“For beautiful eyes, look for the good in others, For beautiful lips, speak only words of kindness, And for poise, walk with the knowledge that you are never alone.” (Audrey Hepburn ) 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 were asked about my views on friendship… well, again here is thoughts by Adam Clarke..

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“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 my thoughts..

love plate

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 dear friend
Whose beauty from within you do share,
Sharing 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 dear friend,
For giving sunshine, laughter, love and happiness
For which I know will never end.
(Penned by Larry “Dutch” Woller )

And Abba’s..

Hello Diary,

It is a Tuesdsay and it as been a pleasant week thus far weather wise, getting lots of house cleaning done.. not so pleasant weather last Saturday morning as I got my first taste of winter… ventured outdoors and there were frost on the ground…

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It were s good thing I were not going anywhere in the auto… 🙂

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And the roof of the house appeared to have a layer of snow, could almost hear Santa and his reindeer.. 🙂

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But in spite of the frost and cold, a little volunteer violet decided to set up housekeeping outside my backdoor…

violet

No matter life’s challenges, no matter the circumstances, the little born free violet has the will to live.. reminds me of the little dandelion..

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)

Well, I had better close and get on with the day.. the sweeper won’t run itself and I don’t have Alexis.. 🙂 but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

“Life is complicated and not contained to a few ideologies or beliefs, therefore in order to better understand the universe, and me, I need to leave safe harbor, with open mind, and explore all of the universe, not just parts of it..…” (Larry “Dutch” Woller)

So, until we meet again…
May the sun shine all day long
Everything go right, nothing go wrong
May those you love bring love back to you
May all the wishes you wish come true
May peace be within you
May your heart be strong
May you find whatever you’re seeking
Wherever you may roam
                  (Irish Saying)

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“Far away there in the sunshine are my highest aspirations. I may not reach them but I can look up and see their beauty, believe in them, and try to follow them.” (Louisa May Alcott) 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 quiet morning to wake up to, taking time out in the activities to contemplate the tomorrows…

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 )

rainbow

Hello Diary,

Woke up this morning (fortunately on the green side of the grass, not under it.. 🙂 ) and decided to take time to browse the state of the world.. and, unfortunately I see a world in turmoil, needlessly, for the most part.. BUT, the good news is there are many working tirelessly to help make this world a better place… for 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

people of the world

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 there is a dream…

World-Peace

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 world cold and bleak,
A world of conflict, anger and hate
Mortals are suffering as I speak.

But we have a dream
All my friends and I,
That one day there will be peace
No more mortals will die.

And there will be 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, fear or sorrows,
But a heart filled with a dream of love and peace
For a world and all its tomorrows.
(Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Well, I had better close for now…venture on down the path and do what I can to help make this world a better place…but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise..

“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

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

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rain clouds
(photo of horizon taken earlier this year)

I awoke one morning, alone, in history’s past..
Left with a heart full of memories, a decision to make,
Confronted with two paths to my destiny..
Heart and mind to decide which one to take.

Take the one most traveled, the logical safe choice…
The one chosen by the multitudes..the human race,
Like sheep, following a path determined by another…
No self identity, all bearing the same face.

A most traveled path whose direction is chosen by a few
The rest to follow, ever so blind,
Their destiny not chosen by their own hand
Their fate determined, by a closed mind.

The other path less traveled, mysterious and unknown
Where one can be different, like me I confess,
Without fear of ridicule, bigotry  and hate
A path filled with love… and happiness.

A path less traveled where one can follow ones dreams
An open mind to see what others do not,
To live a life guided by one’s heart
While the other path one cannot.

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.

My fate will be unknown, what lies ahead unsure
I do not know…. what my destiny will be,
But one thing will be certain, written in stone
I shall venture down that path …..being “ME“.
          (penned by Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Hello Diary,

It is a Sunday morning and stopping in briefly… tomorrow, Monday, work begins with a busy, busy week ahead with fall cleaning in preparing for winter will start today, and at the ready… 🙂

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I set here with my tea
And watch the leaves a fallin’
It’s becoming clear that one day
Jack Frost will come a callin’

Most of my bird friends have went south
In the southern warmth they’ll stay
But I’ll not shed a tear in sorrow
For they’ll be back again some day

All us creatures that are staying behind
To deal with the cold and snow
Are getting our house in order
And waiting for winter’s blow

