“I alone cannot change the world, but I can cast a stone across the waters to create many ripples.” ( Mother Teresa) 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 🙂 )

While preparing for the weekend heat wave, were thinking about others in the world that could use a bit of support, showing that someone cares, they are not alone…if nothing more than a kind word giving them hope… “When a friend is in trouble, don’t annoy the friend by asking if there is anything you can do. Think up something appropriate and do it.” (Author Unknown)..

HOPE IS

Hope is a feather floating in a bright blue sky
Hope is that sparkle that shines in your eyes.
Hope is a butterfly fluttering on the wind
Hope is good times spent with family and friends.

Hope is a newborn baby’s cry
Hope is a Mother’s lullaby.
Hope is the rainbow after a rain
Hope is the harvest of golden grain.

Hope is the light that keeps darkness at bay
Hope is the breeze on a hot summer day.
Hope is ever present and free of cost
Hope is the last thing ever lost.

Hope is staying positive when the going gets tough
Hope is seeking help when you feel you’ve had enough.
Hope is recovery from simmering sorrow
Hope is believing in a brighter tomorrow.
(Linda Hotger)

And I believe that if everyone would give a little, a few would not have to give a lots… we are all a unique and precious piece of the worlds puzzle and as one there is nothing we cannot accomplish…. for we are the world…

people of the world

“Change will not come if we wait for some other person, or if we wait for some other time. We are the ones we’ve been waiting for. We are the change that we seek.” ― Barack Obama

Hello Diary,

Yes, it is a Wednesday and the beginning of a major heat wave for the next few days;
URGENT – WEATHER MESSAGE
National Weather Service Lincoln IL
328 AM CDT Wed Jul 17 2019

…DANGEROUS HEAT ARRIVES IN MIDWEST…
…EXCESSIVE HEAT WARNING IN EFFECT FROM 1 PM THURSDAY TO 7 PM
CDT SUNDAY…
TEMPERATURE…Highs in the mid 90s daily, with heat index
reaching 105 to 110.

Have been busy preparing for the heat here and while getting myself ready, in the process have been helping others prepare also… purchased some extra food for my backyard friends and their friends… “I expect to pass through this world but once. Any good therefore that I can do, or any kindness that I can show to any fellow creature, let me do it now. Let me not defer or neglect it, for I shall not pass this way again.” Stephen Grellet

birdfood 1

And, while I am a monthly donor to the Foodbank, donated some extra for those who may need a hand… “When I give food to the poor, they call me a saint. When I ask why the poor have no food, they call me a communist.” Helder Camara

foodbank

And I will be helping the National Weather Service, I am a volunteer Cooperative Observer (since 2001) and they, and others, use my observations for forecasts, watches, warnings etc… here is an example of what I send to them every morning at 6 AM…“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

