With living hoardings you can cover up any unsightly wall or fence. This is most cases helps the appearance. And luckily there are companies that will put these in for you. These really look good on subdivision walls. New or old this will bring live to the walls and make them a little more appealing. When they build up old freeways and add big huge walls sometimes they will put murals on these walls but usually they will add vines or bushes. This makes a desolate place looks almost as if they comes to life. Especially on freeways that lead to the middle of no where, it is nice to feel like there has been life there. These greeneries can make something that seems lifeless just a little more exciting to look at.
Friday, 15 November 2013
Tuesday, 5 November 2013
My son’s friend is nineteen and has a severe case of agoraphobia. Agoraphobics have severe anxiety attacks. He is afraid to go into the community in case he gets into a situation from which he can’t escape. He did not finish high school because in his junior year he couldn’t bring himself to go to school. His parents have been determined to get him help. They found an online GED program that he completed in lieu of his high school diploma. Recently he found a way to help himself. Being an avid computer whiz he taught himself cheap seo. Using the internet to secure new clients, he earns approximately two hundred dollars per week. He is considering seeing a therapist near his home to help him deal with his condition. His goal is to attend a nearby community college to take classes to hone his talents and earn more money.
Monday, 21 October 2013
It was my first winter in the Midwest in 20 years, and the first winter my children ever saw snow. We had made a big production out of purchasing winter clothes and snow shovels. The first snow was several inches. I showed the kids how to make a snowman. After the first charm wore off, I remarked I needed to get salt for our slippery sidewalk. I confess I had forgotten to stock up on that. A few hours later, I saw my daughter outside with all of our salt shakers sprinkling the walk.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“Making the sidewalk less slippery, like you said,” my daughter responded.
“No, dear,” I laughed. “That requires a special type of salt called rock salt. I can show it to you when we go to the store.”