“When one suddenly finds oneself in a swamp up to one’s armpits in alligators, it is difficult to remember the objective was to drain the swamp” on the path least traveled….   

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The heat wave continues so reducing daily activity somewhat, especially  in the afternoon.. A good time to contemplate about one’s life and the path taken…  🙂

Who am I, one wonders
Whether it is race, gender or ideology,
As I venture down life’s path
As a spirit that is born free..

Wondering about being different
Reminds me of words from a song,
Where do I fit in, one would ask
One wonders, where do I belong.

Does the image without
Determine who I am to be,
Even though the spirit within
May be different, be me.

Do I follow my heart’s dream
When heart and mind disagree,
Or do I listen to the mind
While dealing with reality.

Those questions and more
Life’s puzzle to unravel,
To find answers I am seeking
Down the path I must travel.

So I shall  continue down the path least traveled
To seek that rainbow, perhaps around the next bend,
Once found, I’ll have my answers
And that will be the beginning, not the end.
    (Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Hello Diary,

Well, there are no alligators or swamp here but with the addition of the heat wave, life has plenty of challenges/life’s storms present to deal with… but here on the path “I’m not afraid of storms, for I’m learning how to sail my ship.” (Louisa May Alcott)…. So, we are adjusting the sails to deal with the change in the wind…  🙂

Not as bad as other parts of the country, yet, but making changes in the daily activity to add to changes already made over time…  some for health reasons but mainly to deal with trying to avoid putting a stain on the resources, etc…. I have ceiling fans to keep home cool, reducing activity, using the air conditioning at a minimum.. 🙂

 

 

I have energy efficient bulbs which generate low heat also… 🙂

I have a energy efficient microwave, I also have a energy efficient convection oven (baking bread)… 🙂

And when I need something different to cook with, I have a energy efficient digital hot plate and when I use the adapter (sitting on top) I can use my standard cookware… 🙂

When needed, I also have energy efficient crockpots.. 🙂
And to clean the dishes, to reduce the usage of water and resources, I have a energy efficient electric tea kettle to heat the water to wash dishes, etc.. 🙂

These are a few of the things I do, heat wave or no heat wave, and I know it is not for everyone as everyone has taken different paths in life… and there will be many who will raise a eyebrow looking at me as if I am different, but I like being different..  🙂

And why do I wish to be different, you may ask,
The freedom to choose, to explore, to learn a lot,
Dictated to by a prophet chained to a myth…. NOT
Maybe so everyone can shout and point at me,
And say, “Hey, he’s different”, don’t you see.

My mind is clear and open, gathering knowledge every day
My spirit is young, adventuresome and floating free,
Not confined by those social chains, no box, no mold for me
I am what I am, I am me, what I wish to be,
Perhaps that makes me different, don’t you see.

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
On down the path least traveled I will venture, with spirit free
Why the path least traveled?..well, I’m different, don’t  you  see.
                                         ( Larry “Dutch” Woller )

Well, I had better close for now, the sails need more adjusting and there are adventures to explore even with life’s challenges… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise..  🙂

I hope the path you choose helps build a better future for yourself and life is all that you wish for it to be and 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 heart only know love and happiness
On your journey through life.
     (Larry “Dutch” Woller)

“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) on the path least traveled….   

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Hello Diary,

Going to venture down memory lane for a bit and share another story about the telephone… I am of German ancestry and grew up on a farm in a area here on the prairies known as “Dutch Flats” (another reason why I got the nickname “Dutch”).. The area were predominately occupied by folks who spoke both fluent English and a dialect known as Low German… my Mom and Grandmother could speak fluent English, Low German and High German… everyone mainly spoke English but sometimes would chat in German, especially on the phone.. hold that thought..  🙂

 

 

Our phone on the farm looked similar to the one in this photo and located on a wall near the center of the house… 🙂

It was connected to what was known then as a “party line” and there were 10 phones connected to that one line and everyone was suppose to respect the others privacy… one would ring the operator and tell the operator who one wished to call and the operator would connect you… each phone had its own ring (our phone was a long ring and two short rings) and you had to listen when the phone rang to make sure it was meant for you… sometimes curiosity would get the best of some folks and they would try to listen in… when Mom were talking to Grandma, if they suspected someone was listening, they would switch to High German because few, if any, could understand what they were talking about…  🙂