Daily weather summary, Conkey Branch Watershed, for period 0600, 7-15-2019 to 0600, 7-16-2019.
(Note; All times Central Daylight Savings Time).
Precip-
Liquid;  0.01“ (periods of drizzle/light rain 1800-1900, 7-15-2019).
Snowfall;  0.0“.
On ground;  0“.
Temperature-
Hi;  85.2º @ 359, 7-15-2019.
Lo;  69.8º @ 0604, 7-15-2019.
At obs 0540, 7-16-2019 (6’ above ground);  73.4°.
At obs 0540, 7-16-2019 (ground level 1/2);  74.7/74.3°.
Soil Observations-
Soil Moisture 4” (bare soil);  “/ %.
Frost depth bare soil, gauge’s 1 (original) /2  (established 8-28-2014);  “.
Frost depth bare soil thawed,  gauge’s 1 (original) /2 (established 8-28-2014);    “.
At obs 12” soil bare (frost gauge 1/2);  77.4/72.1º.
At obs 36” soil bare, (frost gauge 1/2);  70.7/66.5º.
4” soil (bare)-
Max;  84.3º.
Min;  75.7º.
At obs;  76.1º.
4” soil (sod)-
Max;  78.8º.
Min;  76.6º.
At obs;  76.6º.
Dew Point-
Max;  72.2º @ 1310, 7-15-2019.  
Min:   64.0º @ 0604, 7-15-2019.  
Wind obs-
Avg; 8.6 mph.
Peak wind; S (  180º) @ non-tstm gust, 24.7 mph @ 1347, 7-15-2019.
Space Weather Earth (NOAA Space Weather Prediction Center) for 7-16-2019 at obs 0540 CST-
  Stratospheric ozone forecast this location (Dobson, Climate Prediction Center); 300 on 7-16-2019.
  Temperature (Ion/Kelvin); 4.93e+04 (-450.79F).
  Solar wind (kim/sec)/Density (proton particle/cc); 376.8/3.6.
  Geomagnetic Storm (watches/warnings); None.
  Solar Radiation Storm (watches/warnings); None.  
Ground level ozone (8 hour obs); 45 on 7-15-2019.
Carbon Particles Per Square Inch (8 hour obs); 29 on 7-15-2019.
UV index Observed (solar noon); 5 @ 1256, 7-15-2019 (temp  85.1°; wind  12.0 mph;  mostly cloudy w/haze).
Sunrise/Sunset 7-16-2019 (UNSO); 0536/2019.
Sunshine (hours obs); 8.5 (0600-1430, 7-15-2019).
Weather (previous calendar day); Partly to mostly cloudy w/haze AM, mostly cloudy w/haze Afternoon, cloudy PM.
Evaporation in hundredths of an inch, daily/monthly total (evap pan);  0.14/1.99“.
Evapotranspiration, daily/monthly total (ET gauge);  0.12/2.03“.
Growing degree Days (Daily/Total); 27.5/1580.5.
Provisional gage height, USGS Salt Fork Site 03336900 (near St. Joseph, Il.); 3.13 ft, Vermilion River Site 03339000 (near Danville, Il.); 3.21 ft @ 0445, 7-16-2019.
At 0540, 7-16-2019;   Cloudy, thin shallow fog/haze, light dew, wind S @ 6.1 mph, temp  73.4º, BP 29.94, RH 85%, DP 68.8°, WC °.

Hopefully by me (along with others) helping them, they can help someone else…“The life I touch for good or ill will touch another life, and that in turn another, until who knows where the trembling stops or in what far place my touch will be felt.” (Frederick Buechner ).. 🙂

Well, I had better close.. Have a bit more preparing to do before ready for the heat but ready we shall be and as the saying goes “this too shall pass”… 🙂 .. But I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

Until we meet again…

May love and laughter light your days,
and warm your heart and home.
May good and faithful friends be yours,
wherever you may roam.
May peace and plenty bless your world
with joy that long endures.
May all life’s passing seasons
bring the best to you and yours!
May flowers always line your path
and sunshine light your way,
May songbirds serenade your
every step along the way,
May a rainbow run beside you
in a sky that’s always blue,
And may happiness fill your heart
each day your whole life through.
May the dreams you hold dearest
Be those which come true
May the kindness you spread
Keep returning to you
(Irish Saying)

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“It is not the size of the dog in a fight that matters, it is the size of the fight in the dog”.. (Mark Twain) 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 🙂 )

It is a Wednesday and I browsed the news, so much hate, anger and ridicule… not so here on the path for love overcomes all and will not be denied… not only in deeds but words… 🙂

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

Nothing cute or fancy,
No false charmers words are there here,
But words of love for you
From my heart, my very being, my dear.

Couldn’t find the words….search sprit and mind
Hoping those precious words would appear
Then came wonderful, precious moment
For there, in my heart they were, my dear…

Now that I have the words
What’s this ole country boy to do,
How will these arthritic hands, my love
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 )

Listen to your heart, be yourself, who you are from within and pay no heed to others, for being you, as you are, you’re unforgettable… 🙂

Hello Diary,

Some storms on the horizon and not just the world society… 🙂 taking a few moments to share some thoughts, no hate, anger, fear or ridicule here, only love… flowers are about love and will share some from the gardens along with some thoughts I had penned in history’s past…

A garden bouquet for you, my love
Each bloom has been chosen in hopes to convey
Thoughts of happiness and joy
With my message of love this day.