The squirrels are gathering leaves and such
To insulate their winters nest
The possum is checking every nook and cranny
To find a place for his winters rest

The bee’s are picking up the pace
Gathering nectar with the morning sun
Storing winter food for the hive
Before their work on earth is done

A spider spinning it’s web of silk
I watched as it grew and grew
Soon to become natures work of art
With tomorrow’s early morning dew

This poem could go on and on and on
But alas, I have things to do
For, like it or not, don’t you see
I need to get ready for winter too.
(Larry “Dutch” Woller)

No dancing here next week, Andre Rieu will be setting the pace… 🙂

And that being said, will close for now, have a relaxing day and then tomorrow it is HI HO HI HO on down the path (and to work) we go…but shall return one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

I never say goodbye because goodbye sounds like forever…soooooooooo, it is.

Good night, good night until we meet again
Adios, au revoir, auf wiedersehen ’til then
And though it’s always sweet sorrow to part
You know you’ll always remain in my heart

Good night, 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 wiedersehen
Good Night!

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 (Irish Saying) on the path least traveled…

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While dealing with life’s challenges and change, some days do not go as one hoped.. As John Denver said “some days are diamonds, some days are stone” , and one can get the “blues’… were strolling through memory lane and found a picture of little Bree (she were a Jack Russell and passed away a few years ago) at her favorite place when she has the blues…

bree looking out the window

But, “I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you can appreciate them when they’re right, you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together”… (Marilyn Monroe)

And the best way to get rid of the blues is with a song in one’s heart.. 🙂

Hello Diary,

It is a Friday evening, the past week is a memory and next week is new adventures.. am taking a brief break from those adventures to share a few thoughts… did have a few storms the last week though not severe..

stormclouds.

But, “Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass, it’s about learning to dance in the rain”. (Author Unknown).. sooooooooooo, that is what me and Gene Kelly did..well, I didn’t dance, I ran the sweeper while Gene danced… 🙂

Were feeling chipper this morning, were a bit late reading the weather instruments so I dashed outdoors and WHOA!!!….

spidera

There were Spidey!!.. Getting more clever every day!.. 🙂 ventured back indoors unscathed and after dealing with the weather data I checked I updated technology and HORRORS, while sharing my WordPress library I missed a book!!…

Frugal Seeds; Summer Edition authored by Charlie Lee Austin (aka simplywendi)….

frugal seeds

And later in the day I observed changes taking place here on the path… a view about 200 feet (60 meters) from my front door…

beans and corn

Also observed a Monarch butterfly resting a bit while on its journey to its destiny…

monarch butterfly

Enough rambling.. The day and life awaits, new adventures to find, all the while being me chasing dreams.. but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

Yes, be it the weather, climate, socially, the world, the universe, times they are a changing.. “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 )..

And looking to the future here… “You can’t start the next chapter of your life if you keep re-reading your last chapter.” (Author Unknown )

“Never be bullied into silence, never allow yourself to be made a victim, accept no one’s definition of your life, define yourself”… (Robert Frost ) on the path least traveled…

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With life’s challenges and social challenges, it is difficult to follow one’s dream, BUT “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)

Journey of Self Discovery…

What I am
Who I want to be
Am I just a stranger in this dinosaur world,
or my is existence limited to rest ,eat and pee.

Every day is a new day ,
I try to discover myself,
The identity crisis lulls over me,
In calm, yet monstrous glee,
Failing to find what exactly constitutes my being.

One day I want to be a doctor,
Other day an engineer,
Or even a scientist,
The society decides my ambition,
What career to pursue is guided by secure future norms,
They say I have a lunatics mind,
Persuade my mother to put some sense into me.

Enough is said,
I my setting on a journey of my own,
The mistakes I make shall be mine,
The regrets shall be my defined,
Its fall or rise,
Time will play a key role,

As Frost said,
I have an option of two paths ahead of me,
One pre decided by my ancestors,
less risky and challenging,
Other of my own,
I decide to take the less traveled one,
To mark on journey of my own.
(Illahi Bedi)

Hello Diary,

Even while following one’s dreams, one has to deal with reality at times “There are some people who live in a dream world, and there are some who face reality; and then there are those who turn one into the other.” (Douglas H. Everett) and with fall temperature looming on the horizon, fall house cleaning comes to mind… 🙂 so have been preparing to start house cleaning and dusting in the near future (my sinuses will be eternally grateful.. 🙂 )… soooooo, I have gathered up my cleaning tools…

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My trusty multi-colored, air-cooled, hand operated dusting tool… 🙂

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And have been ordering cleaning supplies for the big day… 🙂

cleaning supplies

Well, I have been gazing upon the cleaning equipment and supplies with a forlorn look on my face as the words of Rose Milligan and Enya come to mind…

Dust if you must, but wouldn’t it be better
to paint a picture, or write a letter,
bake a cake, or plant a seed.
Ponder the difference between want and need.

