“Life is one’s house, of what one will become, the accumulation of one’s efforts and  takes time to build..everyday is a stone for the foundation of that house and part of the whole…don’t lose any sleep over stones that have been put in place, for they are now a memory, instead look forward and  concentrate on what the house will finally become“.. (Author Unknown) on the path least traveled..  

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Not only do I have thanks on this Thanksgiving holiday, but a dream also, for all creatures large and small, on this day and every day… 🙂

In history’s past, on the path, I had a dream
Of a world in harmony it did seem,
Accepting one as to who they believe and are
Of one’s life’s choices no one did bar.

Not a world of race, color or gender
Nor closed minded ridicule or prejudice...you see,
But a world that respects another’s dream
Of what or who they wish to be.

Being free to climb a mountain, to touch a star
Free to search the universe, where answers are,
Free to venture through life, with open mind
Another’s belief, it did not blind.

Being  free to boldly walk the lands, both far and near
To lives one’s life without suffering or fear,
Not to be accepted by belief, gender or race, you see
But by the love, understanding and knowledge of a spirit born free.

And  children could follow their own dream, you see
Not to be denied by another’s ideology,
To follow the destiny of their own choice
Not to be hindered by another’s voice.

I still have that dream, you know
A dream that began a long time ago,
A dream without end, each and every day
Until the four winds, they all blow away.
                          (Larry “Dutch” Woller)


Hello Diary…

It is the day before the Thanksgiving holiday here on the prairies and as I were fortunate to wake up on the green side of the grass and enjoy the day, I sat with a cup of tea and opened the memory chest and strolled down memory lane to see what all I was thankful for with the path I chose to seek out  my destiny…  🙂

 

 

Thanksgiving has arrived
Another year as gone bye,
Been busy chasing dreams
Living life..time did fly,

A time to contemplate the past
A time to give thanks...they say,
To relive treasured memories
Of each and every  passing day.

Thanks for letting me feel love
Be it joy, or be it heartache,
To know someone’s love
A treasured feeling their love did make.

Thanks for letting me live life
To explore, to follow one’s dream,
To seek out and live every adventure
Not enough time in the day... it did seem.

Thanks for letting me meet friends
To share thoughts of love, hope..perhaps a tear,
And by going down the path together in friendship
Doing away with hate, anger….and fear.

Thanks for giving me the courage
To follow my own path...to be me,
To not follow someone else’s path
To live my own….. reality.

Thanks for giving me an open mind
As I venture down the path... allowing me,
To gaze upon life’s treasures, large and small
That many others do not see.

Thanks for giving me an open heart
Able to love, understand and forgive,
And when I grow too old to dream
A place where my memories will live.

Yes, I have much to be thankful for
And every day the list gets longer... you see,
As I venture down the path least traveled
Searching for what destiny... has waiting for me.
                                   (Larry “Dutch” Woller )

Yes, I have much to be thankful for and a special thanks to all who visited the path, however brief, and shared hopes and dreams (and perhaps a tear)… 🙂
Shall close for now, get another cup of tea and hopefully gather more memories before my mortal time is over…  but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise..  🙂

Whether today is a holiday or just another day in the week in your part of the universe,  hope the path you chose is filled with love, happiness and life is all that you wish for it to be… until we meet again.. 🙂

May your spirit only know peace
May your heart only know love
May all your dreams come true
May your life’s journey be filled with happiness
And life is all that you wish for it to be….
                       (Larry “Dutch” Woller)

“Consult not your fears but your hopes and your dreams. Think not about your frustrations, but about your unfulfilled potential. Concern yourself not with what you tried and failed in, but with what it is still possible for you to do…” (Pope John XXIII ) on the path least traveled….  

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My morning horizon.. 🙂

Destiny sits upon the morning horizon
Always in site, but never clear
And as I travel along the road I have chosen
Destiny remains forever in place
Sitting upon the morning horizon

But as the years pass
And the road spans the distance
Between yesterday and tomorrow
I know my destiny will arrive

For time alone will close the gap
So yesterday becomes dust filled memories
And the horizon of tomorrow
Will be the road of today

For then, there will be no yesterday or tomorrow, only today
And when that day arrives
I will find peace and be complete
For I will be one with my destiny
           (Favi F)