I did not learn much German and most of what I learned I have forgotten.. However I had a teacher once tell me that the day I need not gather anymore knowledge was the day of my funeral so with the advancement in technology and internet, I decided to learn a new language, if for no other reason than I can, so I chose Spanish…   🙂

Due to other life challenges I haven’t attended school for awhile now, but will start in again soon, may never get good at speaking the language but nothing ventured, nothing gained and who knows, maybe one day it may come in handy as myself and others share thoughts and memories…  🙂

 

My schoolroom… 🙂
What I am attempting to say is “Hello, how are you, bye for now”… 🙂
And that is the way it is here on the prairies as we follow our dreams being led by our heart, sails set full with eyes on the horizon…  🙂

When Is The Right Time, One Would Ask….

To climb a mountain
To fly a plane,
To hug a friend 
To run naked in the rain.

To stand up tall
To make your thoughts known,
To blend with a crowd
To go it alone.

To till the field
To sow the seeds of peace and more,
To pen a poem of love
To write a musical score.

To take this path
To maybe take the other,
To open ones heart
To  share it with another.

Today, tomorrow perhaps?
The answer is in the heart, you see,
So when is the right time, one asks?
When your heart wishes for it to be..
        ( Larry “Dutch” Woller )
Well, I had better close for now, the day is calling.. No school today but as I venture down the path I’m still learning as “ 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), but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…  🙂

Hope your learning lamp is burning bright, life is all that you wish for it to be and 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 heart only know love and happiness
On your journey through life.
     (Larry “Dutch” Woller)

“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) on the path least traveled…

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Hello Diary,

Stopping the world briefly, get off, relax a bit and share some thoughts, some that rhyme…  leave the world woes for the moment, enjoy the day and contemplate the tomorrows…  a taste of spring had arrived, giving a hint as to what the future may have instore… time to leave those winter doldrums and venture out…  🙂

Today is St. Patrick’s day here on the prairie and with visons of leprechauns and  pot of gold at the end of the rainbow… if I were to look for the pot my luck would be the same as Mr. Koch.. “If I traveled to the end of the rainbow as Dame Fortune did intend, Murphy would be there to tell me the pot’s at the other end.”   (Ed Koch)….  🙂

 

The feral cat were out and about, checking the domain.. managed to get a rare photo of the elusive feline… he/she is in the center of the picture walking on top of the fence… 🙂

Also were seeing signs of migratory birds seeking out their destiny… my backyard choir were gathering and starting to practice.. 🙂

I’m watching the sun come up
With a spot of tea in my hand,
Thoughts passing like a gentle breeze
As I gaze upon the land.

Thinking about my garden
As I watch the squirrels at play,
Will this be a good year?
With nature being kind...day by day.?

Or will it be like last year
A struggle both day and night,
Hoping for a better day
With every morning’s light.

Love is in the air
Carried by a gentle breeze,
In the notes of a birds song
As the melody,..gently,.. drifts through the trees.

The time has come to make ready
To plan and to prepare,
Even though it’s cool outside
A taste of spring, and love,  is in the air!

Or is it just me………….. 
           (Larry “Dutch” Woller )

Yes, spring brings love and new life and with that love spring also brings hope… 🙂

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)

Well, I had better close for now.. the path is calling and with a heart full of love and a pocket filled with dreams it is on down the path I venture… to see what destiny has instore for me.. But I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…  🙂

Until we meet again…

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)

“Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass, it’s about learning to dance in the rain”. (Author Unknown) on the path least traveled…  

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Hello Diary,

Before I start relaxing with a cup of Earl Grey and the Kindle, thought I would pop in and share a few thoughts…  ole Man Winter decided to visit last week and added snow to the rest of life’s challenges… not only did Phil, the ground hog, not see his shadow here on Ground Hog’s day, he could not get out of his home…  🙂

 

If he did mange to venture out, this is what he would have found… 🙂

Not to be denied, I spent the last couple of days moving snow, taking my time…. Unfortunately, with climate change I traded my snowblower in for a air conditioner, so had to use a shovel.. 🙂

BUT, we did not get depressed, we did not raise the “white flag”, for in spite of the storm outside, we put our dancing shoes on.. Thee first thing we did were turn on the energy efficient convection oven and made some blueberry muffins (on the left) and Dutch’s pancakes ( I eat the pancakes with apple butter)…. 🙂

