Diary of the journey on the path least traveled..
“Walk on a rainbow trail; walk on a trail of song, and all about you will be beauty. There is a way out of every dark mist, over a rainbow trail. “ Robert Motherwell
“For last year’s words belong to last year’s language
And next year’s words await another voice.
And to make an end is to make a beginning.” T.S. Eliot
“Change will not come if we wait for some other person or some other time. We are the ones we’ve been waiting for. We are the change that we seek.” Barack Obama
It has been a busy last few days, have had a break in the jungle type weather, and been out and about doing errands, chores and tasks, taking advantage of the pleasant weather (more rain and storms to come next few days)… were a quiet, pleasant Wednesday morning as all creatures awaits the sun to rise…
Not so much last Sunday morning…. were surprised to look out the window and see two young deer checking out the garden… apologize for the quality of the photo but had to be quick and use stealth.. 🙂
They sniffed around a bit, got a brief drink from the ponds and then moved on in search of their destiny…
The skies were also busy… in the photo you will see what is known as Contrails (the atmospheric conditions are right to allow the vapor from jet engines to condense and form clouds)…
Each one of those “cloud” streaks are mortal man and his flying machine in search of his destiny also, the skies were busy Sunday, I wonder if people waved at each other.. 🙂 … hopefully both deer and man will arrive at their destiny safely….
As you know, Diary, being different is an enjoyable adventure on the path least traveled, thought I would share a few words I penned in histories past… 🙂
I Believe I’d Like To Be Different Instead…
And why do I wish to be different, you may ask,
The freedom to choose, to explore, to learn a lot,
To be dictated to by an ideology…. NOT
Maybe so everyone can shout and point at me,
And say, “Hey, you’re different”, don’t you see.
My mind is clear and open, gathering knowledge every day
My spirit is young, adventuresome and floating free,
Not confined by those social chains, no box, no mold for me
I am what I am, I am me, what I wish to be,
So that makes me different, don’t you see.
The air filled with adventure, from safe harbor I shall part
Sails set full, safe harbor fading in the distance, an exciting glow to eye and heart,
So with a pocket full of memories, on the horizon are my dreams
On down the path least traveled I will venture, mind and spirit being free,
Why the path least traveled, you ask?..Well, I am different, don’t you see.
(Penned by Larry “Dutch” Woller 6-22-2010)
Well, better close for now… thought I would share some thoughts and adventures before bringing the day to a close… relax with a spot of tea and contemplate the tomorrows… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…
As I have been venturing down the path I have noticed there are those who are facing many challenges and perhaps some dark days… perhaps Frank Sinatra may have some encouraging words for them with High Hopes….