And when I meet my destiny, I shall be going home.. 🙂
Hello Diary,

Yes, time is moving on ( and it seems the older one gets, the faster time moves) and nothing brings it to my attention more than the birthday I had a few days back… reminds me that my time on this mortal earth will slowly be coming to an end, no one knows when, only Fate and Time knows the answer.. 🙂

And as this ole Hippie sat down with a spot of tea and contemplated what Fate may have in store for me in the future… 🙂

He’s an old Hippie and he’s not sure what to do
He don’t fit in with the old
He’s too old for the new
He’s not trying to make a fuss
He’s just trying to adjust
   (Bellamy Brothers)

I asked the question, directed at the horizon..  🙂

Tell me , Fate
You hold the key,
What is my destiny 
Suppose to be?

I was not a king or president,
No powers did I hold,
I wasn’t a preacher or a pope,
No sermon for the fold.

Never learned to speak fine words
A country bumkin’ was I.
Were taught never to tell a falsehood
Learned never to tell a lie.

So tell me , Fate
You hold the key,
What is my destiny 
Suppose to be?

Can no longer build cities
The back is tired and sore,
Turned the green earth  into a parking lot once
A forest….. into a general store,

I was a soldier once
No longer have the heart for war, they say
Children’s cry of suffering, I heard
A memory still here today.

So tell me, Fate
You hold the key,
What is my destiny
Suppose to be?

I’ve tilled the soil as a farmer
Fed the world is what they say,
But I see the faces of hunger
Still this very day.

I’ve donated love, time and money
Ask for nothing in return,
But I see nothing has changed today
Will they ever learn?

I’ve tilled the fields and went to war
Helped build cities, towns and much more,
Sowed fields of flowers with tenderness an love
Has my destiny run it’s course, is there any more?

So tell me, Fate
You hold the key,
What is my destiny suppose to be?
                 (  Larry “Dutch” Woller )
I did not get an answer, of course, so Que Sera Sera… 🙂 I know one thing I can do and I do not have to wait on Fate to provide an answer.. the universe knows that I am not into religion (as my late wife’s Chaplain said “ it is what is in the heart that matters, not a name above a door) but I agree with Vince and Jenny Gill, let there be peace on earth… 🙂
Well I had better close, will not get any answers sitting here and Fate and adventures are calling (along with the laundry)…. but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise... 🙂

Hope you find your answers as you venture down your life’s path and until we meet again… 🙂

May your spirit only know peace
May your heart only know love
May all your dreams come true
May your life’s journey be filled with happiness
And life is all that you wish for it to be….
                       (Larry “Dutch” Woller)

My wish.. “It is tenderness for the past, courage for the present, hope for the future.  It is a fervent wish that every cup may overflow with blessings rich and eternal, and that every path may lead to peace.” (Agnes M. Pharo) on the path least traveled…. 

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Hello Diary…

Tomorrow is  a holiday known as Veterans Day here on the prairies and while I will give some thoughts to the veterans, I will also give thoughts to the families of the veterans for the ordeal they had to endure, the sacrifices they made… and to those who wish to only follow their dreams, instead who found themselves between two opposing ideologies who chose conflict over peace, threats and fear over understanding, chose the sword over the pen to settle their differences,  the result being suffering and death and merely sowing the seeds of hatred, anger..  🙂

 

I know, I were there, for I received my orders to go to Vietnam (when my son were 2 days old), a country I never heard of till then and I left my family behind 2 weeks later to a world unknown.. (that is me sitting on the ground)…. 🙂

We were volunteers, one and all
So Noble.. Proud.. and Brave,
Did not know the reasons for  war
Just a people from tyranny to save!

Glasses held high, we made an toast
Surely that Victory would rule the day!
While back at home, the voices of unrest
Not a kind word for  us did they say.

Some could not vote, children were we
Some could not drink, but still our battle cry,
Even with all that we could not do
For us children, it was to do or die!

Vietnam were a beautiful land
The people were caring and kind,
The children at play, following their dreams
The thoughts of conflict did not to come to mind.

But for us Vietnam was a hostile land
The dangers of conflict abound,
Whether the paddies of Vietnam or the fields of home,
Seemed for us, not a friend could be found.

But we proudly  gave it our all
Faced  our destiny, with a hint of fear of tomorrow
Some to return to a mother’s joy
Some to return to a mother’s sorrow.

