tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72577286461890407272024-03-13T14:46:25.424-05:00One Tree Past The FenceFood and Life in PhotosKathleen Badehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09511937166340041010noreply@blogger.comBlogger333125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257728646189040727.post-47216557299138767312013-06-13T16:47:00.004-05:002013-06-13T16:47:54.212-05:00Hannah ... <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br /><br /> I thought it was time I gave my story with Hannah it's own page.<br /> We are over on facebook, and active there, but not everyone is FB friendly. <br /><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><a href="http://autisticimprints.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Autistic Imprints</a></span><br /><br /><br /> I think you'll enjoy this read. <br /><br />
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One Love. One Peace. Always and all ways. Kathleen Badehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09511937166340041010noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257728646189040727.post-29173507552375723162011-10-17T10:30:00.000-05:002011-10-17T10:30:18.325-05:00OOPSI changed the permissions on my flickr and realized it screwed up the html<br />
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KathleenKathleen Badehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09511937166340041010noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257728646189040727.post-8192806329696482212011-10-09T12:56:00.002-05:002011-10-12T16:44:27.496-05:00On The Subject of Living<div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Unbridled by the limitations we have learned, a child expresses joy.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Free to be living. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Free to be expressing.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">One Love. One Peace. Always and all ways.</div>Kathleen Badehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09511937166340041010noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257728646189040727.post-45505886419740828122011-10-08T20:08:00.005-05:002011-10-16T12:52:08.007-05:00Peter and PaigeIt was an honor to photograph this wedding ...<br />
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One Love. One Peace. Always and all ways.Kathleen Badehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09511937166340041010noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257728646189040727.post-14383508742684741812011-09-20T00:44:00.001-05:002011-12-07T15:58:51.920-06:00On the Subject of Integrity<div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">One Love. One Peace. Always and all ways. </div>Kathleen Badehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09511937166340041010noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257728646189040727.post-43069962256472420682011-09-06T00:57:00.001-05:002011-12-07T16:00:54.993-06:00love me ...<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/hurricanekate88/6118980841/" title="DERICK GRAD PICS MPLS 631a by Kathleen Bade, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6195/6118980841_67fa97c723_z.jpg" width="640" height="542" alt="DERICK GRAD PICS MPLS 631a"></a><br />
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One Love. One Peace. Always and all ways.Kathleen Badehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09511937166340041010noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257728646189040727.post-72550950830771861232011-08-30T10:03:00.003-05:002011-12-07T16:01:50.901-06:00And they called it puppy love ...<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/hurricanekate88/6076203109/" title="puppy, SYNDEYS PIZZA 001b by Kathleen Bade, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6069/6076203109_3c07d153d3_z.jpg" width="640" height="427" alt="puppy, SYNDEYS PIZZA 001b"></a><br />
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One Love. One Peace. All ways and all ways.Kathleen Badehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09511937166340041010noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257728646189040727.post-3843002402631169622011-08-29T10:18:00.001-05:002011-12-07T16:04:08.753-06:00On the Subject of Surrender<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">We all possess the thunder of pure fury and the calm breeze of tranquility. </div><div style="text-align: center;">If it wasn't for tomorrow, how much would we get done today? </div><div style="text-align: center;">Whatever your purpose... embrace it completely. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Get lost in the clouds every now and then so you never lose sight of God's wonder. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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One Love. One Peace. Always and all ways.Kathleen Badehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09511937166340041010noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257728646189040727.post-32221309662001607012011-08-14T12:18:00.005-05:002011-12-07T16:19:46.007-06:00Goodnight Moon<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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One Love. One Peace. Always and all ways.Kathleen Badehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09511937166340041010noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257728646189040727.post-32600076889596341142011-08-09T13:19:00.007-05:002012-03-21T11:18:57.926-05:00On The Subject of Forward Movement<div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">One Love. One Peace. Always and all ways. </div>Kathleen Badehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09511937166340041010noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257728646189040727.post-26183790006490031182011-08-08T21:35:00.004-05:002012-03-21T11:14:38.676-05:00Martha Graham<div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">There is a vitality, a life force, a quickening</div><div style="text-align: center;">That is translated through you into action,</div><div style="text-align: center;">And because there is only one of you in all time,</div><div style="text-align: center;">This expression is unique.