Daylilies…“ Love is a beautiful journey, where every step is a destination and every moment an eternity” (Apoorve Duby)

water garden 1

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

Honeysuckle..“Don’t be pushed around by the fears in your mind. Be led by the dreams in your heart.” (Roy T. Bennett )

honeysuckle

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

Peonies..“Just because you feel someone does not love you as much as they should, does not mean they don’t give you all the love they have”..

peonies

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

Rose..“You don’t love the person you can live with, you love the person you cannot live without”…

rose, heirloom climber

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

Hibiscus..“True love doesn’t happen right away; it’s an ever-growing process. It develops after you’ve gone through many ups and downs, when you’ve suffered together, cried together, laughed together, loved together.” (Ricardo Montalban)

hibiscus

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

Water lily…“While you’re busy looking for the perfect person, you’ll probably miss the imperfect person who could make you perfectly happy” (Author Unknown)..

white lily

So with this bouquet, my love
I shall eternally bestow
A heartfelt message of love,
Even these blooms seem to know.
(Larry “Dutch’ Woller)

“Love knows no bounds or time, love is the spirit of the heart, love is the life support of hope, love is the force behind compassion, love is the foundation for true friendships, relationships….without love, life is barren and cold and has no meaning”…. (Larry “Dutch” Woller)

“Portrait of a Friend”

I can’t give solutions to all of life’s problems, doubts,
or fears. But I can listen to you, and together we will
search for answers.

I can’t change your past with all it’s heartache and pain,
nor the future with its untold stories.
But I can be there now when you need me to care.

I can’t keep your feet from stumbling.
I can only offer my hand that you may grasp it and not fall.

Your joys, triumphs, successes, and happiness are not mine;
Yet I can share in your laughter.

Your decisions in life are not mine to make, nor to judge;
I can only support you, encourage you,
and help you when you ask.

I can’t prevent you from falling away from friendship,
from your values, from me.
I can only think of you, talk to you and wait for you.

I can’t give you boundaries which I have determined for you,
But I can give you the room to change, room to grow,
room to be yourself.

I can’t keep your heart from breaking and hurting,
But I can cry with you and help you pick up the pieces
and put them back in place.

I can’t tell you who you are or who you will be
I can only love you and be your friend
(Adam Clarke)

Better close for now.. have some dreams to follow while dealing with life’s challenges…. but I shall return one day with my fingers doing the walking and my heart doing the talking, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

Ignore the fears in your mind, be yourself, follow the love in your heart with a dream in your pocket.. for if you could see yourself the way I do you would realize how wonderful you truly are… 🙂

“No road is too long for him who advances slowly and does not hurry, and no attainment is beyond his reach who equips himself with patience to achieve it.” (Jean de La Bruyere ) 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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It is the 4th of July and as I quietly gaze upon the gardens..

water garden 1

I venture down memory lane thankful for living my life my way… 🙂

A time to contemplate the past
A time to give thanks…they say,
To relive treasured memories
Of each and every passing day.

Thanks for letting me feel love
Be it joy, or be it heartache,
To know someone’s love
A treasured feeling their love did make.

Thanks for letting me live life
To explore, to follow one’s dream,
To seek out and live every adventure
Not enough time in the day… it did seem.

Thanks for letting me meet friends
To share thoughts of love, hope..perhaps a tear,
And by going down the path together in friendship
Doing away with hate, anger….and fear.

Thanks for giving me the courage
To follow my own path…to be me,
To not follow someone else’s path
To live my own….. reality.

Thanks for giving me an open mind
As I venture down the path… allowing me,
To gaze upon life’s treasures, large and small
That many others do not see.

Thanks for giving me an open heart
Able to love, understand and forgive,
And when I grow too old to dream
A place where my memories will live.

Yes, I have much to be thankful for
And every day the list gets longer… you see,
As I venture down the path least traveled
Searching for what destiny… has waiting for me.
(Larry “Dutch” Woller 11-18-2018)

Ahhhhhhhhhh, those were the days…

Hello Diary,

Yes, it is the 4th of July but no fireworks, parades or parties here, just me and a bottle of wine..

me, wine, beret

Quietly reminiscing and browsing memories, and also contemplating the future….