So should you be looking on today
One more toast,  hold your glasses high,
To PEACE, HOPE and LOVE, may they long endure
CHEERS, LADS AND LASSIES!!!.. And SEMPER FI
     ( Sgt, Larry “Dutch” Woller 12th Marine Regiment Vietnam, 1965–1966...)

Yes, I will share thoughts for a short time and then close the door on the past and concentrate on the future, to peace, understanding and love, to accept one as to who they are and wish to be, as long as they come in peace…. 🙂

I peer out my window
At a world cold  and bleak,
A world of conflict, anger and hate
Mortals are suffering as I speak.

But we have a dream
My friends and I,
That one day there will be peace
No more mortals will die.

And there is hope
Of a world filled with love one day,
A wish that could come true
For hope is the last to die…they say.

Not a world of race, color or gender
Nor closed minded ridicule or prejudice...you see,
But a world that respects another’s dream
Of what or who they wish to be.

Free to boldly walk the lands, both far and near
To live one’s life without suffering or fear,
Not to be accepted by belief, gender or race, you see
But by the love, understanding and knowledge of a spirit born free.

So I peer out the window
Not with sadness or sorrow,
But a heart filled with a dream
And a hope, for tomorrow.
                         (Larry “Dutch” Woller) 

Well, I had better close for now, have a dream to follow, “Every morning your have two choices: continue to sleep with your dreams, or wake up and chase them.” (Author Unknown)… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…  🙂

Hope whatever path or trail you choose is filled with love, happiness and peace and life is all that you wish for it to be… until we meet again…. 🙂

May the love that you give
Always return to you,
That family and friends are many
And always remain true,
May your mind only know peace
No suffering or strife,
May your spirit only know love and happiness
On your journey through life.
     (Larry “Dutch” Woller)

“Life gives us brief moments with another, but sometimes in those brief moments we get memories that last a lifetime, So live that your memories will be part of your happiness.” (Author Unknown) on the path least traveled…  

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Yes, life gives us moments with another and I have had the good fortune to have moments, and memories, with many world over….  “A friend may be waiting behind a stranger’s face.”  ― (Maya Angelou)..   🙂

 

Not just another day, dear friend
For in spite of time, distance or whatever,
If only in spirit, thought and dreams
We will be sharing the day together.

Together we live the hand that Fate has dealt us
To share thoughts of love, hope..perhaps a tear,
And by going down the path together in friendship
Doing away with hate, anger….and fear.

Not a friendship of race, color or gender
Nor of closed minded  prejudice...you see,
But a friendship that respects another’s dream
Of what or who they wish to be.

A friendship filled with hope and dreams
With  minds that are at peace,
Surrounded by love and happiness
That sooths the spirit, to say the least.

The warm sun reminds me of you, my friend
Whose beauty from within you do share,
Sharing sunshine, understanding and laughter
Sowing the seeds of  love and happiness in the air.

A special day and one to treasure
And not because of the calendar age, 
Because to the book of fond memories 
We will be adding another page

So, have a wonderful day, dear friend
Wishing you all the best, nothing less,
May today, every day, AND your heart
Be filled…...with love and happiness.
    (Larry “Dutch” Woller)

So thanks for the memories.. 🙂 Hello Diary, Had a heavy frost this morning in spite of everything appearing green and near summer, it looked like a light snow… 🙂

And as I gaze upon the frost while sipping on some tea, the heart opens up the book of memories of history’s past here at home… there was my late wife Kathy, she was my partner and friend for 51 years before Fate (in the form of cancer) sent her to her final destiny… 🙂

And there were the kids, who have since scattered to the winds in search of their dreams.. “You are evidence of your mother’s strength… especially if you are a rebellious knucklehead and regardless, she has always maintained her sanity.” (Criss Jami)… 🙂

And there were Miss Daisy (she passed on just before Kathy)… a Jack Russell who was a die hard couch potato.. 🙂

And there was little Bree (she passed on 5 years ago), a Jack Russell, independent, who believed every minute was an adventure and left no stone unturned… when I brought her home she were 6 months old and I was her fourth owner.. She was 14 years old when she passed away.. 🙂

I remember one time when I were preparing the turkey….  🙂

I twas working on the turkey
When here arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the kitchen
To see what was the matter.

I ventured to the living room
And there, to my surprise, I did see,
Standing nose to nose, paw to paw
Was the Christmas mouse and Bree.

