I used to run in the fields
Under the light blue sky
Pulling out weeds
And catching butterflies
The trees made a melody
As I raced around them
I played aimlessly
Felt overwhelmed
With the stunning
Beauty that surrounded me
As I was running
Carelessly in the fields
When I was young
Jumping in the mud
Under the bright sun
That was the best feeling
I had as a child
I felt completely free
A place where I
Allowed myself to smile
I went shopping the other day for some nice warm vests or sweaters. I have been having some trouble finding one as I find the fashion at the moment very ‘baggy’ for women. With that I mean that it is very wide and does not show much of our bodies. I would find myself wondering […]
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When I woke up at my brother,
Rich and Susan’s house,
ate my breakfast and
sipped hot coffee,
little did I expect
the baby fawns to be
out decorating the lawn,
across the street!
They live by North Olmsted park
where deer groups or families
congregate and roam freely.
This is part of a series of
photographs taken up
in the suburbs on
the “West side”
of a rock and roll
city called Cleveland!
Check out more doors ~
Here’s a host with the most,
Canada fellow blogger,
Norm Frampton:
http://miscellaneousmusingsofamiddleagedmind.wordpress.com
Happy doors hunting from all over!
. . . there must be you, Pauline.
My friend who paints, enchants
me with glittering danglers,
surprises me with pretty
wide-eyed, eyelashed
young women and
rainbow colored
dream catchers,
whirling,
twirling,
swirling
high among
the stars and
into the galaxy!
Her recent daisy painting,
has multiple trademark
pastels in mint green,
turquoise, purple
and light lavender.
The white petals are wispy
at tips and her yellow centers
become defined by brown,
golden-edged shadows.
Please feel Pauline’s touch
upon your soul, as you
check out her art
and recent
musical
choices:
http://thecontentedcrafter.com
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Oh, and please don’t eat the daisies!
(a bow to essayist Jean Kerr, 1957 book)
Monday and Tuesday gave us a break from almost a week of hot – 90°f (32.2°c) – days. Monday brought some heavy rain, but yesterday was just a cool, cloudy day. Maddie looked at me as if to say “it’s not too hot to sit outside today” then she looked at her cot, which is her subtle way of hinting. So, we sat.
After a few minutes, I noticed Maddie focusing on the driveway. The little guy in the photos kept getting closer, stopping only to stand for a while in that cute “do you have some nuts for me?” pose.
I tried to explain that Maddie really is dangerous. Then I told the squirrel to try the front yard.
This post is part of Linda G. Hill’s fun weekly series One-Liner Wednesday. You can follow…
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