their validity…I want to represent their basic uncertainty, which they don’t bother to question every day.”

Maya Angelou was born Marguerite Ann Johnson on April 4, 1928 in St. Louis, Missouri. During her twenties Maya studied dance in New York City and also sang in nightclubs on both coasts. She has lived all over the world, even serving as editor for The Arab Observer, a Cairo newspaper. She also taught in music and drama in Ghana and studied cinematography in Sweden. Marguerite later married Tosh Angelos, a Greek-American sailor. Theirs was a short-lived marriage and they divorced.

Angelou is a poet, actor, director, producer and author of stage, film and television. She is the author of “I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings” (1969), which focused on growing up in the racist South and her rape by her mother’s boyfriend, and her volume of poetry “Just Give Me a Cool Drink of Water ‘Fore I Die” (1971). She earned a Pulitzer Prize nomination for the score she wrote for the film, “Georgia.” In 1977, she was nominated for an Emmy award for her portrayal of Nyo Boto in the television miniseries”Roots.”

She has served under Presidents Ford and Carter, as a member of the Bicentennial Commission and a member of the Commission for the International Woman of the Year. In 1993, she was asked to read an original poem for the William Jefferson Clinton inauguration—a piece titled, On the Pulse of Morning.”

According to Wikipedia, “Comedian David Alan Grier spoofed Angelou while hosting the sketch comedy show Saturday Night Live. The gag was that Angelou (played by Grier) had been hired as the new spokesperson for Pennzoil motor oils. In character, Grier read a poem dramatically, using Afrocentrism as an analogy for motor oil. There was a similar joke during the same episode with Grier-as-Angelou hawking Froot Loops breakfast cereal. Angelou is said to have requested a copy of the sketch on videotape because she so enjoyed it.”

Angelou once penned:



…Men themselves have wondered



What they see in me.



They try so much



But they can’t touch



My inner mystery.



When I try to show them



They say they still can’t see.



I say,



It’s the arch of my back,



The sun of my smile,



The ride of my breasts,



The grace of my style.



I’m a woman



Phenomenally.



Phenomenal woman,



That’s me…

Sources:

Nikki Giovanni biography Wikipedia

“Women of Color Women of Word, African American Female Playwrights—Sonia Sanchez.” Author and publication unknown.

“An Interview with Brooks: On ‘We Real Cool’,” by George Stavros

“Gwendolyn Brooks’ Life and Career,” by Kenny Jackson Williams

“Maya Angelou, biography,”

Timothy N. Stelly, Sr. is a novelist who resides in NMorthern California. He is the author of “Tempest In The Stone,” “The Malice of Cain” and “Like A Straight-Up Sucka.” He is also a poet and featured coluimnist at useless-knowledge.com

If you have old, plain t-shirts, or buy some plain ones you can design your own t-shirt.
You can choose if you want to use buttons, bows or if you simply want to use iron-on-transfers. Iron-on-transfers come in many motifs and are easy to apply. You can also use rivets, beads, ribbons or you can cut out details from some old clothes.

Making a personal t-shirt is a perfect gift to your family and friends. Use your creative skills and you are sure no one else has exactly the same t-shirt as you! You can also transform canvas bags into your own art, or any other plain fabric you might have. Your imagination is your only limit!

Giving your kids a personal t-shirt will definitively be a hit!

This is how you do
Pick a plain t-shirt, bag or plain fabric. Choose where you will place your design, whether it is a button design or iron-on-transfer design. If you want the design to be centred it is advisable to measure it so you are sure you find the centre. If you use an iron-on-transfer, carefully iron it on the t-shirt. Cover with a kitchen towel and do a firm ironing. Carefully hand wash to make the transfer sit tight.

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A poetic comment that just welled up inside my head – why cant we just do something – before many more are dead?

How pious those politicians are,
When up there on T.V.
Saying that, all the things they do,
They do for you and me.

I don’t remember requesting weapons,
Or to send my sons to war.
Just how many tons of food,
Would all that money provide for?

I didn’t ask for that highway,
Or the ‘modern art’ with purple lights.
I would rather all those millions,
Helped with Human Rights.

Did I ask to stockpile food in hangars,
Until the price goes high.
Why can’t we send it, to Africa,
Instead of letting them die.