Once we finished that baking, decided on making some sweet bread to have with my Earl Grey… 🙂

And speaking of food, once the storm stopped, I cleared a area and helped my backyard friends with a bit of food.. 🙂

Also, over time a feral cat started visiting… a feral cat being a wild domestic cat that was looked down upon and rejected by society and left on its own (sound familiar?? 🙂 )… well, seeing as how we are different here on the path, I made the cat a den on the deck to protect it from the harsh winter should the cat choose to and I also put some cat food out in a container.. and the cat can still be free to be what and who the cat chooses to be.. 🙂

Soooooooooo, no depression here, no sadness or sorrow in spite of life’s challenges..  For here there is always hope..  “Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all.” (Emily Dickinson)..  Or as John Paul Jones said “I have just begun to fight” and “Victory is not always winning the battle, but rising every time you fall” (Napoleon Bonaparte)..  🙂


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 )

Well, had better close for now… Kindle is at the ready and the tea kettle is reminding me the water is ready… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise..  🙂

And 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), so put those dancing shoes on and  don’t give up…  🙂

 

 

And, 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 heart only know love and happiness
On your journey through life.
     (Larry “Dutch” Woller)

“Love is the expansion of two natures in such fashion that each include the other, each is enriched by the other.”  (Felix Adler) every day on the path least traveled…  

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Christmas day is on the horizon, a just another day in the week for some, for some a holiday, for some a religious observance, for myself a “Me” day, following my heart and living it my way… 🙂

It is suppose to be a day of cheer and giving, of peace on earth and goodwill towards man and whatever one believes, perhaps if we join together in peace and love, it will be a Merry Christmas indeed!..  🙂

Hello Diary,

May pop in on occasion to see how everyone is faring, but I am going to stop the world for a bit and take a couple of weeks off, will return shortly after New Years…  Kindle at the ready, holiday movies to see, poetry to write, perhaps be a rainbow in someone’s cloud who’s holiday may not be merry and bright…  🙂

Though it may seem I am alone, the spirit is present and a heart and home filled with memories, so it will be a happy holiday here on the path…  🙂

Have my wine at the ready… 🙂

And have the tree at the ready for ole Santa.. 🙂

And speaking of memories, I grew up on a farm in the 1940’s, 1950’s and early 1960’s and the home were a old two story with minimum insulation and the curtains moved when the wind blew.. My brother and I bedroom were directly above Mom and Dad’s bedroom… we had model train track all over the floor and sometimes would send messages back and forth as we were suppose to be asleep…  I remember one Christmas..  🙂

It’s twelve days till Christmas
And as I look around,
Checked every package under the tree
No toys for me were found.

But I’m not one bit worried
The sadness it won’t last,
Because I have some memories
Of many of Christmas past.

One Christmas eve in particular
For the night my brother and I retired,
It wasn’t long into the night
The imagination was fired.

We had train track all over the floor
Much to Mom’s dismay,
All night long messages back and forth
Wondering about Christmas day.

But in a blink of an eye
All got quiet real quick,
There was a shadow in our door
And it definitely wasn’t ST. Nick!

It’s Christmas morning….wait there’s a honk
And I looked out the window to see,
It was just my neighbor in his car
Bringing me back to reality.

But that’s ok, I haven’t grown old
And I’m not even going to start,
I’ll be forever young, don’t you see
With Christmas in my heart.

So to all.. and to all
As I get into my sleigh,
WAIT, I can’t say goodnight
It’s the middle of the day!
(  Larry “Dutch” Woller    )

We didn’t get much for Christmas, a toy, a pair of socks, gloves, etc…that were before computers and smart phones and dealing with two wars (WWII and Korean Conflict), but the day were filled with cheer and each gift were given and received with love..  🙂

And whether it is a holiday or just another day, the day (and every day) is unique and special because all of  you are a part of it, and hope it is a holly jolly one..  🙂

Well, I had better close for now… I shall return next year after the holiday and tell you all about the presents I did not get…. Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…  🙂

Again, whether it is just another day or a holiday, hope the day (and every day) is filled with love and happiness and life is all that you wish for it to be, “The best and most beautiful things in the world  cannot be seen or even touched– they must be felt with the heart.” (Helen Keller)..