With spatula in hand, ENOUGH, I yelled
With a voice loud and clear,
So that the Christmas mouse and Bree
 Scattered, they did,  in fear.

It was back to the kitchen and the turkey
No thoughts of sugar plums, dancing in my head,
But thoughts of a Thanksgiving TV dinner
Cooking in the microwave instead……… 
      ( Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Yes, those moments have become memories, locked in the heart for when I grow to old to dream and my heart will go on… 🙂
I had better close for now… shared a few memories and preparing for more adventures that await me and friends to share thoughts with, so I can gather more memories… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…. 🙂

Until we meet again..

May the love that you give
Always return to you,
That family and friends are many
And always remain true,
May your mind only know peace
No suffering or strife,
May your heart only know love and happiness
On your journey through life.
     (Larry “Dutch” Woller)

“ I am currently attending the School of Life, learning more about the universe and me… and Graduation Day will be the day of my funeral and it is then I will know if I failed or I succeeded and graduated”… (Larry “Dutch” Woller) on the path least traveled…  

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Hello Diary,

Thought I would take a break from preparing for life’s challenges, briefly stop the world and get off and share some thoughts… got my flu vaccination and having the virus vaccination earlier this year, I should be good…. it has been a busy few days preparing for any changes that Fate may put in my path… 🙂

A peaceful morning, watching the sun arise
Thoughts abound, while sipping on a spot of tea,
While taking in Nature’s outdoor portrait
Contemplating, on what Fate may have instore for me.

Change is slowly coming, it whispers in the winds
The door is slowly closing on past history,
With a  new awakening with the mind and spirit
But the future is still shrouded in mystery.

With the freedom of being different, in many ways
No social shackles do this mortal wear,
Do welcome change with open mind and spirit
No fear, no worry or dread do I bear.

Does change stop at mortal death, one wonders
Or does it go on forever and ever,
Will I ask the same at another time and place
Somewhere past the 12th of Never?

Will thought and spirit continue
When, as in all things, my mortal time comes to an end,
Or does all things cease to be, when
To the grave, the mortal body Fate does send.

Alas, but must deal with the present
So now will store thoughts and musings yet to be told,
For it’s down the path least traveled I do venture
To search and hopefully find….what life, and Fate, may behold.
                                  ( Larry “Dutch” Woller )

There are changes presently happening with the weather and seasons….I ventured out one morning first of the week and saw that the Spirit of Winter had left a calling card as there were frost on the roof… 🙂

Which also means that for many, it is time to go back to school in some manner… and I will be going to school also, to learn Spanish… it gives me something to do and will help me better understand others think and live in the  universe….. at this moment I know just enough Spanish to get me into trouble…  🙂

 

This is my school room, computer, notes and paper at the ready… 🙂

I then open course that is known as The Spanish Blog… the teachers name is Laura… 🙂

I sit down with a cuppa tea and ready to learn more about a part of this ole third rock from the sun…. 🙂

And when I learn more and become knowledgeable of the Spanish language, I shall be at the ready… 🙂

Until then, it is back to school, right Miss Andrews??.. 🙂
And I shall close for now because not only is it time to go to school, but there are also adventures waiting, right Miss Milligan?.. 🙂

Dust if you must, but wouldn't it be better 
to paint a picture, or write a letter, 
bake a cake, or plant a seed. 
Ponder the difference between want and need. 

Dust if you must, but there is not much time, 
with rivers to swim and mountains to climb!
Music to hear, and books to read, 
friends to cherish and life to lead. 

Dust if you must, but the world's out there 
with the sun in your eyes, the wind in your hair, 
a flutter of snow, a shower of rain, 
this day will not come round again. 

Dust if you must, but bear in mind, 
old age will come and it's not kind. 
And when you go, and go you must, 
you, yourself, will make more dust! 
             (Rose Milligan)

But I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise….  🙂

Until we meet again… 🙂

May your spirit only know peace
May your heart only know love
May all your dreams come true
May your life’s journey be filled with happiness
And life is all that you wish for it to be….
                       (Larry “Dutch” Woller)

“Change will not come if we wait for some other person, or if we wait for some other time. We are the ones we’ve been waiting for. We are the change that we seek.”  (Barack Obama ) on the path least traveled….  

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Hope is a feather floating in a bright blue sky
Hope is that sparkle that shines in your eyes.
Hope is a butterfly fluttering on the wind
Hope is good times spent with family and friends.

