Contemplating life, hard boiled eggs and enjoying being different on the path least traveled…

Diary of the journey on the path least traveled..

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( “I do not do, say or write something to been seen or heard… I do, say or write something because it needed to be done, said or written…” , no nominations please, just sharing thoughts while exploring life 🙂 ).

And speaking of change…

Contemplate and Wonder…

A peaceful Sunday Morning, watching the sun arise
Thoughts abound, while sipping on a spot of tea,
While taking in Nature’s summer 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, 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, this Sunday
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 )

Hello Diary,

The sun is shining this morning, believe that it may be the calm before the storm though, more snow predicted in the future… but will not let it “rain on our parade” on the path… 🙂 thought I would share a few thoughts before getting a spot of tea, my trusty Kindle and relax, enjoy the day….

Chatted with my daughter, Kim, the other day and she shared a idea with me… a way of cooking hard boiled eggs… instead of using the common method, time consuming and having to deal with the clean-up, she uses her coffee pot, boils the eggs while making coffee… 🙂 well, I am a tea drinker so even though I do have a coffee pot (for guests) I don’t use it.. However, because it is only me, I do not have a great deal of dishes to wash.. Also, I eat my big meals at breakfast, middle of the day and a light meal evening so I wash my dishes middle of the day…

washing dishes

In an effort to conserve energy and waste, I use a electric tea kettle to heat water for washing dishes…

teapot

Soooooooooo, I got the idea of using the pot for cooking the eggs.. I got 4 eggs out of the refrigerator…

eggs from fridge

I put the eggs in the tea pot…

eggs in teapot

Turned the pot on and let it cycle and, Viola!… I had hard boiled eggs…

eggs cooked

I washed the dishes while the eggs were cooling… the eggs were old but edible, and I put three in the freezer to see what would happen.. In the future I will get fresh eggs, will make note of the time to cook, etc as this time were just an experiment and I were busy doing other things…

Yesterday morning I browsed the news briefly, observing how elements of society are determined to label some as different instead of accepting them as they are… “The greatest challenge in life is to be our own person and accept that being different is a blessing and not a curse”.. Kilroy Oldster

Afterwards, with a spot of tea, two plastic spoons, some paint and brush and pieces of jewelry, I decided to make me a pair of earrings that were different… now, a Picasso I am not, but I managed to produce a pair of “different” earrings… 🙂

different earrings

“Maybe I’m not so different from everyone else after all. It’s like somebody gave me a puzzle, but I don’t have the box with the picture on it. So I don’t know what the final thing is supposed to look like. I’m not even sure if I have all the pieces.” Sharon M. Draper

Life’s Choices

Life is full of choices
Make sure you pick the right one,
Don’t listen to the voices
Hear only yours and you have won.

Many people will tell you
You need to change your looks,
Don’t take to heart their view
Fabulous bods are found only in books.

There is only one voice
That you should listen to,
It will help make the right choice
That is perfect just for you.

Your looks are your own
Someone will always love you,
You will never be alone
Look in the mirror and you’ll see who.
by Rose

Well, I had better close, bring the day and week to a close and prepare to start another week… have much to do with living life and following dreams, being different and enjoying the moment.. But I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

“Everyday on the path least traveled brings adventure and change, that change presents a challenge, mentally and physically, as to how to accept it and deal with it, generates an excitement about being me while exploring the universe, living a second of time and looking forward to what the next second of time brings, looking forward to living life and doing it my way.” (Larry “Dutch” Woller )

Even though some days may seem like a “wild child”… 🙂

Ever close your eyes.
Ever stop and listen.
Ever feel alive.
And you’ve nothing missing.
You don’t need a reason
Let the day go on and on.

Let the rain fall down.
Everywhere around you
Give into it now.
Let the day surround you
You don’t need a reason
Let the rain go on and on

What a day, what a day to take to
What a way, what a way to make it through.
What a day, what a day to take to a wild child

Only take the time.
From the helter skelter.
Every day you find.
Everything’s in kilter.
You don’t need a reason.
Let the day go on and on

Every summer sun,
Every winter evening.
Every spring to come
Every autumn leaving.
You don’t need a reason
Let it all go on and on.

What a day, what a day to take to.
What a way, what a way to make it through
What a day, what a day to take to a wild child.
What a day, what a day to take to.
What a way, what a way to make it through.
What a day, what a day to take to a wild child.

6 thoughts on “Contemplating life, hard boiled eggs and enjoying being different on the path least traveled…

    • Thank you for stopping by… I am sure you can say that (though you may not realize it) because of what you are doing and saying what you are saying, making your thoughts known… 🙂

      “It is not the critic who counts, not the man who points out how the strong man stumbled, or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes short again and again, who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, and spends himself in a worthy cause, the man who at best knows achievement and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat.” – Theodore Roosevelt

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    • Thank you for visiting… one would have to experiment as each kettle may be a bit different, but it does work… Kim’s husband likes to take some hard boiled eggs to work, so when they make coffee in the morning, he puts however many eggs in the water and when the water has cycled, they have hard boiled eggs and coffee… 🙂

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