Blog Time Out

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I received a message in a dream last night. I was in the shallow Mangroves at Snipes Point. It was a beautiful day. The skies were blue and the bellowing clouds seemed to speak too me. I kept hearing the words~Time and Out.

So, I am heeding the advice.

Be Back Soonish I am sure Smile



This is an PNG file and works great in emails on white background. It is floating. Here, not so. It has a WHITE Background and BOX around it. I do not like the BOX. My WordPress THEME (iTHEME2 THEME) used to have the option in customize to make it Light or Dark. White on black, or black on white. Now it is just the dark. I never cared for the light but it would make the transparencies pop more. It’s my favorite theme since I made it my own. So, I do not want to change it.

I am really hating these border crossings


Unknown Web Photo (Music in my Mind)

I’m trying new learning curves and the best way to do it.

Lots of Trials and Errors.

Oh and I know about the code to take out the box.

Photo from where you uploaded it too. Copy the html and insert.

At the bottom

Like this:

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 See, it looks see through when I write the post than after posting has the box around it and dark background. I am too confused. My brain is dead.

I feel like my hamster on his wheel running in circles. It’s a gif file so he runs the wheel.



Traffic Light Rule of Interaction


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Can we have a bit of whine and cheese with that please ?
The Traffic Light Rule of Interaction

I know for a fact I talk too much. I’ve been told to Shad Up on more than one occasion.

Wine really brings it out of me, like the intensity of water cascading from a waterfall.

I just have so many stories, experiences.

My dad was a great story teller. I could listen for hours the way he described situations. I miss his spirit, his enthusiasm for life.

His laughter.

Starfish – Saving One Makes All the Difference in the World

Today is my daughter’s 45 th Birthday.

As I mentioned in an prior blog   18 Wheels to Key West  she was my Starfish thrower and she saved me when she hypothetically threw me back in the ocean.

It reminds me of that song by Pink Floyd  “Wish You Were Here”

Excerpt from lyrics:

How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We’re just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.

I was that lost soul.

I have been clean since 1998. I arrived in Key West in 92.  Needlessness too say old habits die hard sometimes. I backslid on numerous occasions.

She was still in my corner.

We’re like Starfish…saving one makes all the difference in the world


The Starfish Story


adapted from The Star Thrower
by Loren Eiseley (1907 – 1977)

Once upon a time, there was a wise man who used to go to the ocean to do his writing. He had a habit of walking on the beach before he began his work.

One day, as he was walking along the shore, he looked down the beach and saw a human figure moving like a dancer. He smiled to himself at the thought of someone who would dance to the day, and so, he walked faster to catch up.

As he got closer, he noticed that the figure was that of a young man, and that what he was doing was not dancing at all. The young man was reaching down to the shore, picking up small objects, and throwing them into the ocean.

He came closer still and called out “Good morning! May I ask what it is that you are doing?”

The young man paused, looked up, and replied “Throwing starfish into the ocean.”

“I must ask, then, why are you throwing starfish into the ocean?” asked the somewhat startled wise man.

To this, the young man replied, “The sun is up and the tide is going out. If I don’t throw them in, they’ll die.”

Upon hearing this, the wise man commented, “But, young man, do you not realize that there are miles and miles of beach and there are starfish all along every mile? You can’t possibly make a difference!”

At this, the young man bent down, picked up yet another starfish, and threw it into the ocean. As it met the water, he said, “It made a difference for that one.”


The opal starfish is a replica of the starfish ring, that now resides on her finger that I also gifted her with.


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I designed this for her and put it in a beautiful frame.


© Cynthia Martz 2013

I also burned her our favorite songs from the Breaking Bad series.

Crystal Blue Persuasion

Jane’s Demise



Los Zafiros – He Venido

If I Had A Heart

Who’s Gonna Save My Soul

One By One

We Are Born When We Die



The Long Walk Alone

Line Of Fire

Baby Blue

Farewell Breaking Bad


The Planet Mars…

Mars gets too me in ways I feel overwhelmed at times. I can be so intense and that intensity when it comes to debates, sex, enthusiasm gets over charged at intervals. I really try to be less forceful, but my plutonium and Martian ways always seem too burst forth with little or no control. I mean well and have good intent, it just is taken the wrong way at times.

Sometimes I wonder if person’s really are listening…it seems if they were;  they would see what I was trying to say , not what they perceived me too say.

Life’s Canvas

I have been in a super creative mode and have neglected my blogging.

Dreams have been so intriguing. Seeing my loved ones that have passed on has been very insightful.

My design mode has set in. Birthdays, baby showers and other celebrations of life have triggered new designs and practical from the heart gifts.

I designed this for a five year old. I used rawhide for the handle, a pair of old jeans that I cut the pocket from. Added some heart beads. She loved it. I also made the little fabric lined jewelry box for her.


For the baby shower I burned a mix of lovely baby music and lullabies. I want to find the perfect frame for a photo creation I did in Photoshop. I have a few dandelion decals I will put on the frame. Sort of a 3-D effect should materialize Smile


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I pasted the fairy on the picture and added my thoughts on blowing on a dandelion.