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.

So tell me , fate
You hold the key,
What is my destiny
Suppose to be?

I helped construct the IMPE building Champaign, Illinois during my years on construction..

IMPE building

Can no longer build cities
The back is tired and sore,
I was a soldier once
No longer have the heart for war.

Vietnam, 12th Marine Regiment 1965-1966..

medals

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.

This stalk of corn came from one of our fields, I am standing between my Dad and sister…

cornstalk

I’ve donated time and money
Ask for nothing in return,
I see nothing has changed
Will they ever learn?

I am a sustaining donor to the Foodbank..

foodbank 2

I’ve tilled the fields and went to war
Built cities and bridges and much more,
Has my destiny run it’s course
Fate, is there any more?

Cloud deck 2

(Larry “Dutch” Woller)

“And in the end, it’s not the years in your life that count. It’s the life in your years.” (Abraham Lincoln )

Well, I had better close for now…have quiet day of celebrating the freedom of living life.. …“Today I choose life. Every morning when I wake up I can choose joy, happiness, negativity, pain… To feel the freedom that comes from being able to continue to make mistakes and choices – today I choose to feel life, not to deny my humanity but embrace it.” (Kevyn Aucoin).. but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…. 🙂

Yes, I may have to make and small adjustment from time to time, but I follow my dreams with a open mind and led by the heart.. Diary, never let go of your dreams “Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird, that cannot fly.” (Langston Hughes) and should doubt enter your mind remember “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)….

“It’s not how much we give but how much love we put into giving.” (Mother Teresa) 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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Sunday sunrise

A Quiet Sunday Morning…

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

A quiet Sunday morning, life is calling
Beckoning on the path, its mysteries many unfold,
Each to explore and treasure
One day to become a memory to behold.

A quiet Sunday morning, birds chirping
Another day to learn and explore about me.
It is my life.. only I can live it
So will do it my way.. don’t you see.

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

A quiet Sunday morning, here on the path
At the end… on the horizon… lies my rainbow,
It is there my answers lie… the truth is known
Until then, only Fate and destiny will know.

Yes, a quiet Sunday morning, spirit, body and mind at the ready
To seek that rainbow… perhaps around the next bend,
Once found, I’ll have my answers, destiny known
And that will be the beginning, not the end.
 
                           (Penned by Larry “Dutch” Woller )

Hello Diary,

It is Sunday, weekend finally here… haven’t been online much the last week, took advantage of the unsettled weather outdoors and spent the week multi-tasking, chores, some house cleaning and moving furnishings and technology around the house, making change preparing for summer… “For time and the world do not stand still. Change is the law of life. And those who look only to the past or the present are certain to miss the future.” (John F. Kennedy ).. 🙂

Even thought being busy, busy, busy, I did take a break from activities and relax with one of my favorite pastimes, coloring (sometimes referred to as pencil art) using adult coloring books and colored pencils..

coloring

It is a inexpensive way of relaxing anytime and all that is missing is the artists imagination.. 🙂 keeping the summer spirit, I purchased a new electric teapot…

tea pot

It has some flowers on the pot and perhaps help the kitchen be bright and cheery on those rainy days…and I don’t have to water the flowers, clever, eh?… 🙂

Yes, I woke up to a sunny morning with a gentle breeze and while sipping on a spot of tea, I was thankful.. In fact, I penned some thoughts about being thankful one Thanksgiving…

Being Thankful….

Thanksgiving has arrived
Another year as gone bye,
Been busy chasing dreams
Living life..time did fly,

A time to contemplate the past
A time to give thanks…they say,
To relive treasured memories
Of each and every passing day.

Thanks for letting me feel love
Be it joy, or be it heartache,
To know someone’s love
A treasured feeling their love did make.

Thanks for letting me live life
To explore, to follow one’s dream,
To seek out and live every adventure
Not enough time in the day… it did seem.