Until we meet again…   🙂

Tis rain and fog, not a snowflake in sight
Looks more like Christmas in Hawaii, and this I fear,
With the weather forecast in hand
May not be a white Christmas this year!

The tree is trimmed, not as many lights this year
The presents are fewer, but tis the thought that counts,
Maybe not as plentiful, but food is prepared
As Christmas draws near and excitement mounts!

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 the day, and all your presents, be filled…. with love and happiness!!
  ( Larry “Dutch” Woller, )

“Life gives us brief moments with another, but sometimes in those brief moments we get memories that last a lifetime, So live that your memories will be part of your happiness.” (Author Unknown) on the path least traveled…  

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Yes, life gives us moments with another and I have had the good fortune to have moments, and memories, with many world over….  “A friend may be waiting behind a stranger’s face.”  ― (Maya Angelou)..   🙂

 

Not just another day, dear friend
For in spite of time, distance or whatever,
If only in spirit, thought and dreams
We will be sharing the day together.

Together we live the hand that Fate has dealt us
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.

Not a friendship of race, color or gender
Nor of closed minded  prejudice...you see,
But a friendship that respects another’s dream
Of what or who they wish to be.

A friendship filled with hope and dreams
With  minds that are at peace,
Surrounded by love and happiness
That sooths the spirit, to say the least.

The warm sun reminds me of you, my friend
Whose beauty from within you do share,
Sharing sunshine, understanding and laughter
Sowing the seeds of  love and happiness in the air.

A special day and one to treasure
And not because of the calendar age, 
Because to the book of fond memories 
We will be adding another page

So, have a wonderful day, dear friend
Wishing you all the best, nothing less,
May today, every day, AND your heart
Be filled…...with love and happiness.
    (Larry “Dutch” Woller)

So thanks for the memories.. 🙂 Hello Diary, Had a heavy frost this morning in spite of everything appearing green and near summer, it looked like a light snow… 🙂

And as I gaze upon the frost while sipping on some tea, the heart opens up the book of memories of history’s past here at home… there was my late wife Kathy, she was my partner and friend for 51 years before Fate (in the form of cancer) sent her to her final destiny… 🙂

And there were the kids, who have since scattered to the winds in search of their dreams.. “You are evidence of your mother’s strength… especially if you are a rebellious knucklehead and regardless, she has always maintained her sanity.” (Criss Jami)… 🙂

And there were Miss Daisy (she passed on just before Kathy)… a Jack Russell who was a die hard couch potato.. 🙂

And there was little Bree (she passed on 5 years ago), a Jack Russell, independent, who believed every minute was an adventure and left no stone unturned… when I brought her home she were 6 months old and I was her fourth owner.. She was 14 years old when she passed away.. 🙂

I remember one time when I were preparing the turkey….  🙂

I twas working on the turkey
When here arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the kitchen
To see what was the matter.

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

With spatula in hand, ENOUGH, I yelled
With a voice loud and clear,
So that the Christmas mouse and Bree
 Scattered, they did,  in fear.

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

Yes, those moments have become memories, locked in the heart for when I grow to old to dream and my heart will go on… 🙂
I had better close for now… shared a few memories and preparing for more adventures that await me and friends to share thoughts with, so I can gather more memories… 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 heart only know love and happiness
On your journey through life.
     (Larry “Dutch” Woller)

“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) on the path least traveled..

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“Confidence is knowing who you are and not changing it a bit because of someone’s version of reality is not your reality.” (Shannon L. Alder )… 🙂

I’m just a free spirit
Open mind and heart is  all I’ll ever be,
Don’t need much money
Being rich is not for me.

I have a pocket full of dreams
My fate, has yet to be told,
As I sail from safe harbor
While watching my destiny unfold.

I am not in a “box”
No social chains, you’ll see,
As down the path least traveled
Adventure waits for  me.

Not interested in a “image”
Reality is my forte,
I am who I am, leaving no stone unturned
Exploring life each and every day.

Waking up to a world born free
With creatures in their daily rush,
Pursuing their own destinies
Before sunset brings, the evening hush.

The morning air smells clean and fresh
As I awake, it always brings a smile,
Can hear the sound of a distant train
That will travel many a mile.

