Good advice. Been there, done that. Never hurts to be reminded. Thanks. Re-blogged from newauthoronline.com
The importance of checking prior to hitting the “publish” button on the WordPress dashboard was brought home to me this morning. I had (as is my usual practice) composed a poem entitled “Birds that Fly” using Microsoft Word. I then cut and pasted my poem into the edit field in “compose a new post” and, having selected tags and categories hit the “Publish” button. Up popped the dreaded “Mozilla crash reporter” indicating that something had gone awry. Having saved my poem in Word I wasn’t unduly concerned and restarted Firefox. Great! My draft had been automatically saved and all I had to do was hit the “publish” button for the second time. This I duly did only to find that “Birds that Fly” had (despite the earlier crash) in fact been published, leaving me with 2 posts with precisely the same content, including tags and categories! Had I taken a…
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If you are fond of traveling by water, seeing landscapes from the vantage point of a boat or a ship, you’ll be enchanted by the work of this authoress: Angela Wren, who writes about the landscapes along the rivers and canals of France.
…some Guest Blog Posts just have a way of truly ‘transporting’ yeez to another place and another time… here’s a delightful piece from my dear friend, Authoress, Angela Wren, whose own blog kicks off a new series of posts beginning today, May 17th and is all about Robert Louis Stevenson and his travels in France…
A Wooden Train to Paris
I have a dilemma to resolve. I’ve been poring over my maps of France for the past three or four weeks now, trying to decide where next to explore. I could re-travel old routes taken before and relive previous adventures or I could try something completely new. That’s my dilemma.
Robert Louis Stevenson has taken me through the Cévennes on a number of occasions and his first published book, An Inland Voyage, has made me think about taking the rivers and canals in northeast France to follow in his sway…
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Wait for it. . .the unexpected ending. Well done, Mr. Le Pard!
Amelia Johnson nodded. Her mother kept so little she didn’t expect much. Indeed, the framed portrait of her grandfather and four photo albums weren’t much to represent a life.
Zach touched her elbow and directed her gaze at the far wall. ‘We found that chest. It’s locked mind.’
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This is copied from a newsletter from a missionary my husband and I support. We don't hate anyone, but reasonableness is called for. It seems to me the solution is very simple: Install gender neutral bathrooms in public places or transgender people use family bathrooms. As far as public schools are concerned, each person should [...]
More amazing photography with information about each photo from alk3r.wordpress.com. Can’t get enough of these photos!
Ilha da Queimada Grande (Snake Island), Brazil
Hidden somewhere off the coast of Brazil, this island is widely recognized as the most dangerous place on the planet. The reason for this is quite simple this place is full of one of the most venomous snakes in the world, Bothrops. Researchers estimate that about five snakes per square meter live on the island. There are several stories of people succumbing to the deadly predators in no time at all.
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Astounding photos from alk3r.wordpress.com
These photos were taken near Mutnovsky volcano, Kamchatka krai, in 2012. Last winter was not snowy, and the summer was hot. Therefore huge snow piles that never melt reduced in size greatly. As a result, a passage in the snow was opened leading to the cave underneath.
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This is a testimony of what real love is.
You are by far, the most important thing in my life…you have been from the beginning. Even before I knew you, I was searching for you, making you the center of my existence long before I ever saw your face. You are my greatest journey.
You accepted me from the beginning as I was, showing me what unconditional love meant, without demands, without lessons, without lectures. I know I was slower to follow, but you taught me well by your example–you are the first I have ever loved with my whole heart, unconditionally, without reservation or hesitation. You are my greatest Muse.
You have bad habits. Each one is so unique and special I couldn’t imagine you without them. I would miss each and every one of those unfortunate traits if you were to change them. You have been my greatest place of peace.
You have good habits. All…
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This is short and sweet. There was no reblog button on TheStoryReadingApe's blog site so I'll just post the link here. If you like thriller fiction with characters that leave you rooting for the hero and checking for sinister things in your house and under your bed, this author might just be your ticket to [...]
Oh, wait, this is 2016. My how time flies. In 1997 we put our house in Maryland in the hands of a real estate agent, gave power of attorney for the sale to a friend, and off we went to wild, barren, desert west: Quartzsite, Arizona. Back then the town's population was just over 800; [...]