Jane was not one to nourish good will, but in this case it was do or die. She looked up blinking into her perpetrator’s wild eyes, “You wouldn’t consider raping and killing my sister instead would you? She’s a much finer catch than–“ And with that, Mr. Wildeyes whipped out his bark river blade and cut her off mid-sentence, literally.
I nourish me. I nourish me by going to yoga, by taking long walks, by spending time with my family, my niece, my partner, my nephew, in nature, eating good quality foods, breathing deeply, running outside
the sun nourishes my soul as a lay outside and contemplate the day. The wind blows sweetly on my face, reminding me of the whisper of God’s breath on my heart. The dirt under my body as I lay down feels firm, yet comfortable, like a mattress enveloping me as a I sleep.
John settled into the armchair across from Sherlock with a bit of a sigh. He had already written up their last case, replied to all the comments, checked his email, done the shopping, put away the clean dishes, and visited with Mrs. Husdon for awhile. Now he fund himself in the curious predicament of boredom. He steepled his fingers under his chin in an imitation of his friend, who was occupied with a thick textbook on pathology.
“Bored.”
Sherlock lifted his gaze to meet John’s and lifted an eyebrow, unamused. “And?”
John smiled wistfully and wished he’d learned an instrument as a child, so as to practice on it at times like these. He wondered if anything good was on the telly, but the prospects on a saturday morning were grim.
“Let’s go somewhere,” he whined, “I’m sick of just sitting around with nothing to do.”
“YOU can go somewhere,” Sherlock drawled, turning to a new page on influenza, “I’m busy.” He read for a moment longer, skin burning under John’s focused gaze, before adding, “Why
I nourish my body every morning
sitting in front of my computer
while entering sweepstakes
and looking at fashions that I’m way too old to wear
I wonder when I became like this
dull and predictable
every day the same routine
and every night looking forward to starting it again.
Cows and chickens flying through the air. Shooting people with their bacon powers and popping balloons of angry beaver hobos. The cow and chicken were well nourished. Then the space unicorn came and fought the chicken and cow with its marshmellow laser. PEW PEW PEW PEW PEW PEW PEW PEW PEW PEW PEW PEW PEW. Guess who won. I know who won. If you want to know ask the tree and it will be known unto you. COW AND CHICKEN VS SPACE UNICORN
The source of one’s nourishment is usually considered to be food, drinks, or any of the physical and tangible thing that one absorbs into one’s system. However, for me, I feel most nourished when I’m immersed in words and in knowledge and in love, the nourishment of the brain.
The sun that usually beat down upon the ground was gone, hidden behind dark storm clouds that covered the sky. Thunder rolled and lightning struck — with it came the rain. I sighed happily, turning my face up to the sky and letting the rain nourish me and the desert I lived in.
I don’t know what nouriush means at all but emma will not tell me!!!so that is why I do not know what nourish is!Now emma just told me and it is moist,so now ovessly I know what nourish means know,THANK YOU EMMA!!!
On time I had a plan. I was told I had to nourish it so I did every thing to nourish it. After a couple of weeks it was starting to grow. That is when I new I had did my job witch was to nourish the plant.
one time my reacher told the girls to do one word. The word was nourish. My neibor right next to me lorilyn hawk didnt know what to wright about so she wrote about having a plan and that she was going to nourish it.
For some reason the first thing that pops into my mind is feeding plants, not sure why. It’s especially weird because I’m not a gardener, nor have I ever found myself wanting to garden. I guess I also think of feeding myself. Weird that it would be in that order.
Jane was not one to nourish good will, but in this case it was do or die. She looked up blinking into her perpetrator’s wild eyes, “You wouldn’t consider raping and killing my sister instead would you? She’s a much finer catch than–“ And with that, Mr. Wildeyes whipped out his bark river blade and cut her off mid-sentence, literally.
I nourish me. I nourish me by going to yoga, by taking long walks, by spending time with my family, my niece, my partner, my nephew, in nature, eating good quality foods, breathing deeply, running outside
I love it when I eat something that I can feel my body’s delight, knowing it is feeling that nourish sense.
the sun nourishes my soul as a lay outside and contemplate the day. The wind blows sweetly on my face, reminding me of the whisper of God’s breath on my heart. The dirt under my body as I lay down feels firm, yet comfortable, like a mattress enveloping me as a I sleep.