Thanks for letting me meet friends
To share thoughts of love, hope..perhaps a tear,
And by going down the path together in friendship
Doing away with hate, anger….and fear.

Thanks for giving me the courage
To follow my own path…to be me,
To not follow someone else’s path
To live my own….. reality.

Thanks for giving me an open mind
As I venture down the path… allowing me,
To gaze upon life’s treasures, large and small
That many others do not see.

Thanks for giving me an open heart
Able to love, understand and forgive,
And when I grow too old to dream
A place where my memories will live.

Yes, I have much to be thankful for
And every day the list gets longer… you see,
As I venture down the path least traveled
Searching for what destiny… has waiting for me.
(Larry “Dutch” Woller )

Well, I had better close…have a day to live though relaxing..will enjoy it because, like everyone, it is unique, one of a kind and will not return again.. but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

Yes, Diary, I woke up this morning on the green side of the grass (not under it) with a smile on my face, being me, and “Today I choose life. Every morning when I wake up I can choose joy, happiness, negativity, pain… To feel the freedom that comes from being able to continue to make mistakes and choices – today I choose to feel life, not to deny my humanity but embrace it.” (Kevyn Aucoin) so it is going to be one of those zip-a-dee-do-dah days… 🙂

Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay
My, oh my, what a wonderful day
Plenty of sunshine headin’ my way
Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay

Mister Bluebird’s on my shoulder
It’s the truth, it’s actual
Ev’rything is satisfactual
Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay
Wonderful feeling, wonderful day, yes sir!

Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay
My, oh my, what a wonderful day
Plenty of sunshine headin’ my way
Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay

Mister Bluebird’s on my shoulder
It’s the truth, it’s actual
Ev’rything is satisfactual
Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay
Wonderful feeling, feeling this way

Mister Bluebird’s on my shoulder
It is the truth, it’s actual… huh?
Where is that bluebird? Mm-hm!
Ev’rything is satisfactual
Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay
Wonderful feeling, wonderful day!

“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) 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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A Wednesday, spot of tea in hand, thinking about friends and

As the dawn approaches
One contemplates not the day,
But all the years of memories and thoughts
That one acquired along the way.

Some filled with sadness, sorrow perhaps
Some with happiness, love and without fear,
Some to bring out the laughter
Some 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 will share,
Our love and understanding knows no time or distance
Be assured, have no doubt, I will be there!

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

Hello Diary,

Multitasking again today… 🙂 woke up this morning to red skies…

red skies1

A indication of future storms here on the prairies “red skies in the morning, sailors warning” confirmed by the weather service of possible severe weather tonight and tomorrow… add to the fact that I got the new refrigerator Monday…

new fridge

Soooooooooooo, presently scurrying around doing tasks and chores before I “batten down the hatches”.. 🙂 all a part of life here on the prairies while searching for ones destiny…

Destiny sits upon the morning horizon
Always in site, but never clear
And as I travel along the road I have chosen
Destiny remains forever in place
Sitting upon the morning horizon

But as the years pass
And the road spans the distance
Between yesterday and tomorrow
I know my destiny will arrive

For time alone will close the gap
So yesterday becomes dust filled memories
And the horizon of tomorrow
Will be the road of today

For then, there will be no yesterday or tomorrow, only today
And when that day arrives
I will find peace and be complete
For I will be one with my destiny

(Favi F)

One day here on the path will find that destiny and it will be the beginning, not the end… 🙂 and there will be days with sun and days of gloom for “One will not know success without failure, one will not know happiness without sorrow, one will not know love without heartache”.. (Larry “Dutch” Woller) and there will be choices to make..

CHOICE
I’ll be what I must be, in spite of me
as life won’t always give the things I choose
and so I have to make what has to be
into the things my life and I can use.

All roads don’t lead to Rome, as it’s been said,
but some to Paris, and a little fun,
so I will change the path where I would dread
to go to where I choose, when I am done.

I’ll not be forced into a better scheme
if I can’t see the end result my way
if it’s not part of what my heart can dream
it never will come to the light of day.

