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I rely on a wind turbine for my electricty. I am just too far away from any other energy source. My outside lighting is all solar powered but not by any solar panels up on a roof. But by small little squares they have on them. My fuel is from my sustainable wood.I dont even have a telephone line. The cost is just more than I am, willing to pay. So I either constantly lose signal or I run up my horseshoe of hills and get a better signal via the airbase next door. They provide me with free internet and global television coverage. I believe in green energy. I dont know if I would agree to windfarms on every acre of land or wavepower in our surrounding sea. There is a happy medium to everything and we need to find a solution that doesnt cost Mother Nature.

A very good poem, being an abusee myself I know where it came from. Totally different circumstances but the pain is the same. Poetry takes so many forms and this is good Well Done

Thank you Yettie and Cassie, it is so good to see there is support out there and here. In my opinion Bee, and it is just that "my opinion". Being diagnosed is a conformation of what you have been denying is wrong with you, depression is an illness, a state of mind. Does it have a cure? who knows? but it isnt a label to hide behind, or gain sympathy for. Felling someone elses pain is self explanitory. You care about them, so what hurts them hurts you. I dont know if your illness stops you caring about people. I assume it does. As for hugs I agree with Cassie just because you dont like them personally, doesnt mean other people dont. I've never had hugs until recently. Up to now I have to say that the hugs I've had from Moira and Ruth, Lukey's girls are the best feeling ever. So Hugs all

What a suprise that was. All my life I have hated every sort of religion. I know it isnt a religion now. That was highly enlightening. I feel refreshed and new. A great story Your descriptions gave so many images. I was curious about what happened to Vic, but that didnt last long. An amazing read thank you

I'm always amazed how many visit here when I take a day off LOL. I dont mean a day off work, I mean a day of this thread. You are all awesome amazing people. All leaning on each other and knowing here, there is a hug, an ear and a shoulder to cry on. What can I say that helps KC? Apart from what Comic (Unc) has already said. We hurt, by your hurt,. I dont miss my mum but the fears continue, the nightmares the flashbacks, And then I'm down. I can sit here talking to Stuby on skype and suddenly the nasty words filter through and my mood drops like an anvil from a height. I can be laughing one minute and crying the next. Those times are less now but they still happen, You are so loved here KC I hope you know that. And there is always someone here to open their arms and their hearts. Please stay well people and keep talking. And great big hugs all round

Love it KC It really is opening up to quite a story. What got me interested in the pool scene was Gibby getting hard at the water, very interesting. You know I love Amanda, and this chapter made her pretty sluttish too which I liked. I too like the relationship between dad and Gibby. It is envious. I dont know why but something gripes me about Ethan. I'm looking forward to reading more about him and Amanda. Gibby is so awesome I want him for me Just dont tell Stuby WTG KC another amazing chapter

LOLYettie, not so much of the ickle, i'm taller than you Awww Lily hope you get well soon I'm trying to tackle one issue at a time right now, baby steps everyone tells me. And yeah its hard, because I also have a farm to run and animals and people to look after, and keep my Stuby happy too. It's a juggling act, I'm not always winning. hugs all

Hey Yettie, We all come here to have a rant, vent or just open our souls. We have all improved a little i think. Lily!!! You have your internet back YAY !!!!! Hope your feeling better now

Happy Birthday Adam

Thanks Yettie LOL Glad you liked it. It was great fun to do. Thanks again

Rebirth The stagnant air clung to my clothes. The foul stench of rotting earth and of stagnant ponds, contaminated by the foliage that fell from the deciduous trees around them, made my nose hairs recoil. I had arrived at the crossroads on the track. One way; a walk in the moonlight, the stars twinkling, but it took several hours. The other way; dark, dank and as scary as hell, but so much shorter. It cut maybe two hours off my journey. It had been so long since I had walked this path.

A scary tale of a new beginning

Nice one

I purposely kept them as human like as possible. I'm at one with nature and all that I have. Especially my wood is really something special:) Thanks for reviewing

Thank you Joe I'm as sly as a fox and as hungry as a wold and damn sneaky too lol Thanks again

LMFAO Oh KC thank you I hurt with laughing and Stubykins says you're naughty I wonder where he got that idea lol.Thank you KC you made my day

I cant stop laughing LOL you are wonderful KC thank you

LOL oh you silly muppet Thanks for reading and reviewing KC major huge hugs

Happy Birthday Myr

Glad to here you're going to enjoy a lazy weekend I watch the odd grand prix, I dont really know about nascar Have fun Hugs all round

Thank you so much Bleu It's about my wood and my home and nature all our my loves Thanks again

Awwww thank you Conner. I guilty just found this lol It really was so much fun to do thanks again

Awwww thank you Bugsy It was fun too do. It's my world and I love it Thanks again

LOL actually I am Teasel and Stuby is Apple Thanks for reading and reviewing

LOL actually I am Teasel and Stuby is Apple Thanks for reading and reviewing