Yes...just color me a free spirit
For most social graces I do not fit it seems,
No matter, as I  choose happiness over ideology 
Guided by my heart, as I follow my dreams.
     ( Larry “Dutch” Woller, )

Hello Diary,

All quiet here on the path this morning, just a few of my cricket friends and a ole owl getting ready to greet the sunrise…  🙂

 

 

And every morning my backyard friends and I follow  our dreams being led by our heart because “Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird, that cannot fly.” (Langston Hughes) ..  🙂

 

 

Here on the path, I have a dream
Of a world in harmony it did seem,
Accepting one as to who they believe and are
Of one’s life’s choices no one did bar.

Being free to climb a mountain, to touch a star
Free to search the universe, where answers are,
Free to venture through life, with open mind
Another’s belief, it did not blind.

Being  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.

And  children could 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.

I still live that dream, you know
A dream that began a long time ago,
A dream without end, each and every day
Until the four winds, they all blow away.
                          (Larry “Dutch” Woller)
Yes,  this is my world… 🙂

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.
    (Larry “Dutch” Woller

And welcome to my world… 🙂

Well, I had better close for now, “There is no real ending. It’s just the place where you stopped the story.” (Frank Herbert)… the dreams and the heart beckon and on the horizon lies my answers… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

 

 

Until we meet again…  

May the road rise to meet you
May the wind be always at your back
May the sun shine warm upon your face
The rains fall soft upon your fields
May green be the grass you walk on
May blue be the skies above you
May pure be the joys that surround you
May true be the hearts that love you.
    (Irish Saying)
And thank you for visiting my world and the memories and no matter time or distance… 🙂

“It is not easy to find happiness within ourselves, and it is not possible to find it elsewhere.” (Agnes Repplier ) on the path least traveled…

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Hello Diary,

 

 

It has been a hectic week, dealing with appointments, life’s challenges, weather, etc… may see some more weather later today, so taking this moment to share a few thoughts… difficult to remain positive but positive we are here on the path as we woke up to cloudy and somewhat foggy morning… 🙂

And after a hectic week, decided to make today a relaxing day… believe the furry little knucklehead, the squirrel, is setting the pace for everyone here on the path least traveled.. 🙂

So, with some relaxing music … 🙂 And a spot of wine… 🙂
And perhaps later get out the Kindle.. 🙂

Will enjoy the day and the new adventures, because it will not come again… 🙂

And with the storms, virus, etc. are we happy, one would ask? Yes, indeed because we woke up on the green side of the grass with a heart full of memories and knowing that as long as I have a open mind and follow my heart,  there are more adventures waiting and memories to be made… 🙂

 

Happiness is to have loved
Than have not loved at all,
To share love with another
To always heed one's heart call.

Happiness is to follow one's dream
To be who one wishes to be,
To live one's own life one's own way
Not live the life of another, you see.

Happiness is always waking up on
The green side of the grass,
Even though the day may be stormy
Knowing it too shall pass.

Happiness is knowing another
A understanding, caring friend,
Someone to share life's memories with
A friendship to never end.

Happiness is to pen thoughts
Let the fingers do the walking,
Thoughtful words that come  from within
Because the heart does the talking.

Happiness is knowing when to end a poem
For it is down life’s highway I need to venture,
To gather more memories and thoughts to share
As I live, and enjoy,  tomorrow's new adventure.
                   (Larry “Dutch” Woller)
“Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass, it’s about learning to dance in the rain”. (Author Unknown)… 🙂

Sooooooooooooo, with thoughts shared (and a sip of wine), will close for now… will stop the world and get off for a bit… meditate a little, contemplate the tomorrows and what destiny may have instore for me and what adventures I am yet to be a part of… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise..  🙂

 

 

Until we meet again.. 🙂

“Don’t walk in front of me… I may not follow, don’t walk behind me… I may not lead, walk beside me… and be my friend” (Albert Camus ) 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… 🙂 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  🙂 ).. 🙂

Thought before I would start the day, I would take some time, with a cup of tea, to contemplate the tomorrows….  🙂

 

 

Who am I, one wonders
Whether it is race, gender or ideology,
As I venture down life’s path
As a spirit that is born free..

Wondering about being different
Reminds me of words from a song,
Where do I fit in, one would ask
One wonders, where do I belong.

