“ A New Years toast; CHEERS, LASSIES AND LADS..To PEACE, HOPE and LOVE, may they long endure” on the path least traveled (and everywhere)…

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… 🙂

( “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 🙂 )

A quiet morning to wake up to
Sitting, gazing out, with a spot of tea,
Contemplating my tomorrows
Wondering, what will the future be.

A quiet morning, a open mind
Thinking about the path, its mysteries many fold,
Each to explore and treasure
Soon a treasured memory to behold.

A quiet morning, a open heart
Another day to learn and explore about me.
It is my life.. only get one chance
Will have to do it my way.. don’t you see.

A quiet morning, being different
Reminding me of words from a song,
Where do I fit in, one asks
One wonders, where do I belong.

A quiet morning, on the path
At the end of it, on the horizon, a lovely rainbow,
It is there my answers lie… the truth is known
Until then, only Fate will know.

A quiet morning, spirit and mind at the ready
To seek the rainbow… perhaps around the next bend,
Once found, I’ll have my answers, you see
And that will be the beginning, not the end.
 
                           ( Larry “Dutch” Woller )

“Don’t fit in with the old, too old for the new” (Bellamy Brothers) but somewhere on the horizon there is a place for me… 🙂

Hello Dairy…

It is New Years eve, time rapidly approaching to ring in the new… to face new challenges and adventures… in preparing for the new year, I came across a game hen that has been in the freezer since Columbus discovered America… 🙂 soooooooooooo, I put it in the crockpot…

While waiting for it to finish cooking, and with the future uncertain in the new year, made an inquiry to Fate..

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, I 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 )

Of course, Fate (nor Destiny) did not reply so I will have to venture down the path to get my answer… the adventure could get a bit bumpy at times, may see some gray skies, but I shall keep the words of Pope John XXIII in mind…

“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 )

And will not raise the white flag!!.. 🙂

With that being said, will close for now and finish preparing for the new year..but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

Until we meet again, on this holiday and every day…

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)

Happy New Year and I will see you next year… 🙂

Goodnight, goodnight, until we meet again
Adios, Au Revoir, Auf Wiedersehn ’til then
And though it’s always sweet sorrow to part
You know you’ll always remain in my heart
Goodnight, sleep tight, and pleasant dreams to you
Here’s a wish and a prayer that every dream comes true
And now ’til we meet again
Adios, Au Revoir, Auf Wiedersehn
GOOD NIGHT!

“The new year is approaching, and with a dream in my pocket and following my heart, it is down the path I shall venture” 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… 🙂

( “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 🙂 )

Christmas has passed but the spirit remains with New Year and Destiny appearing on the horizon…

The new year is rapidly approaching
As I contemplate the tomorrow,
Leaving some memories filled with happiness
A few memories filled with sorrow.

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

But we have a dream
Martin 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.

So I peer out the window
Not with sadness, sorrow or fear,
But a heart filled with a dream
That everyone.. has a wonderful new year.

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.

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

Hello Diary,

Christmas day has passed, got a few presents from Santa, and managed to evolve from the day relatively unscathed.. 🙂 a peaceful day as I relaxed and browsed the memory banks titled “Christmases Past”… I remember one Christmas as I were preparing dinner and I heard a noise.. It seems that little Bree (Jack Russell, passed away a few years ago)…

Encountered the Christmas mouse among the packages…

I was working on dinner
When there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the kitchen
To see what was the matter.

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

With spatula in hand, ENOUGH, I yelled
With a voice so loud and clear,
So that the Christmas mouse and Bree
Scattered to the winds, far and near..

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

The three of us managed to survive that Christmas day relatively uscathed also.. 🙂 coming back to reality, what does one get when one has too much idle time on ones hands and mixes mini-marshmallows and graham crackers…

In a microwave oven for 15 seconds, one would ask?.. S’mores Galore!!!!.. 🙂

Well, I had better bring my rambling to an end.. the New Year and Destiny is on the horizon and I need to seek them out.. but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

“ 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), soooooooooo it is on down the path I go following my dream..

“It’s not how much we give but how much love we put into giving.” (Mother Teresa) not only on Christmas day, but every day 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… 🙂

( “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 🙂 )

A gift of flowers for Christmas day..

A Christmas Bouquet for you, my love
Each bloom has been chosen in hopes to convey
To bring in the season of joy this year
With my message of love this day

With a red Carnation,
To show how my heart aches for you,
Posies of Forget-Me-Nots,
To show my love is true

And fragrant Freesias,
Embracing trust we share
With Lilies of the Valley,
Returning happiness and care

Daisies to show,
My love is loyal – undivided,
As the Phlox whispers softly,
‘Our spirits are united,’

And I’ve added Primrose,
To remind you again
That I can’t live without you,
And with you I’ll remain

And all about this Christmas bouquet,
Are sprigs of Baby’s Breath, sown
So delicately displayed
With a message of their own,

So with this Christmas bouquet, my love
I shall eternally bestow
A heartfelt message of love,
Even these blooms seem to know.