Hope is a newborn baby’s cry
Hope is a Mother’s lullaby.
Hope is the rainbow after a rain
Hope is the harvest of golden grain.

Hope is the light that keeps darkness at bay
Hope is the breeze on a hot summer day.
Hope is ever present and free of cost
Hope is the last thing ever lost.

Hope is staying positive when the going gets tough
Hope is seeking help when you feel you’ve had enough.
Hope is recovery from simmering sorrow
Hope is believing in a brighter tomorrow.
                    (Linda Hotger)

Hello Diary,

Many people in today’s world are waiting for one being to change the world, make it a better place… but as Mr. Obama has said, WE are the change, we are the answer we are looking for…. one does not need to be rich and famous, does not need to be superman to be a hero… one just has to care and help make a difference no matter how small… and by doing so  give someone hope and the possibility that they can follow their dreams….  🙂

I am not rich or famous, I am not superman.. I did not actively run in the 5K run for a number of reasons, but I did support it with a few dollars and some minutes of my time and working with others, we were able to give hope to children that they may follow their dreams…. 🙂

 

In history’s past, on the path, I had a dream
Of a world in harmony it did seem,
Accepting one as to who they believe and are
One’s life’s choices no one did bar.

Free to climb a mountain, to touch a star
Free to search the universe, where answers are,
Free to venture through life, with open mind
Another’s belief, it did not blind.

Free to boldly walk the lands, both far and near
To lives one’s life without suffering or fear,
Not to be accepted by belief, gender or race, you see
But by the love, understanding and knowledge of a spirit born free.

Children could follow their own dream, you see
Not to be denied by another’s ideology,
To follow the destiny of their own choice
Not to be hindered by another’s voice.

I still have that dream, you know
A dream that began a long time ago,
A dream without end, each and every day
Until the four winds, they all blow away.
        (Larry “Dutch” Woller)

“Heroes are made by the paths they choose, not the powers they are graced with.”  (Brodi Ashton) so, Yes, you can be a hero too, but only if you want to….  🙂

 

Well, I had better close for now… more adventures and dreams are a calling… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…  🙂

Hope you are able to follow your dreams and until we meet again..  🙂

May the love that you give
Always return to you,
That family and friends are many
And always remain true,
May your mind only know peace
No suffering or strife,
May your spirit only know love and happiness
On your journey through life.
     (Larry “Dutch” Woller)

“Woke up on the green side of the grass with a dream in my pocket, it is going to be a good day on the path least traveled” (Larry “Dutch” Woller) …   

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Hello Diary,

Yes, every day I wake up on the green side of the grass is a good day, a day filled with adventures and challenges as I venture down life’s path, a free spirit… a day to live, enjoy and cherish for it will never return and will become a memory to store in my heart for when I grow too old to dream… 🙂

And with a heart full of dreams, it is down the path I shall go…  🙂

 

 

It is down the path least traveled I shall go
To a rainbow filled horizon I  venture,
To seek, to learn, know peace, to enjoy life
A path filled with wonderful adventure.

A place where one is accepted as who they are
A spirit kindled to life, when mortal born,
A being coming from the depths within
And not subject to ridicule and scorn.

A place where I know freedom of thought and being
I am what I am, don’t you see,
Neither this one, neither that one, but all the above
In a mortal world, a free spirit, that’s me.

I do not travel the path alone, you see
There are memories and spirits to behold,
Those that share... the joy and sadness
As I gather more memories, down that least traveled road.

So how long will my journey be, one would ask
Will I see the end of the path...ever?
The answer, I believe, lies on the horizon
Somewhere past... the 12th of Never….

So I shall bring my ramblings to an end
For there is one fact that I do know,
To reach the horizon, the 12th of Never
It’s down the path least traveled I must go!
      ( Larry “Dutch” Woller )

And at the end of the path my journey will come to an end and I will find my answers, my destiny and………..home… 🙂
I shall close for now for the path is calling, excitement is in the air knowing a adventure is just a heartbeat away.. But I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…. 🙂

Until we meet again….  🙂

May the love that you give
Always return to you,
That family and friends are many
And always remain true,
May your mind only know peace
No suffering or strife,
May your heart only know love and happiness
On your journey through life.
     (Larry “Dutch” Woller)

“Far away, there in the sunshine, are my highest aspirations. I may not reach them but I can look up and see their beauty, believe in them, and try to follow them.” (Louisa May Alcott) on the path least traveled… 

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Who am I, one wonders
Whether it is race, gender or ideology,
As I venture down life’s path
As a spirit that is born free..