All things can change, if I have any voice
in what they are, and I will make the choice.
(Vee Bdosa 2014)

And make those choices I will by following my heart “Never look left or right, Always look straight ahead, Always listen to your heart, Pay little attention to your head” (is that groaning I hear??.. 🙂 )

Well, I had better close, have more choices to make before finishing the day, but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

Venturing down the path least traveled while waiting for that one moment in time …”For then, there will be no yesterday or tomorrow, only today, and when that day arrives I will find peace and be complete, for I will be one with my destiny” (Favi F)

Each day I live
I want to be
A day to give
The best of me
I’m only one
But not alone
My finest day
Is yet unknown

I broke my heart
Fought every gain
To taste the sweet
I face the pain
I rise and fall
Yet through it all
This much remains

I want one moment in time
When I’m more than I thought I could be
When all of my dreams are a heartbeat away
And the answers are all up to me
Give me one moment in time
When I’m racing with destiny
Then in that one moment of time
I will feel
I will feel eternity

I’ve lived to be
The very best
I want it all
No time for less
I’ve laid the plans
Now lay the chance
Here in my hands

You’re a winner for a lifetime
If you seize that one moment in time
Make it shine

“I would rather walk with a friend in the dark, than alone in the light.” (Helen Keller) 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… 🙂

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“When we begin to build walls of prejudice, hatred, pride, and self-indulgence around ourselves, we are more surely imprisoned than any prisoner behind concrete walls and iron bars.” Mother Angelica

refugees

Hello Diary,

It is a Saturday, a somewhat cool but quiet start to the weekend (at this time snow is in the forecast for tonight and tomorrow… 🙂 ) after a wild three days… Wednesday had thunderstorms and heavy rain, Thursday had gale winds (gusts to 50-60 mph), high wind warnings, tornado watch and Friday had snow… 🙂 … but managed to get through it unscathed…

Looked outside this morning and saw Mr. Rabbit and Mr. Squirrel getting a snack before the morning rush…

rabbitsquirrel

Also saw a robin this morning (perched on the neighbors metal fence)…

sat robin

It may be entertaining thoughts about going back south… 🙂 while the weather event were going on decided to check out my supplies for starting and planting tomatoes…

seeds

I save seeds and have different varieties of tomatoes but I mainly plant Roma tomatoes… when they become ripe, I will clean the tomatoes real good, put in a zip-loc bag and freeze them..

froazen tomato

(The tomatoes you see are two years old)… of course, when they are thawed the tomato cannot be sliced but is good for stews, soups, salsas, etc.. the skin practically falls of and they have the texture of a canned tomato…

tomato basil

I eat the tomato as is with a dash of sweet basil… 🙂 …

Again I were ask the other day what I thought being a friend meant.. well, I have posted this in the past but believe it bears repeating.. my thoughts are much like those of Adam Clarke:

“Portrait of a Friend”

I can’t give solutions to all of life’s problems, doubts,
or fears. But I can listen to you, and together we will
search for answers.

I can’t change your past with all it’s heartache and pain,
nor the future with its untold stories.
But I can be there now when you need me to care.

I can’t keep your feet from stumbling.
I can only offer my hand that you may grasp it and not fall.

Your joys, triumphs, successes, and happiness are not mine;
Yet I can share in your laughter.

Your decisions in life are not mine to make, nor to judge;
I can only support you, encourage you,
and help you when you ask.

I can’t prevent you from falling away from friendship,
from your values, from me.
I can only think of you, talk to you and wait for you.

I can’t give you boundaries which I have determined for you,
But I can give you the room to change, room to grow,
room to be yourself.

I can’t keep your heart from breaking and hurting,
But I can cry with you and help you pick up the pieces
and put them back in place.

I can’t tell you who you are or who you will be
I can only love you and be your friend
(Adam Clarke)

And here are my thoughts that rhyme.. 🙂

My Friend The Lady

The garden roses are red
The backyard violets are blue,
Brightness, delicacy, and warmth to behold
That starts me to think of you!

Your beauty, inside and out
That brightens the darkest skies,
Can feel the glowing warmth
Of your lovely, soft, eyes!

