Mosquitoes, poetry and dreaming on the path least traveled….

Dear Diary from the path least traveled…

Hello Diary,

Back again… not a whole lot to talk about after a busy week of getting things accomplished, but thought I would pop in and share a few thoughts…wanted to get the yard and outdoors ready for summer as I have some appointments at the VA first of next week plus perhaps a warm and rainy week next week… after a warm period, a taste of early spring has returned and cool temperatures and wind at the moment…even though it is a bit cool out, went ahead and set out the ovipostion cups for the start of mosquito season…

What are oviposition cups one would ask?..well, I do observations for the USDA as they are trying to keep tabs on mosquitoes and other insects for diseases… one method is gathering mosquito eggs which I do with homemade oviposition cups…
Here is a view of a cup…

cup in position

I have a cage rigged around the cup to keep birds and animals away from it…

cup in a cage

I have two types I made from plastic containers which I change every 6-7 days (to keep mosquitoes from hatching) using a brown coffee filter..I lay the coffee filters on my “drying tray”…

egg cups

Once the filter has dried, I use my computer microscope to check for eggs, etc…

lab & learning center

I enter my observations on USDA’s website and should I find any eggs, etc. like below (taken from last year)…

thumbnail_egg_microscope

I send the filter, in a sealed plastic bag, to USDA where they can use their technology to get a better look and even attempt to hatch the eggs ( under controlled conditions)… another little project, along with many I have, that keeps me busy and helps others… 🙂

Still not so busy as to not be aware of what is transpiring in the world today, and I see it is the same old chaos fueled by hate, anger, greed, religion, etc.. seems everywhere one looks, someone is trying to impose their will on someone else, using violence if need be…… so sad!.. all we can do is have our voices heard, in a civilized manner, and hope that one day enough will listen to stop the chaos and work together to make this a better world for everyone!!!.. everyone is accepted for who and what they are!!..

Much like here on the path least traveled…wrote a poem about it… 🙂

It is down the path least traveled I do 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,
Spirits 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 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!
(penned by Larry “Dutch” Woller 4/22/2017)

So, as the poem says, shall bring my ramblings to an end for now, and venture on down the path..but I shall return one day with more thoughts, ramblings and memories, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise..

Every evening I set down and listen to some relaxing music while meditating, something similar to Vangelis perhaps… 🙂

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Spring, love and living life on the path least traveled…

Dear Diary from the path least traveled…

Hello Diary,

Miss me?.. 🙂 I know it has been a bit of time since I shared some thoughts but have been busy enjoying life and the outdoors with the warm spring temperatures…. a busy week working in the yard and gardens, preparing for summer…have my indoor garden set up for winter or hot summer…

onions

But have since moved outdoors… tulips, etc are starting to make an appearance…

tulips

Decided to uncover the ponds, the larger one had goldfish in it…

goldfish pond

Wasn’t sure if any survived but, yes, they did!..

goldfish

Were thinking that my wire framed glasses may be a bit delicate to wear outdoors while gardening, yard work and other projects and needed tasks, so purchased a pair online a bit more sturdy…

new glasses

But the glasses are perfect, and a whole lot cheaper!!.. 🙂 have the deck cleaned and set up so I can take the portable easel outdoors and enjoy drawing, painting, etc…..

portable drawing

And while spending time in the gardens and yard, noticed a pair of doves cuddled on a tree limb…

doves cuddling

Definite proof that spring is here and love is in the air…speaking of love and gardens, a poem for both..

A bouquet of flowers from my garden,
Their beauty need not be told,
Their fragrance is soothing and lovely
A pleasant scent for one to behold.

They remind me of you, my love
Whose beauty from within you do share,
Sharing sunshine, understanding and laughter
Sowing the seeds of love and happiness in the air.

This bouquet was picked for you, my love
For coming into my world, my dear friend,
For giving sunshine, laughter, love and happiness
For which I know will never end.
(Penned by Larry “Dutch” Woller May 5, 2008)

And that is enough about the outdoors on the path least traveled for the moment, more to follow as time goes by.. 🙂 back indoors I did a load of laundry, got the laundry dried and while putting bath towels away, noticed the light shinning through the window on the bath mat.. the bath mat is a scene with a light house, clouds, rainbow and ocean.. the light was at such a angle that it appeared to be sun shinning through the clouds!

sun on bath mat

So, that is about all for today… have to venture out and forward and enjoy life while doing needed tasks and projects.. fortunate am I to have my gardens, my yard, my home, my own little world to live in and enjoy..glancing at the state of affairs of the rest of the world, it is not pleasant!!.. all motivated by greed and religion… so sad…
“It’s time for greatness — not for greed. It’s a time for idealism — not ideology. It is a time not just for compassionate words, but compassionate action. A lot of people are waiting for Martin Luther King or Mahatma Gandhi to come back — but they are gone. We are it. It is up to us. It is up to you.” Marian Wright Edelman

That being said, will close now and venture on down the path least traveled, chasing rainbows, dreams and living life…but I shall return one day, fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… as Yanni will agree, one will only get one chance is living his/her life, so best do it right and your way!…