Does the image without
Determine who I am to be,
Even though the spirit within
May be different, be me.

Do I follow my heart’s dream
When heart and mind disagree,
Or do I listen to the mind
While dealing with reality.

Those questions and more
Life’s puzzle to unravel,
To find answers I am seeking
Down the path I must travel.

So I shall  continue down the path least traveled
To seek that rainbow, perhaps around the next bend,
Once found, I’ll have my answers
And that will be the beginning, not the end.
    (Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Hello Diary,

Well, my friend, in the past I have shown some of the lovely little flowers that are overlooked or looked down upon and ridiculed…there are other flowers that are a part of the gardens here on the path and they too are different and live in harmony with all on the path… I had thought about cutting a bouquet but rather than destroy the beauty of the flower, thought I would make a bouquet in pictures… 🙂

 

The Lilac.. 🙂

The Clematis… 🙂

The Hibiscus.. 🙂

The Daylily.. 🙂
The pond lily.. 🙂

And the rose… 🙂

A bouquet of flowers from my garden,
Their beauty need not be told,
Their fragrance is soothing and lovely
A pleasant scent for one to behold.

They remind me of you, my friend
Whose beauty from within you do share,
With sunshine, understanding and laughter
Sowing the seeds of  love and happiness in the air.

This bouquet was picked for you
For coming into my world, my friend,
For sharing sunshine, laughter, love and happiness
For which I know  will never end.
   ( Larry “Dutch” Woller )
“A single rose can be my garden… a single friend, my world.” (Leo Buscaglia)… 🙂

Well, I had better close for now, life is calling and I had better go see what it wants… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

 

 

Until we meet again…

May the road rise to meet you
May the wind be always at your back
May the sun shine warm upon your face
The rains fall soft upon your fields
May green be the grass you walk on
May blue be the skies above you
May pure be the joys that surround you
May true be the hearts that love you.
    (Irish Saying)

“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 ) 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… 🙂 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  🙂 ).. 🙂

There are no cherry trees in sight, but in spite of life’s challenges, many forms of love… 🙂

 

And the apple tree bloom.. 🙂

Hello Diary,

Earth day is every day here on the path least traveled.. And I try to do what I can to help Mother Earth and hopefully a bright future for all…. Now, I know that for many reasons not everyone can do what I can do, but I believe that there may be subtle changes that folks can do in and around their home…if everyone would do a little, a few would not have to do a lot…. 🙂

For beginners, when it comes to cooking I usually use a energy efficient crock pot, toaster/convection oven or microwave.. Sometimes I get the urge to fry and with that I use a energy efficient, digital, electric hotplate.. 🙂

 

 

And there is the subject of paper… I love to read and I consider reading my relaxing part of the day… for practical reasons and to avoid cutting down a tree so I can read, I have my little Kindle Fire… I have been dealing with Amazon for over 15 years and have accumulated a library of over 2000 books, they are all downloaded on the Kindle… 🙂

To try to avoid using a landfill, I usually make quick notes on what is affectionately referred to as Boogie Boards (much like a chalkboard with no chalk)… 🙂

I will take what paper I can and turn into notepads, rather than purchase… 🙂

Used notepads and other paper goes through the shredder … 🙂

The shredded paper goes into the compost bin along with leaves I have not used for mulch, no smoke from burning leaves… 🙂

I use energy efficient light bulbs and turn on only when needed… 🙂

I use a energy efficient electric mower to reduce dependency on fossil fuel… 🙂

For a number of reasons I do not drive anymore, one being reducing fossil fuel and carbon emission.. And I need the exercise… I have food and supplies delivered… 🙂

Well, just a few things I do to hopefully help Mother Earth provide a bright future for all creatures and plants, large and small…. Again, I know not everyone can do what I do but perhaps one are able to make changes , even though they may appear to be small, that would be a important piece of the puzzle called helping Mother Earth… and here on the path, and everywhere, it would be a wonderful world indeed… 🙂

 

Well, I shall close for now, get on with the day, adventures to behold, folks to visit and perhaps share a thought or two…  but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

Until we meet again…

Never let anyone tear you down,
And never let anyone steal your shine and make you frown.
So will you sit in the shadows and let darkness win again?
Or will you rise up and make the light your friend?
                                                       (Hollianne Boucher)