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">One Love. One Peace. Always and all ways</div>Kathleen Badehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09511937166340041010noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257728646189040727.post-79520781897790141682011-08-07T09:05:00.005-05:002012-03-21T11:22:02.539-05:00I've been a little ...<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">One Love. One peace. Always and all ways. </div>Kathleen Badehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09511937166340041010noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257728646189040727.post-92130878008535663202011-07-29T09:23:00.004-05:002012-03-21T11:24:07.762-05:00If I could ...describe my life with one picture ...<br />
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It's filled with the colors of love, <br />
it's peaceful and calm, <br />
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Having purpose. <br />
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I've started a new project.<br />
It's still in the baby stages. <br />
On Facebook, in two short days we're almost to 300.<br />
I think that's a good indication that I'm on to something here.<br />
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One Love. One Peace. Always and all ways.Kathleen Badehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09511937166340041010noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257728646189040727.post-53358939007508760192011-07-26T13:27:00.001-05:002011-12-07T15:57:55.347-06:00His Great Hope ...<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/hurricanekate88/5787010993/" title="IMG_9092a by Kathleen Bade, on Flickr"><img alt="IMG_9092a" height="427" src="http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3328/5787010993_7f5334c3e5_z.jpg" width="640" /></a><br />
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There He was, alone amidst the sweeping waves and stormy Seas of life.<br />
His soul tossing and turning, regretting past mistakes, missed opportunities, and failure.<br />
The Dark Clouds of the abyssmal Sea looked bleak.<br />
He was destined, for sure, to die slowly as He sunk below the water.<br />
It was coming, He knew. The skies were getting darker as the time went by.<br />
He succumbed to the notion of His own demise. He had nothing.<br />
Then, She came....<br />
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Right before His eyes, the sky parted in a majestical scene.<br />
A ray of warm sunshine beamed down on His face and gave Him warmth.<br />
It was an odd feeling, having spent what seemed like an eternity<br />
in the cold vastness of an empty abyss. The feeling was queer.<br />
It was a feeling He hadn't felt in a long time, so long that He wanted to be afraid,<br />
wanted to find a dark spot. He got used to the dark. It shielded Him for so long<br />
from the light of his past transgresions. In this light that was blessing Him,<br />
He wondered what to do. What was happening and why was it happening;<br />
He just couldn't understand.<br />
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The light had a name. It was Hope. Hope was just there; having always been there.<br />
She was merely blocked out by the Dark Clouds that He had inherited from destiny.<br />
Hope had come in a time where He didn't believe She even existed.<br />
The ilk of the Dark Clouds in His life had tainted Him into believing<br />
that all there was in life was Them. For the Dark Clouds had seared His eyes<br />
with apparent dillusions of the notion that They were all that were there.<br />
Aye those Dark Clouds, with Their overt sense of self-import, tricked Him<br />
into believing that what They were was of the paramount. Hope challenged that.<br />
The Dark Clouds were only a small part of the Sea.<br />
They had Their importance and fuction in life that was equal to all other things great and small.<br />
Hope let Him know that He was important, too.<br />
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He was mesmerized by this. Could She be so daft as to think<br />
that He was of any consequence to anyone or anything? Had She not known<br />
that it was in the Kharma that He was to be but a bit of floating debris drifting<br />
in the sea like the waste of a passing ship that was jettisoned overboard,<br />
lest it become a burden to someone?<br />
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Had She not been told that His job in life had but one course;<br />
to serve His purpose and be set aside until next time? He HAD served His purpose.<br />
He had done it as best as He could. Apparently, Hope knew nothing of this.<br />
She must not have known about what a failure He had been,<br />
that tool that just didn't quite measure up. He was broken,<br />
like an over-torqued wrench, a bent nail, a bolt stripped of it's fine threads.<br />
Did She not see that He wasn't to be fixed? Not to be saved?<br />
What was Her blindness to the truth? Hadn't the Omniscient Dark Cloud informed Her,<br />
taught Her, or guided Her to the knowing that this is how it was?<br />
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Hope saw all. Hope knew all. She was, after all, Hope... <br />
