Cindy Combs's Page

Dear Cindy, you`re for real a child of summer....beautiful music,thank you for the gift....

dp&jil

Cool dogs Cindy. Especially the one with the floppy ears.

Peace,
Mike

Three adults (Me, Jan and Annette) two kids (girl 7, boy 4) for six nights (arriving Monday July 27th and leaving Sunday August 2nd)

And although I will need a place the whole time (of course I don't need much... I'll camp if I have to)... Jan said that depending on what happens, they might want to go on their own to another island while I do the festival and return for the big party at the end so... but... the more options the better. (^_^)

Hi Cindy... yup July (7/27) is when I'll be there... and my Dutch friends too. Of course I'll be particpating in the songwriter's contest.

That reminds me I still have to secure plces to stay for us all. Any good suggestions Cindy?

Brian

Hey, cool butterfly eye pic, thanky....you're becoming quite the cyber geek presence lately, whodove thunk?

There is a road in the hearts of all of us, hidden and seldom traveled,
which leads to an unkown, secret place.
The old people came literally to love the soil,
and they sat or reclined on the ground with a feeling of
being close to a mothering power.
Their teepees were built upon the earth
and their altars were made of earth.
The soul was soothing, strengthening, cleansing and healing.
That is why the old Indian still sits upon the earth instead of
propping himself up and away from its life giving forces.
For him, to sit or lie upon the ground is to be able to think more deeply
and to feel more keenly. He can see more clearly into the mysteries of
life and come closer in kinship to other lives about him.

Chief Luther Standing Bear

Hey, groovy new archiect ;)