Source of originals unknown.

My sister is turning 67 and I designed this one for her.



Peace within, or your lack thereof, always affects those around you.
When you choose peace within, others see that they too have this choice.

This is a wonderful gift.

Open Daily.

Painted Bells

I have only one thing to say about this. I love it! It brings back so many great memories of a wonderful time in my life.

I was so fucked up. Barely made it to the door.
They were upstairs and I put the usual album of the day,week,month,year…I played this OVER and OVER again.

In the rain I wondered nowhere at all. WHY!!!!! Can I NOT STOP ????.
Not to let the moment pass ,turn it around.

Holding my head in my hands

On one of my moves, I placed all my cherished plants and albums on top of my car. I forgot and headed for the interstate. I watched in my rear-view mirror as they blew on down the highway.


Winding down the Drury Lane
I fall with the evening rain
My thoughts with the water flow
Like steam rising off the road

Passers-by watch their step
To see that they don’t get wet
And I’ll just sit beneath this tree
Let the drops fall all over me
And watch the city lights flick on

The crowds collide just out of my reach
The taxi’s lights flash up and down the street
I sit and watch the faces go by
I don’t wonder where to or why

Cause it’s me, the rain, my warm dark pain
Alone at ease and nowhere at all
My thoughts just drift on back to you
It seems you’re here, so it must be true
We never parted, you never went away

So I order up another glass

©2012 Cynthia Martz
©2012 Cynthia Martz

Not to let the moment pass
Turning around in love with you
Oh, I know you loved me too
And it’s always been this way

Here sitting in my wet cafe
I catch a spark across the way
A string of tiny painted bells
Seem to have a tale to tell

A string of tiny painted bells
On someone who I once knew well
Is all that’s left, the rest’s not true
I smile, I see it’s really you
The rain will go, and you will too

And I order up another glass
Not to let the moment pass
Turning around in love with you
Oh, it got too hard to do
And it’s always been this way
Yes, it’s always been this way

On my second glass,not even full mind you and I am designing. I wanted an animation of pouring wine. Could find none so I took my own and recreated it.

Then, I notice the radio station and think MUSIC…Hold on one moment I have to change this horrid music !

That’s better. I happened to choose a CD I designed with a dragonfly on it and thought “well, that must be great music I made a playlist of ” NOT!

I am listening to Kitaro now “Silk Roads” but that is so,well do not bathe or drive a car while listening.

The other music was “Enigma” Until My Dying Day” or something that I really liked back in 2009. Now it disturbs me. I will never love anyone except myself to my dying day.

Hold on Kitaro has got to go…

The ? What makes a Guy a “REAL Man” ?

Owning up to whatever he produces, realize he is not all that, but he’s OK, RESPECT as Miss Franklin would holler, but Otis started it.

It is so gorgeous outside. I need to put on my walking shoes. The breeze is amazing. The sky is PINK again.

I have a pair of great sunglasses that when you look through them everything is PINK. I found them at a pawn shop. I did not pay for them. My Bad !

These are the Natives~Bolts.
Only problem, I have to wear contacts to use them. Drat !!!

Copyright ©2012~ Cynthia Martz
Copyright ©2012~ Cynthia Martz

It’s amazing what a bottle of wine can do too a person.

Well, we will not go there.

OK ?????

Albertson’s is sold out as of yesterday. Now Winn Dixie is open 24 hours . This is good because the clothing store went out, then Albertson’s ,back to Basics man. Winn Dixie is the BEST 24 Hour !

There are so many places closed down here 😦

Only the richest survive !!!!!

But, I am OK. As long as I get off the Island occasionally by way of a water craft I am a camper.

I was a bit concerned that I would be hanging out at the rift raft bars and pools this summer 🙂

But, all has changed. The BOAT is READY to run aground ( Just Kidding ) hopefully….and many SNIPES pictures will be entering your ZONE.

Ok, I think I am done !!

I am looking at this post and I am smiling. This is a great, awesome thing. Not too let the moment pass. It’s still the same. We have Loves, today my purr-fections, my singing birds in a Key West breeze are my bells.

Spread a little love today….something too remember…

But, the rest not true… so as we go.

I ordered another glass, not too let the moment pass.

The cyber universe decided they would “Poof” a lot of my post.

Just as well I guess.

The Universe knows best.

Silhouettes as Decor – Silhouette Art – Country Living

A Great Aunt of mine used to do this.My oldest sister still has the one of her that Great Aunty made when my sister was 4-5 years of age.

Scherenschnitte, the ancient art of papercutting, is German for ‘scissors snips.My ancestry is part German :)They used to be called “shades,” and sometimes “profiles,” “likenesses,” or “shadow pictures.” But the familiar black-and-white images we know as silhouettes would, by any name, be just as compelling.

So,there you go.

I lost mine along the highway of life,the Gypsy in me I suppose.

I have put a instruction book in my wish list on Amazon.It is called “Silhouettes, How to Cut for Fun and Money”

Silhouettes as Decor – Silhouette Art – Country Living.