Wondering about being different
Reminds me of words from a song,
Where do I fit in, one would ask
One wonders, where do I belong.

Does the image without
Determine who I am to be,
Even though the spirit within
May be different, be me.

Do I follow my heart’s dream
When heart and mind disagree,
Or do I listen to the mind
While dealing with reality.

Those questions and more
Life’s puzzle to unravel,
To find answers I am seeking
Down the path I must travel.

So I shall  continue down the path least traveled
To seek that rainbow, perhaps around the next bend,
Once found, I’ll have my answers
And that will be the beginning, not the end.
    (Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Hello Diary,

Stopping the world briefly… thought I would share a few thoughts… though the weather has been much like summer, but have been preparing for change, at least in the house…  🙂

 

 

Putting in an extra effort this week, then plan on a relaxing weekend with a spot of Earl Gray, perhaps some meditation and contemplate  change that lies on the horizon…  🙂

 

 

A peaceful  morning, watching the sun arise
Thoughts abound, while sipping on a spot of tea,
While taking in Nature’s outdoor portrait
Contemplating, on what Fate may have instore for me.

Change is slowly coming, it whispers in the winds
The door is slowly closing on past history,
With a  new awakening with the mind and spirit
But the future is still shrouded in mystery.

With the freedom of being different, in many ways
No social shackles do this mortal wear,
Do welcome change with open mind and spirit
No fear, no worry or dread do I bear.

Does change stop at mortal death, one wonders
Or does it go on forever and ever,
Will I ask the same at another time and place
Somewhere past the 12th of Never?

Will thought and spirit continue
When, as in all things, my mortal time comes to an end,
Or does all things cease to be, when
To the grave, the mortal body Fate does send.

Alas, but must deal with the present
So now will store thoughts and musings yet to be told,
For it’s down the path least traveled I do venture
To  hopefully find my rainbow…. and what life, and Fate, may behold.
            ( Larry “Dutch” Woller )

Well, I had better close for now… laundry has finished and the sweeper is forlornly standing in the corner waiting...not to mention dreams to follow…. Busy, busy, busy…  but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…. 🙂

Until we meet again…

May flowers always line your path 
and sunshine light your way,
May songbirds serenade your
every step along the way,
May a rainbow run beside you
in a sky that’s always blue,
And may happiness fill your heart
each day your whole life through.
                         (Irish Saying)

“While you’re busy looking for the perfect person, you’ll probably miss the  imperfect person who could make you perfectly happy” (Author Unknown) on the path least  traveled…  

Diary of the journey on the path least traveled..just letting the heart do the talking while the fingers do the walking while being different, being me… 🙂 Me 1 copy

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“A single rose can be my garden… a single friend, my world.”  (Leo Buscaglia)..  🙂

 

 

"Portrait of a Friend"

I can't give solutions to all of life's problems, doubts, 
or fears. But I can listen to you, and together we will 
search for answers.

I can't change your past with all it's heartache and pain,
nor the future with its untold stories.
But I can be there now when you need me to care.

I can't keep your feet from stumbling.
I can only offer my hand that you may grasp it and not fall.

Your joys, triumphs, successes, and happiness are not mine;
Yet I can share in your laughter.

Your decisions in life are not mine to make, nor to judge;
I can only support you, encourage you,
and help you when you ask.

I can't prevent you from falling away from friendship,
from your values, from me.
I can only think of you, talk to you and wait for you.

I can't give you boundaries which I have determined for you,
But I can give you the room to change, room to grow,
room to be yourself.

I can't keep your heart from breaking and hurting,
But I can cry with you and help you pick up the pieces
and put them back in place.

I can't tell you who you are or who you will be
I can only love you and be your friend
                                      (Adam Clarke)

Hello Diary,

Taking pause from venturing down the path of life, thought I would share a few thoughts.. I have shared my thoughts about friendship in the past, and thought with the world in turmoil, I might share friendship here on the path least traveled again… 🙂

“A friend may be waiting behind a stranger’s face.”  ( Maya Angelou)..  🙂

 

Not just another day, dear friend
For in spite of time, distance or whatever,
If only in spirit, thought and dreams
We will be sharing the day together.

