There are times I want to run out into the street yelling…..”The World is not Fair.” Then that would be one of my truest statements. Yes I have to admit the world is not fair. I have to lump it and live with what I have. To lose something though brings that comment back to the frontal lobe. When windows Live Spaces made a batch of changes a few months back all kinds of gremlins crept in. No longer was WLS an easy place to navigate and meet people. Things were getting lost or not posted, then the hackers began ripping things up. Microsoft had a great and unique place but like so many youngsters, they think that any change is good. The geeks did not work through the changes nor understand what the consequences would be. Personally I’m surprised a blood sucker has not taken them to court. Microsoft talks about terms of service policy, a type of contract. A contract is a two way street and when party violates the agreement, there is the question of liability. So if the changes harmed any of the WLS users……. Microsoft may be in deep water and I don’t know it.
So here I am at WordPress. I’m going to have to start anew and see where this new adventure takes me. I’ll change the name of my blog site, something more fitting. I like courtyard, may go back to that.. What i hope is I can maintain contact with most of the people from WLS. I opened a bog on Google’s Blogger and it is okay, a few from WLS are there but it is not the same ambience as WLS was. See if WordPress ambience will be friendly as WLS used to be, also there are the graphics, the visits and comments. How to follow all of this now will take a learning curve on my part.
The little white feathery things are the seed pods for buffalo grass. It was the staple grass on the prairie and provides all the essential nutrients to the herbivores that browse on it, the buffalo, now bovines. It is very drought resistant with roots reaching into the ground hundreds of feet. All winter long the browsers will feed on the brown grasses keeping their bellies full through the bitterness of winter. A simple plant that carries so much importance to life. Oh there are other grasses but none as versatile as this one.
Fall brings the changes to the land to prepare it for spring. The old dies off the be the food for the fresh shoots of spring. In different to the passing train the horses go about chomping the green grass that the leaves of autumn bring.
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Have a great week and may the bird of paradise leave you no whitewash.