Funtasma by Pleaser Women's Gogo-300 Boot,Silver Stretch,6 M

Devilishly fun. Seductively sexy. Mischievously playful. The Funtasma footwear collection caters specifically to themed events and costume parties. Funtasma footwear will add that finishing touch to all outfits used for Halloween, Christmas, Mardi Gras, masquerade balls and Carnival festivities. The retro inspired GOGO300/S/PU knee high boot features a 3" block heel, silver stretch faux leather uppers and a side zipper. These boots will be the perfect compliment to you Gogo Dancer costume! Sizes are in Womens. To convert to Mens, go down two sizes. For example, a Womens size 12 is equivalent to a Mens size 10.

“A Little Tale”... When the little wizard, who lives in a tiny cottage under my plumbago bush in my backyard, handed me this bottle of “MOONLIGHT”, he said to me: “The main purpose of “MOONLIGHT” is to make humans sleep deeply and to dream. This fact is not known by many; in fact, only a select few wizards know it. Yes, “MOONLIGHT” has its other Universal functions, but, its real purpose is to lull humans into the arms of Morpheus.” “How is that so?” I asked a bit taken aback. “Humans sleep in the day, as well as the night, so I am confused by what you are saying.” “Child,” he said with a tiny bit of annoyance at my ignorance and I could see he was struggling with all his might to remain calm and patient, “Yes, humans sleep in the day time. But, their true and natural time to enter the inner most reaches of their subconscious is at night. They leave this plane, without even knowing it, and move deep within themselves to heal, relearn, learn, solve, and reconnect with their own souls. This cannot be done in the daylight hours when the sun is sending and filling their bodies and minds with energy. All must be dark for the light of the moon to gently engulf them and lead them into Morpheus’ arms.” “It also serves as a safety measure for humans, “he further stated and waited for me to ask another question. But I kept silent. Raising his eyebrows at my silence he continued, “At night, the world as humans know it is not the same world. It changes drastically.” “The denizens of the night appear, spirits come from the other side, the dead dance, the trees uproot, singing is heard from the universe’s vibrations, the fairies and the elementals roam freely throughout the streets and yards, and magic, true ancient magic, is afoot everywhere. Mankind could not comprehend or handle it if he witnessed what goes on when he sleeps.” Looking at me over the rim of his dirty smudged glasses, he said, “Mankind would go mad; plain and simple. So, nature has made it so that the sun energizes him and the moon’s light lulls him into sleep.” “But, “I asked, “Why is it in a little bottle?” Now, totally disgusted with my new found, so he thought, stupidity, the wizard said, “That is for you to use when you cannot fall asleep due to fog, heavy storms, rain, a clouded moon or being in a place where the moonlight cannot reach you.” That said, he pushed the bottle into my right hand, turned on his heels, and shaking his head and mumbling under his breath, stormed off. Sigh… wizards… ~Marsha J. West, Author * *“A Little Tale” is my original story and my personal creative property; it belongs to me and cannot be copied, reprinted, used in any other medium, published by another or the like. Also, this creation is my own idea and design and it too is my creative property which cannot be copied. Sold.

OK, so no prizes for guessing where I came up with the title, and I guess I'm not exactly pushing the boat out here in terms of the originality of the subject matter either, but it's my 'little stones on a beach' shot, and the critics can never take that away from me, no matter what they say. This was taken as I strolled along the seafront in Bray, Co.Wicklow. I have to admit, I'm a bigger fan of sandy beaches (I have sensitive soles on my feet, don't ya know), but these stones do provide great colour. As the old Irish poem "The dark-haired lady of Bray" goes: Oh Bray, with your stoney beach so fair, Where I first spied the colleen with the jet-black hair, Her skin was light as an ivory tusk, 'Ere I walked as day turned into dusk She smiled a shy and coyish smile, As she walked along that stoney mile, And I asked, as we stood there alone, For the number of her mobile phone* But then she gave an evil stare, For 'twas the Banshee standing there, I turned my heels and ran away, And lived to love another day * OK, so maybe it's not that old an Irish poem, as in written by 'A Guy called John' in the past few minutes! ('Explored' on Sept 30th '09. Highest @ #118).

#1 New York Times-bestselling author Nora Roberts takes us deep into the rugged Black Hills of South Dakota, where the shadows keep secrets, hunters stalk the land, and a childhood friendship matures into an adult passion.

Asummer at his grandparents' South Dakota ranch is not eleven-year-old Cooper Sullivan's idea of a good time. But things are a bit more bearable now that he's discovered the neighbor girl, Lil Chance, and her homemade batting cage. Even horseback riding isn't as awful as Coop thought it would be. Each year, with Coop's annual summer visit, their friendship deepens from innocent games to stolen kisses, but there is one shared experience that will forever haunt them: the terrifying discovery of a hiker's body.

As the seasons change and the years roll, Lil stays steadfast to her dreams of becoming a wildlife biologist and protecting her family land, while Coop struggles with his father's demand that he attend law school and join the family firm. Twelve years after they last walked together hand in hand, fate has brought them back to the Black Hills when the people and things they hold most dear need them most.

An investigator in New York, Coop recently left his fastpaced life to care for his aging grandparents and the ranch he has come to call home. Though the memory of his touch still haunts her, Lil has let nothing stop her dream of opening the Chance Wildlife Refuge, but something . . . or someone . . . has been keeping a close watch. When small pranks and acts of destruction escalate into the heartless killing of Lil's beloved cougar, recollections of an unsolved murder in these very hills have Coop springing to action to keep Lil safe.

Lil and Coop both know the natural dangers that lurk in the wild landscape of the Black Hills. But now they must work together to unearth a killer of twisted and unnatural instincts who has singled them out as prey.