The cost of clothes, for the ‘P.M’s’ wife,
Or even the President’s daughter.
Would probably give thousands of villages,
Access to clean water.

And if every politician, in the world,
Gave just one tenth of their wages.
It would feed millions of people in Africa,
Help them survive for ages.

If we must invade some countries,
Because of ‘principles’ so high.
How about those, spending money on weapons,
While their people die.

Conglomerates make huge profits,
Feeding those, already obese.
So why can’t they spare some millions,
To help fight this disease?

So Mister Politician, if you are itching to invade,
Let’s all invade Africa, with help and love and aid!

So now it’s over to you, let your voice be heard. Don’t let this sin continue, it really is absurd!

EzineArticles Expert Author John Roberts

John Roberts is a Freelance Training Consultant in the UK and a Director of JayrConsulting Ltd. http://www.jayrconsulting.co.uk

I heard an angel sing last night.

She used to dwell inside my soul.

She mustered up her strength to tell me,

“Pages turn and enemies can fold.”

Flags fly at half mast,

dreams crumble.

spirits cease to be.

Creativity sighs a lonely call.

Gentle lambs do not lie here anymore.

Her calm swept across my face.

Her whisper had been lost.

I longed for when I really heard her.

I measured all and could not see,

not you, not me.

Accidents will happen.

I cleared my empty glass.

I bought a tiny ribbon

and tied it to my moods.

I cradled a stone of mercy

and carried it for penitence.

Apologies once freed,

lend hope to a careless loss of precision.

I found those leaves were hidden.

It felt so unkind,

so cold.

I had nothing there to warm me,

no berries in my basket,

only feathers carved in stone.

There were blades of grass,

that reached the sky.

There were bodies on the highway.

I held myself as she turned the page,

and said,

“You are not alone.”

When someone comes along the path,

maybe they will pick up the cradle,

then with a softer vision,

find a lovelier candle.

I sat across the table

from a heroine of light.

The moon would not forgive me.

I had all the stories in my pocket

and tiny grains of sand.

I told her I’d been humbled

and I did not understand.

She set aside her book of colors,

kneeling by it’s side.

“There are cheaters in the closet”, she said

“and vacuums down the hall.

There are prices for the wise.”

If I lack the salt of luck

to throw across my shoulder.

If I wander through all the treasures,

this life,

the ache,

the opportunity…..

If I leave these words,

commit their little spirits,

if I can, can you?

Hold me close dear angel,

muster up a little tune,

and rock me like a serpent

that rises to the moon.

About Me

Name:Kathy Ostman-Magnusen

Location:Hawaii, United States

Aloha! I am a figurative artist and Illustrator. If you check out my website you
will see that I am very prolific in oils. My paintings are collected worldwide. I
also do sculpture; images available upon request. I have illustrated for Hay
House Inc. , Neil Davidson, who was considered for the Pulitzer Prize in feature
writing, and several other publications. I also enjoy story writing and poetry. All
of the paintings,stories and poems are written by me. Check out my website
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As the mom of a three and a five year old, I’ve been
to many school events, community festivals and charity
functions where the face painting booth, no matter
what else was going on, was the star attraction.

So I began to wonder, why is it that face painting
booths are so popular?

Attention - All children crave attention. Come to
think of it, most adults do too. When a child is
sitting in the chair, the face painter is completely
focused on that child. You can just see how special
that child feels at that moment.

Creativity - Any kind of painting is an expression of
creativity. When kids choose the design they wish to
have painted on their face, they take command of their
own creativity and self-expression.

Individuality - Kids are expected to have the right
toys…the right clothes. Generation after generation,
youngsters are encouraged to conform to be socially
accepted. Face Painting is one way to express
individuality.

Fun - Let’s face it. Having your face painted is just
plain fun. And is there any sweeter look than the
quick glances that kids take of themselves in the
mirror after a face painting session? That little
smirk on their face is priceless!

Face painting seemed like an awesome way to entertain
my kids on a rainy day. Face Painters make it look so
easy. I thought, “I can do that.”

I had so many questions, but not a clue where to
start. I searched face painting on the internet and
although I found some beautiful photos of full face
creations, they didn’t really help me much as a
beginner. I simply wanted to learn how to paint a
flower design on my daughter’s cheek. I knew,
however, that I could learn a lot from the artists who
create those kind of masterpieces.