John settled into the armchair across from Sherlock with a bit of a sigh. He had already written up their last case, replied to all the comments, checked his email, done the shopping, put away the clean dishes, and visited with Mrs. Husdon for awhile. Now he fund himself in the curious predicament of boredom. He steepled his fingers under his chin in an imitation of his friend, who was occupied with a thick textbook on pathology.
“Bored.”
Sherlock lifted his gaze to meet John’s and lifted an eyebrow, unamused. “And?”
John smiled wistfully and wished he’d learned an instrument as a child, so as to practice on it at times like these. He wondered if anything good was on the telly, but the prospects on a saturday morning were grim.
“Let’s go somewhere,” he whined, “I’m sick of just sitting around with nothing to do.”
“YOU can go somewhere,” Sherlock drawled, turning to a new page on influenza, “I’m busy.” He read for a moment longer, skin burning under John’s focused gaze, before adding, “Why
I nourish my body every morning
sitting in front of my computer
while entering sweepstakes
and looking at fashions that I’m way too old to wear
I wonder when I became like this
dull and predictable
every day the same routine
and every night looking forward to starting it again.
Cows and chickens flying through the air. Shooting people with their bacon powers and popping balloons of angry beaver hobos. The cow and chicken were well nourished. Then the space unicorn came and fought the chicken and cow with its marshmellow laser. PEW PEW PEW PEW PEW PEW PEW PEW PEW PEW PEW PEW PEW. Guess who won. I know who won. If you want to know ask the tree and it will be known unto you. COW AND CHICKEN VS SPACE UNICORN
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Nourish is I don’t know.
I dont know what nourish means. I am tired…. And bored…….
to nourish your body means to eat alot.
The source of one’s nourishment is usually considered to be food, drinks, or any of the physical and tangible thing that one absorbs into one’s system. However, for me, I feel most nourished when I’m immersed in words and in knowledge and in love, the nourishment of the brain.
What dose that mean????????????????????
i do not know what nourish means. if i did i would have wrote it down.
People are so nourish and weird.
I’m so bored!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
NOURISHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH……………………………………………………………
The sun that usually beat down upon the ground was gone, hidden behind dark storm clouds that covered the sky. Thunder rolled and lightning struck — with it came the rain. I sighed happily, turning my face up to the sky and letting the rain nourish me and the desert I lived in.
I need to be nourished.
Nourished, girls legs always need to be nourished. Same for men otherwise your legs get all dry and look like alligator skin.
I really don’t now what nourisn means but I think it means mosit or something .
I dont know what nourisn means. I guess it means that you nourisn something. I dont know. This was a weird one to put on one word!!!!!!!
4/13/12
I don’t know what that means . Does it mean comfort, smoothe, or feed. Comfort! Duh!
I don’t know what nouriush means at all but emma will not tell me!!!so that is why I do not know what nourish is!Now emma just told me and it is moist,so now ovessly I know what nourish means know,THANK YOU EMMA!!!
I grew a tree and I had to nourish it.A couple months later it grew.
i am nourished with money! haha i wish i only have $23 i want $9000000000000000<3
I don’t know what nourish mean but I think it means to feed.
I have no idea what nourish means and so i’m writing random things. Well Bye Bye!*!*!
On time I had a plan. I was told I had to nourish it so I did every thing to nourish it. After a couple of weeks it was starting to grow. That is when I new I had did my job witch was to nourish the plant.
one time my reacher told the girls to do one word. The word was nourish. My neibor right next to me lorilyn hawk didnt know what to wright about so she wrote about having a plan and that she was going to nourish it.
i fed my dog his dog food but sometimes i give him human food, but i barley do.
nourisn is stuff you need to survive like food water and sleter. we need nourisn to live.
one day i was very sick and i needed stuff to help me to survive like nourish stuff like water,orange juice.
Guess what? Squirrels eat pine cones to nourish their bodies.
to take care of!
For some reason the first thing that pops into my mind is feeding plants, not sure why. It’s especially weird because I’m not a gardener, nor have I ever found myself wanting to garden. I guess I also think of feeding myself. Weird that it would be in that order.
to take care of. I dont really know I am just guessing.
Nourish is to help someone if there sick or if they need help!!!!