Merry Christmas….
(Larry “Dutch’ Woller)

With the season of giving..

Hello Dairy…

Christmas Eve is nearing and in the spirit of giving there are gifts under tree on the path.. gifts that that I place under the tree that cannot be purchased..the tree and the gifts are there each and every day, not just Christmas…..“The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched – they must be felt with the heart.” (Helen Keller).. 🙂

The gift of hope
Children can 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.

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

The gift of freedom
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.

The gift of happiness
Not a world of sorrow or fear
But a world of hope and dreams, not sadness
A world of eternal love and peace
A world of eternal happiness.

The gift of love
A love that is without end
Through an eternity it will endure,
A love that knows no boundaries
A love beautiful, caring and pure.
(Larry “Dutch” Woller)

And these gifts do not have a name on them so anyone can open them in the spirit of giving.. I do hope the gifts will be received with the same joy in which they were given… 🙂

It will be quiet in the home this Christmas, but I do not despair .. for over the years I have stored memories of Christmas past in the heart for when I grow too old to dream..

No matter where..

Or when…

And with home being where the heart is, I will always be home for Christmas with family and friends…

That being said, I had better see if Santa has left anything for me.. will be enjoying the holidays, but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise..

Merry Christmas, planet Earth, and hope the day (and every day) is filled with love, happiness, peace and good will for all…

“Christmas is not a time nor a season, but a state of mind. To cherish peace and goodwill, to be plenteous in mercy, is to have the real spirit of Christmas.” – (Calvin Coolidge) 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… 🙂

( “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 🙂 )

Not only is it the season of giving, but also the season for memories, not only to share the old but to make new..

As Christmas Day approaches
One contemplates not the day,
But all the years of memories and thoughts
That one, with family and friends, acquired along the way.

Memories filled with sadness, sorrow perhaps
Memories with happiness, joy and without fear,
Memories to bring out the laughter
memories to bring out a tear.

A special day and one to treasure
And not because of the calendar age,
Because the book of memories and thoughts
Will be adding another page!

Even though a distance and time apart
It will be a day that we all will share,
For our love and understanding knows no time or distance
Be assured, if only in spirit, I will be there!

It will become our memory, and we will share
Today, and every day…… forever,
Because of our free spirit eternal
Beyond…………. the 12th of Never!!
(Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Hello Diary,

Busy with preparations for the holiday and coming new year… Ole Man Winter visited the weekend and left his calling card… 🙂

Will Ole Man Winter visit on Christmas Day, one wonders.. or will Santa have to fine another mode of transportation than his sleigh… 🙂 and speaking of Santa, unwrapped a present early…

It is a solar charger for my phone… were going to wait till Christmas but with the unpredictable weather, decided to get it up and running and have it on standby… and while watching it snow, I contemplated the different scenarios for Christmas, here is one… 🙂

Twas the night before Christmas
All quiet around the tree,
Not a creature were stirring
I were dreaming about the lottery.

No stockings were hung with care
I needed them…you know,
They keep my feet warm
While I am out shoveling snow.

Cookies and milk were set out for Santa
Just before I went to bed,
Unfortunately Santa didn’t get a crumb
The mouse ate them instead.

There were only one package
A large envelope under the tree,
It was seasons greetings
From the power company.

But I jumped out of bed
And I shouted with glee,
Why were I happy, one wonders
I woke up on the green side of the grass, you see.
(Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Well, I had better close for now, much to do before relaxing and enjoying the holidays…but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

The spirit is in the air, the weather not to matter
And I am caught up in the spirit, I must confess,
So white or no, Merry Christmas to ALL!
And may all your presents be filled…. with love and happiness!!
( Larry “Dutch” Woller, )

“Try to be a rainbow in someone’s cloud.” (Maya Angelou) 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… 🙂

( “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 🙂 )

It is the time of year when all is in a hurry to enjoy the holiday season and sometimes one forgets about those who may not have that luxury…

And one should not forget about those who are there by ones side be it sickness or health, for the good days or bad days, when others may walk away…

He is my other eyes that can see above the clouds;
My other ears that hear above the winds.
He is the part of me that can reach out into the sea.

