“Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird, that cannot fly.” (Langston Hughes) 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… 🙂

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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 🙂 )..

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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.
 
                           (Penned by Larry “Dutch” Woller )

Hello Diary,

Yes, it is a quiet morning on the prairies indeed..and as I sit here with a spot of tea as a gaze about the backyard, it suddenly occurred to me that I envy a weed!.. Yes, Diary, you heard me correctly, a weed… that weed happens to be, wait for it………………………………………………………………….. ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………. the dandelion… 🙂

There are those that do like the dandelion (including me), and while one has to beware of possible chemicals, the leaves are edible and some make dandelion wine.. in spite of that, it is shunned by most, ridiculed, attempts made to make it disappear just because it is different and not up to standards of elements of world societies…

So why would one be envious of a dandelion?… because in spite of all the life’s challenges it continues to follow its dream… “The only thing that stands between you and your dream is the will to try and the belief that it is actually possible.” – (Joel Brown)..

Will to Live
I think of all things that show a zest
For life, the dandelion beats the rest.
The little winged seeds from its white fluff ball
Settle and grow with no urging at all.
Settle in most unlikely places
And soon there’s a crop of dandelion faces.

They are man’s worst pest, but a child’s playthings.
Sometimes I wish I had light down wings
Like a dandelion seed, and could settle at will
On a velvety lawn or a sun-spread hill,
And live with the eagerness and zest
Of the wanton little dandelion pest.
(MARY TRIPLETT)

Soooooooo, like me, it goes to bed of a evening…

dandlion goodnight

And dreams a dream, preparing for the tomorrows… “My dreams are my dress rehearsals for my future.” (David Copperfield)… like me, every morning it wakes up to follow that dream…“Every morning your have two choices: continue to sleep with your dreams, or wake up and chase them.” (Author Unknown)…

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Soooooooooo, yes indeed, while the little dandelion and I have some things in common, I am envious of that little weed as it greats me every morning in all its glory… 🙂

Well, I had better close for now, have a few dreams of my own to browse and a life to live… 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 spirit only know happiness
On your journey through life.
(Larry “Dutch” Woller)

8 thoughts on ““Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird, that cannot fly.” (Langston Hughes) on the path least traveled…

  1. The leaves of dandelion are edible but they can also make you urinate a lot, and involuntarily, it seems. The French for “dandelion” is “pissenlit” which means, in polite company “wet the bed”, so be careful what you are doing!!

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    • Thank you for visiting!!.. I believe that having too many pints at the local pub has the same affect… 🙂 I haven’t eaten the leaves but I have had dandelion wine…

      Hope all is well in your part of the universe and life is all that you wish for it to be…

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  2. We love our dandelions–edible from root to petals! Dandelions and fiddlehead ferns are our springtime elixirs. Leaves are great cooked or in salads. I soak them in sat water, drain, rinse and voila! We woke up to frozen snow feathered on limbs and daffodils today. The foot of snow from Easter week has disappeared, but who knows what tomorrow will bring. ❤ Stay safe and well, Larry!

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    • Thank you for visiting!.. it has been a long time since I have had anything dandelion… I do like the wine… 🙂

      Take care, stay safe and well and hope all your tomorrows are filled with happiness and life is all that you wish for it to be… 🙂

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    • One needs to be careful in today’s world because of possible chemicals, but can be eaten…I compare the wine to a sweet white wine… 🙂

      Have a wonderful day and hope all your tomorrows are filled with happiness… 🙂

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  3. I for one love dandelions. If only I could be as free as one! And a beautiful reference to ABBA-who doesn’t like them.
    You have a beautiful blog and I am slowly discovering it.

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