Your lovely soft hands
Used with passionate gentleness
Delicate nimble fingers
With a touch of tenderness

And there are your thoughts
That I cherish and treasure,
That I value so highly
They are beyond measure!

One who ventures ever forward
Facing life without dread or fear,
Yet not letting go of the precious past
Holding on to all that is dear,

A few thoughts of you, my friend
Coming from the heart
Thoughts that will never end
Even though in life, we may part.

(penned by Larry “Dutch” Woller, )

Well, I had better close.. venture on down the path looking for that elusive rainbow… “Don’t walk in front of me… I may not follow, don’t walk behind me… I may not lead, walk beside me… just be my friend” ― (Albert Camus)… but I shall return one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

“I am what I am, venturing down the path of life, following my dreams, chasing rainbows and leaving safe harbor to boldly go where I have not been before”… (Larry “Dutch” Woller)

“I alone cannot change the world, but I can cast a stone across the waters to create many ripples.” (Mother Teresa) 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… 🙂

Me 1 copy

( “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 🙂 )

“As my world is in a constant state of change, tomorrow my world will change, my future world will still be a mystery and today’s world will become history and a memory…” (Larry “Dutch” Woller)

With a hint of spring in the air, giving some thoughts of my garden… 🙂

A Not So Secret Garden

I live in a not so secret garden
Along the path least traveled,
Quite unlike the other world
A world that has become unraveled.

A garden of peace and harmony
Being different does not matter here,
All creatures, big and small, living together
Unlike the other world, they do not live in fear.

Together we live the hand that Fate has dealt us
Not sure, or dwell, on our final destiny,
But live to enjoy the moment, the hour, the day
That is what life is about, don’t you see.

So into the not so secret garden I will venture
Along the path least traveled,
To find love, understanding, to follow one’s dreams
Unlike the other world unraveled.

(Larry “Dutch” Woller )

Hello Diary,

It is a Tuesday and for a change a somewhat pleasant day weather wise with a hint of spring in the air… no snow, no winter present at the moment with some warming sunshine…

tues morn

Starting to see a few migratory birds also so another hint as to change… “Change is the law of life. And those who look only to the past and present are certain to miss the future.” John F. Kennedy….. keeping in the spring spirit, decided to check out my flower seed inventory..

veggie seeds

“A single rose can be my garden… a single friend, my world.” Leo Buscaglia… while not ready to plant, did contemplate planting the garden… 🙂 .. and speaking of contemplating, I did some contemplating as I saw the “clouds” in the sky…

contrails #1

Those “clouds” are referred to as “Contrails”, created by mortal’s flying machine as they seek out their destiny.. while I was contemplating their Fate, I also contemplated my Fate.. “Every single thing that has ever happened in your life is preparing you for a moment that is yet to come”….

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.

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,
I was a soldier once
No longer have the heart for war.

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.

So tell me, fate
You hold the key,
What is my destiny
Suppose to be?

I’ve donated time and money
Ask for nothing in return,
I see nothing has changed
Will they ever learn?

So tell me, fate
You hold the key,
What is my destiny
Suppose to be?

I’ve tilled the fields and went to war
Built cities and bridges and much more,
Has my destiny run it’s course
Fate, is there any more?

So tell me, fate
You hold the key,
What is my destiny
Suppose to be?
(Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Well, I will never know my destiny setting here so I had better venture on down the path least traveled.. 🙂 .. see what adventures lie ahead… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

I will be me, will follow my dreams and one day will find my destiny because……… I were born free… 🙂

“I am free born and free bred, where I acknowledge no man as my superior, except for his own worth, or as my inferior, except for his own demerit.” Theodore Roosevelt

Born free, as free as the wind blows
As free as the grass grows
Born free to follow your heart

Live free and beauty surrounds you
The world still astounds you
Each time you look at a star

Stay free, where no walls divide you
You’re free as the roaring tide
So there’s no need to hide

Born free, and life is worth living
But only worth living
‘Cause you’re born free

(Stay free, where no walls divide you)
You’re free as the roaring tide
So there’s no need to hide

Born free, and life is worth living
But only worth living
‘Cause you’re born free