Hope shone on His face and gave a warmth that He was starting to accept.<br />
She was showing Him all the scenery that the Sea had to offer.<br />
He started to take a liken to Her. Hope was there. As long as the Dark Clouds stayed away,<br />
She would be there. Upon their approach, She would then slip back away, He thought.<br />
They were coming again, those Dark Clouds, full of despariaging remarks and subversive mood.<br />
He would be, once again, alone to deal with Them. She would become a memory.<br />
He knew She had a jouney of Her own. For She had a path Herself She'd travel.<br />
He thought it was a one way journey.<br />
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But Hope had something in store for Him...<br />
Hope DID have a journey in store. The Great Celestial Being<br />
had created Her to take a journey. To cast light on the faces of others near and afar.<br />
To give them the same strength that He had seen and felt.<br />
She was to envelope the Seas of the other side of the Earth<br />
with that same beauty and sunshine that had been exposed to His.<br />
She had a darker test to complete herself. One in which He wanted<br />
Her to be victorious. She HAD to come back to Him. He needed Her so bad.<br />
The Seas seemed more beautiful when She was around.<br />
Despite the waves that enveloped Him oft times, His only desire was to see<br />
Her when He resurfaced. Hope was all that brought Him fighting<br />
to get to the surface for surely He would've never came up again had<br />
She not been there. He thanked the Great Being for presenting Her to Him at all,<br />
the least of which during His peril. Had He met His fate, He would take solace in<br />
knowing that She even existed. What's more, the Great Being blessed Him with<br />
Her presence at all. For He now knew, He HAD done something right<br />
in His meek existance to accord such a beautiful payback.<br />
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But then There was Hope...<br />
Hope was in Her Journey. She had a dark side She had to traverse.<br />
It was of great risk;of great uncertainty. She wanted to see Him.<br />
Among all the waves, He was someone She could appreciate.<br />
He looked at Her and made Her feel wanted, special. It made Her shine brightly<br />
as She spread Her rays of Hope to all who came into view.<br />
She DID want to see Him again, right? She WAS sure?<br />
Would He be there when She returned. Or would Her struggle to success<br />
and subsequent return to His last vestage be for naught? She struggled to come<br />
back and the tought of seeing Him gave Her strength. He gave Her the push<br />
needed to speed around to Him and where She last left Him.<br />
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But there was He...<br />
Hope came around the Horizon. He revelled at the sight of Her,<br />
the Hope that He knew. The Dark Clouds and what the mere thought<br />
of what They had done to Him had disappeared. Those sundering waves had subsided.<br />
The Land was in sight. He smiled. He smiled like he had never smiled before.<br />
For He knew....<br />
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He knew He had been given...HOPE<br />
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When someone treats you or speaks to you with disrespect, your body reacts to it.<br />
You know immediately, don't ignore what your body tell is telling you. </div><div style="text-align: center;">People who falsify like to keep you second guessing yourself, don't.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Somewhere deep down ... you know what you need to know. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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No, I know they are.<br />
New beginnings.<br />
New Journeys.<br />
I've opened the door to some things,<br />
things that are going to be bigger than I imagined.<br />
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I don't mean to sound cheesy when I say<br />
I love life, I mean I really love life, all of it.<br />
In the end it's all good. It's a big ole garden full<br />
of flowers, and weeds, and worms and dirt and...<br />
well ... playin in the garden get's messy sometimes.<br />
But some very beautiful things grow there. <br />
It's all good.<br />
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They only bloom in early summer. <br />
They grow in the ditches on the sides of the road,<br />
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One Love. One Peace. Always and all ways.Kathleen Badehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09511937166340041010noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257728646189040727.post-12616050895861607862011-07-19T09:01:00.002-05:002012-03-21T11:29:47.488-05:00Postcards From the Fence<div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I've looked at clouds from both sides now</div><div style="text-align: center;">From up and down, and still somehow</div><div style="text-align: center;">It's cloud illusions I recall</div><div style="text-align: center;">I really don't know clouds at all</div><br />
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One Love. One Peace. Always and all ways.Kathleen Badehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09511937166340041010noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257728646189040727.post-25903355091173365702011-07-17T11:35:00.006-05:002012-03-21T11:32:15.876-05:00Beautiful Scenery<div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">I've photographed Brooke since she was three. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I had the privilege of photographing her this week.<br />
Your heart baby girl is the most beautiful part of you. <br />
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