Willow Tree

Whoopee! I'm It! Someone Tagged Me

I've been tagged by Mozemen! Here's the rules if I tag you!
Pick five and fill in the blank then pass it on to three (or more!) victims friends (and no backsies!):

If I could be a scientist…
If I could be a farmer…
If I could be a musician…
If I could be a doctor…
If I could be a painter…
If I could be a gardener…
If I could be a missionary…
If I could be a chef…
If I could be an architect…
If I could be a linguist…
If I could be a psychologist…
If I could be a librarian…
If I could be an athlete…
If I could be a lawyer…
If I could be an inn-keeper…
If I could be a professor…
If I could be a writer…
If I could be a llama-rider…
If I could be a bonnie pirate…
If I could be an astronaut…
If I could be a world famous blogger…
If I could be a justice on any one court in the world…
If I could be married to any current famous political
figure…

If I could be a doctor I would strive hard to make certain the "Golden Years" were truly golden, and not a time of fog and pain, each moment one that could be filled with joy and discovery, one where one could learn and give till the last breath.

If I could be a writer I would bring to life all the worlds that live within me; all the strange people and exotic places, setting them loose to lift the spirits of the disenchanted, to amuse the disgruntled, bring tears and smiles to those who cannot cry or smile. I would send them to live in the minds of others that they may think beyond themselves, grow and in turn help others to grow in joy and wonderment.

If I could be an innkeeper I would have a little bed-and-breakfast by the sea. I would cater to famlies with well-behaved pets, to parents and children. I would serve hearty, trusty meals, with the taste of home and love. The rooms would be large and airy, there would not be a single t.v but instead beautiful gardens, a craft shop, lots of programs for children, families and adults, and a library full of books, known and forgotten. Hot coffee, tea and chocolate would be available all the time. And at night all the lights about the outside of the inn would be low as possible, just enough for safety so that one could take moonlit walks and look up to see the stars.

If I could be a librarian I would never come home--well except for a bath. I would have programs throughout the day; music, readings, art programs.
There would be plenty of quiet nooks for a child or adult to cozy up into to read. Everything would be on one floor, the children's library in the back, on a slightly raised platform so a parent could set their child down in saftey and find a book on their own.

If I could be a painter I would paint all the scenes I have that drift behind my eyes. I would paint the woman at the door, looking outward to what I don't know. That would be for the viewer to decide. I would paint a young woman lying in bed, covered with leaves of gold and red. I would paint the white trunks of trees, peeling to reveal deep grey. A blue porch, partially viewed in front. Blues, greys and whites. Nothing more. I would paint dreams for others to dip their imaginations into, so they can cross into countries of their own making.

And I'm tagging: letter b
pincushion and Anne RobinP Muse and Meira.

Don't let me down now guys!

Posted by Rachel Ann at May 22, 2005 02:45 PM