Together we live the hand that Fate has dealt us
To share thoughts of love, hope..perhaps a tear,
And by going down the path together in friendship
Doing away with hate, anger….and fear.

Not a friendship of race, color or gender
Nor of closed minded  prejudice...you see,
But a friendship that respects another’s dream
Of what or who they wish to be.

A friendship filled with hope and dreams
With  minds that are at peace,
Surrounded by love and happiness
That sooths the spirit, to say the least.

The warm sun reminds me of you, my friend
Whose beauty from within you do share,
Sharing sunshine, understanding and laughter
Sowing the seeds of  love and happiness in the air.

A special day and one to treasure
And not because of the calendar age, 
Because to the book of fond memories 
We will be adding another page

So, have a wonderful day, dear friend
Wishing you all the best, nothing less,
May today, every day, AND your heart
Be filled…...with love and happiness.
    (Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Well, I had better close for now… venture outdoors and prepare for the change in seasons.. one day Jack Frost will be calling, delivering greetings from Ole Man Winter..  but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise.. 🙂

With that being said..  🙂

Decision made, with eyes on the horizon
It’s down the path least traveled I do venture,
Excitement fills the air, a smile on the face
Looking forward to a great adventure.

With  my heart’s compass is pointed to the horizon
Sails set full, safe harbor fading in the distance, a faint glow to see,
And with a pocket full of memories, on the horizon are my dreams
So  down the path least traveled I will venture, a spirit born free
                                                    ( Larry “Dutch” Woller )

So, my friend, care to join me… 🙂

“Consult not your fears but your hopes and your dreams. Think not about your frustrations, but about your unfulfilled potential. Concern yourself not with what you tried and failed in, but with what it is still possible for you to do…”   (Pope John XXIII ) on the path least traveled..  

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I set here with my tea
And watch the leaves a fallin’
It’s becoming clear that one day 
Jack Frost will come a callin’

Most of my bird friends have went south
In the southern warmth they’ll stay
But I’ll not shed a tear in sorrow
For they’ll be back again some day

All us creatures that are staying behind
To deal with the cold and snow
Are getting our house in order
And waiting for winter’s blow

The squirrels are gathering leaves and such
To insulate their winters nest
The possum is checking every nook and cranny
To find a place for his winters rest

The bee’s are picking up the pace
Gathering nectar with the morning sun
Storing winter food for the hive
Before their work on earth is done

A spider spinning it’s web of silk
I watched as it grew and grew
Soon to become natures work of art
With tomorrow’s early morning dew

This poem could go on and on and on 
But alas, I have things to do
For, like it or not, don’t you see
I need to get ready for winter too.
    (Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Hello Diary,

Taking a brief break from preparing for fall and winter to share a few thoughts.. It were a damp rainy day yesterday so were unable to venture outdoors..  had most of the chores finished and decided to work on a project that combines helping the environment and helping me…  now, I try to refrain from using anymore paper than needed but paper is still needed and used (letters, forms, etc. )… instead of sending used paper to the garbage, I try to recycle as much as possible…  🙂

 

In this case, it is making note pads… a good rainy day (or winter time) project… I gather a few pieces of paper, clear on one side, my paper cutter and pad making supplies… 🙂

I then cut the paper down to squares approximately 3 1/2 inches by 3 1/2 inches.. 🙂

I then clamp the pieces of paper together to form a pad and then apply some Mod Podge to one edge… 🙂

And Voila!!.. I have a notepad that I can write notes on when I am not using my boogie boards… 🙂

And what is a boogie board one might ask?.. It is something like a chalkboard, battery powered and can make quick notes on… 🙂

And what do I do with the paper that I cannot use, first I run it through the shredder.. 🙂

And then it goes under the leaves in my small compost bin I have in the backyard,

The worms and my backyard friends love the leaves and paper and by next spring/summer it becomes compost that I use in the yard and plants.. 🙂

Yes, in spite of the weather and life’s challenges, here on the path we will not let dark skies  and negative thoughts  prevail, we shall continue to follow our dreams and try to help make this world a better place because we have high hopes…  🙂

 

 

Well, chores, projects, the laundry and life is calling so I had better close for now.. But I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

Until we meet again..

May your spirit only know peace
May your heart only know love
May all your dreams come true
May your life’s journey be filled with happiness
And life is all that you wish for it to be….
                       (Larry “Dutch” Woller)