So that’s exactly where I chose to begin. I wanted to
watch a face painter in action, talk to them, ask
questions, focus on their technique. That is a pretty
difficult thing to do in the middle of a festival or
birthday party, but not if you hire one to come to
your house…which is exactly what I did.

Hiring a face painting professional could cost
anywhere from $50 to over $200 an hour, depending on
where you live. But the information you glean will be
invaluable. Here are a few things I learned from my
friend, the professional face painter:

1. Do use the right paints. Don’t use any paints that
are not specifically designed for use on skin.

2. Don’t use cheap brushes. Spend at least $3.00
apiece on a few brushes and they will last a long
time.

3. Don’t try to be all things to all people. It isn’t
necessary to paint 100 perfect designs. A small
collection of 10 or 20 simple designs will make you
look like a hero to the children.

4. Do practice as much as you can…on people or on
paper. With practice comes speed.

5. Don’t be afraid of making a mistake. Children are
very forgiving, as is the paint. It’s easily
‘erasable’.

6. Don’t be nervous about fidgety kids. Speak calmly
and quietly and they’ll usually stay still.

7. Do have fun. Face painting is a therapeutic,
creative outlet.

8. Do share your newfound talent. Volunteer your
services at events and before you know it, someone may
offer to pay you!

JoAnne Westcott is the author of Easy Face Painting:
How You Can Get Professional Results Even If You’ve
Never Picked Up A Paintbrush. She is a work-at-home
mom of two girls, ages 3 and 5, and resides with her
husband in St. Louis, Missouri. You can learn more
about face painting and how to acquire the simple
skills to get started by visiting
http://www.easyfacepainting.com

I waited thee thro a lifetime of years,

Till now when camest, your beauty was blind.

‘Tis written, “He that seeketh, he shall find,”

Hidden, I have found thy next, in all they spheres,

By my city’s river, a voice no man hears

Save from the Hunger unknown but well divined:

From the Mississippi behind hidden wind

Like a blue star your eyes flow thro many tears!

Thou art the silence, the city’s soul; thou

The beauty of things, unseen upon my brow.

O likened to Civil War walls, once dreamed

And winter found perfect! Cup of mystery

Upon your stones forgotten suns have gleamed,

Whose waters are waters from unseen streams!

St. Paul, MN #1044 12/27/05. Note: I woke up this morning, and thought about my Christmas, in which I took my lovely wife down to Hidden Fall; being a St. Paul-lite, I had never seen the falls, faintly remember hearing about it. And took a three day search to find where it was, and as I have said, found it on Christmas Day, a most beautiful hidden falls along the Mississippi in St. Paul, Minnesota. Back at the Café bookstore, I go to daily, my brother showed up the following day, and after describing the falls, he being an International Photographer, sought its whereabouts out also. It is funny, I’ve lived here most of my life, was born her, and I doubt I will die here, but I didn’t even know where the most beautiful falls in St. Paul was. We do have Minnehaha Falls, but that is across the river and is in Minneapolis, not St. Paul. So those coming to St. Paul for a visit, it would be worth your time to see this (what I call) Civil War treasure.

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Your brilliance overwhelms the lands. Heavenly creation. Work of God’s hands.

Who of all his wonders burns as bright as you. Lighting up the heavens as only you will do.

Left breathless at your beauty. O’ Luminous creature from on high.

No words to truly capture you; a perfect vision in the sky.

Your fires illuminate the African earth. Your appearance each day a radiant rebirth.

You touch the Africas, all creatures, great and small. A celestial blaze prepared for one and all.

Your strength we feel as day goes on. Your intensity forceful; breezes gone.

We seek the shade as you burn bright. Man, and beast find shelter from your sight.

Your strength reflected in your effervescent glow, and fiery rays that pierce us to and fro.

What is like you O African sun? What can compare to or is like this one?

Painted skies made majestic by your mark. But soon you fade away as you let in the dark.

As night steps in and takes your place. The land will sleep till you awake.

Your faithful sentinels assist the night, offering up glimmers of sparkling lights.

When night in turn lets go its post, we long to receive our glorious host.

Our hope renewed as you appear. Our glorious African Sun is here.

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