He has told me a thousand times over that
I am his reason for being: by the way he
rests against my leg; by the way he thumps
his tail at my smallest smile; by the way he
shows his hurt when I leave without taking him.
(I think it makes him sick with worry when he
is not along to care for me.)

When I am wrong, he is delighted to forgive.
When I am angry, he clowns to make me smile.
When I am happy, he is joy unbounded.
When I am a fool, he ignores it.
When I succeed, he brags.
Without him, I am only another person.
With him, I am all-powerful.
He is loyalty itself.
He has taught me the meaning of devotion.
With him, I know a secret comfort and a private peace.
He has brought me understanding
where before I was ignorant.
His head on my knee can heal my human hurts.
His presence by my side is protection against
my fears of dark and unknown things.
He has promised to wait for me…
whenever…wherever–in case I need him.
And I expect I will–as I always have.
He is just my dog.
(Author Gene Hill…)

Hello Diary,
Busy, busy here… getting ready for Christmas and the New Year…

It were a couple of weeks before Christmas
With a half decorated tree,
It was all quiet in the house
One could hear a pin drop, you see.

Still in my pajamas
All snuggled in bed,
With visions of winning the lottery
Dancing in my head…

There were a loud noise
And I awoke with a start,
I shuffled to the windows
The curtains I did part.

Was it 9 tiny reindeer
With a jolly elf dressed in red?
Disappointment in the air
It were the garbage collector instead.

I ventured to the kitchen
For a spot of tea and some toast,
Opened the fridge to find
A turkey and dressing to roast.

Ventured to the room with the tree
Being warmed by the morning sun,
At a glance I realized with a frown
That there’s dusting to be done.

In the corner were the vacuum
Looking so forlorn,
It needs to be run
Some time before Christmas morn.

Presents needing paper, ribbons
Bows and all that matter,
I stand outside with rake in hand
A yard full of leaves to gather.

A present under the tree
Could it be my favorite toy?
Then a thought came to mind
I may be too tired to enjoy… sighhhhh
(Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Thinking about Santa and checking to make sure one is good or bad, were thinking back to last spring when I saw two deer wander down my street, one looked right at me…

There are deer in the area but rarely do they venture into the village, especially during the daytime…. would it be possible that Santa sent those two deer to check up on ole Dutch, one wonders??.,…hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..

Well, the day is calling, things to do so will close for now.. But I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

Yes, for some their Christmas present is priceless and cannot be purchased….

“Yesterday is a memory, tomorrow remains a mystery, today is a new adventure. Greet it with open arms, a open heart, a open mind and a smile. Enjoy it because it won’t come again” 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… 🙂

( “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 🙂 )

A Kipling I know I’m not
I know that from the start,
No eloquent words here
Just words of love, from the heart.

Nothing cute or fancy…
No false charmers words here,
But words of undying love for you
From my heart, my very spirit…. my dear.

Couldn’t find the words for some time
Searched every book and song,
Until that wonderful precious day
That you… came along.

Now that I have the words
What’s this ole country boy to do,
How will these arthritic hands
Say those precious words to you.

It will have to be done right, you know
And I know I will find a way,
To say how much I Love You more
With every heartbeat, each and every day.

There will be no falsehoods or lies for you, dear one
No meaningless empty words, cute or clever,
For I would rather you love me for just one day
Than to hate this ole country boy forever.
( Larry “Dutch” Woller, )

Love may seem like a stranger to some, but I believe there is a bit of “the Rose” in everyone… 🙂

Hello Diary,

It has been a busy week here getting ready for the new year… not necessarily getting rid of the old, but getting ready to bring in the new… learning and changing… “Any piece of knowledge I acquire today has a value at this moment exactly proportioned to my skill to deal with it. Tomorrow, when I know more, I will recall that piece of knowledge and use it better. “ Mark van Doren

As the world knows, Windows 7 will not be supported after January 14, 2020 so change is needed and fortunately using the internet have been able to gather technology at a minimum cost… have been learning about the new while preparing to move data from the old… the old desktop where business, weather, etc is accessed…

The new laptop which will replace the desktop online..

The old laptop which is used for blogging, research, writing poetry, etc…

The new laptop which will replace the old laptop online…

The Kindle Fire mainly for reading but has other uses.. it is in color and has speakers..

And of course, my faithful Paperwhite that goes where I go… 🙂

This technology was purchased over the year ( I did not do Black Friday or Cyber Monday.. 🙂 ) and will help me continue to follow my dreams and continue my journey down the path least traveled… 🙂

And speaking of journey, I had better close as the new year rapidly approaches.. But I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

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 )

So, until we meet again….
May the love in your heart you give
Will 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 happiness
On your journey through life.
(Larry “Dutch” Woller)