Diary from the path least traveled..
Having a laid-back relaxing Sunday resting up a but in preparing for chores, etc next week.. thought I would pop in briefly and share a few thoughts before closing and settling down to read a bit with the Kindle… puttered around the house and gardens for a bit, checked the mosquito cups…
Have to put screen wire around the cup to keep critters from drinking out of the cup… 🙂 the cups are for collecting mosquito eggs…I made them using Ziploc containers, a plastic Solo cup and brown coffee filters… I have four of them and collect the filters every Monday, let dry and then using the USB microscope, I check to see if there are any eggs… here is a picture from last week…
If there are any eggs, I count them, log that in and then seal the filter in a Ziploc bag and send it to the USDA in Kansas and they will attempt to hatch the eggs to determine the type of mosquito present…that finished, I decided to get the flowers ready for the cemeteries on Christmas… easier and cheaper to “roll my own”… 🙂
After that and other chores, I spent the rest of the morning stocking up on fingernails, again, cheaper to “roll my own“… 🙂
So, finished all that, had a bite of lunch and now sharing a few thoughts before venturing on down the path least traveled… had a tragedy the past few days out in Vegas.. people dying for no justifiable reason..dying because someone would rather see a innocent creature die than give up part of his/her right to go on a N.R.A. ego trip….so sad.. 😦 don’t have any guns I my world any more, there is no place for guns on the path least traveled…
Leaving the dark side, sharing some thoughts from others about moving on, starting over, about living a life…
Seeds of encouragement..
Making a new start
Is like planting a garden…
It starts out slow at first
but with work, a little sunshine
and some rain now and then,
It can blossom into something beautiful
Do not quit..
When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road your trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit
Rest if you must, but don’t you quit.
Life is queer with its twists and its turns,
As everyone of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about
When they might have won, had they stuck it out.
Don’t give up though the pace seems slow,
You may succeed with another blow.
Often the struggler has given up
When he might have captured the victors cup;
And he learned too late when the night came down,
How close he was to the golden crown.
Success is failure turned inside out
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far;
So stick to the fight when your hardest hit,
It’s when things seem worst that you mustn’t quit!
That being said, going to leave now and enjoy the rest of the day, toes up and reading a book… 🙂 but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…
Yes, starting a new beginning, a new life and it being my life I am the only one who can live it, so with a little help from Andre Rieu, I am going to do it My Way… 🙂