Dust if you must, but there is not much time,
with rivers to swim and mountains to climb!
Music to hear, and books to read,
friends to cherish and life to lead.

Dust if you must, but the world’s out there
with the sun in your eyes, the wind in your hair,
a flutter of snow, a shower of rain,
this day will not come round again.

Dust if you must, but bear in mind,
old age will come and it’s not kind.
And when you go, and go you must,
you, yourself, will make more dust!

(Rose Milligan)

Enough rambling, I had better close for now… bring the day to a close, do a bit of meditation and contemplate the tomorrows…. but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

In spite of all those challenges, will not be deterred as both Abba and I have a dream to follow… 🙂

I Had A Dream…

In history’s past, on the path, I had a dream
Of a world in harmony it did seem,
Accepting one as to who they believe and are
One’s lifes choices no one did bar.

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.

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.

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 have 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)

“I believe that everything happens for a reason, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together”… (Marilyn Monroe) on the path least traveled…

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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 )

World harmony run August 23, New York..

world harmony run

Hello Diary,

It is a Thursday, have been busy making changes, dealing with challenges and living adventures (living life.. 🙂 ).. may have some storms, weather wise for the coming weekend so thought I would share a few thoughts while the sun were shining… while on the subject of storms, thought I would share some memories of the prairie storm; tornado…

I saw my first tornado while I were living on the farm, circa 1950’s… it were morning, I were about 7 or 8 years old, I and my brother and sister were playing in the yard… it were a warm and humid day on the prairie’s… I looked up and saw a “tail” in the sky.. looked something like the one in the photo ( I did not take the picture and the picture were of another time)..

Image: Image: A tornado touches down in Baxter Springs, Kansas, on Sunday, April 27, 2014.

I ran the house and told Mom and Dad there were a tail in the sky and pandemonium broke loose… 🙂 fortunately the storm went to just to the south and the farm were relatively undamaged… I were to witness another tornado a few years later…

I decided farming wasn’t my thing and after a tour in the USMC I moved into the present farming village… it were in 1976 that I would witness my third tornado… had returned from town when the fire siren sounded, at that time indicating a tornado in the area… fortunately it lifted as it went over as it went over the village and the damage was light, I needed new shingles on the roof…

20 years later, in late April 1996, the village was not as fortunate…had been listening to the emergency radio..

emerg radio

had the emergency backpack with supplies on hand and were at the ready…

backpack

Had lost power suddenly before the village could sound the alarm and when the village tried to start the generator, the generator would not start so no alarm were sounded for the village.. the EF 3 tornado struck at 8:55 pm… the follow photos were taken some 3-4 blocks from my home…keep in mind, those trees did have leaves on them…

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tor 2

tor 4

tor 3

tor 5

I had a cuckoo clock that were inherited and it functioned fine, kept good time.. Until that night.. At 8:55 PM the tornado struck this little farm village and the village and the clock were never the same… I made several attempts to get the little clock working with no luck… now it just hangs on the wall with the hands at 8:55 PM…. 🙂

cuckoo clock

But as Wade Watts said;

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road your trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit
Rest if you must, but don’t you quit.

Life is queer with its twists and its turns,
As everyone of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about
When they might have won, had they stuck it out.
Don’t give up though the pace seems slow,
You may succeed with another blow.

Often the struggler has given up
When he might have captured the victors cup;
And he learned too late when the night came down,
How close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far;
So stick to the fight when your hardest hit,
It’s when things seem worst that you mustn’t quit!
(Wade Watts)

Well, I had better close and get ready for life’s challenges and new adventures…“Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass, it’s about learning to dance in the rain”. (Author Unknown).. But I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

With all the storms, be it the weather or socially/ideology, believe “the third rock from the sun” (planet Earth) could use some sunshine… 🙂

“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…

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Life can, and will, put many challenges in one’s path to finding happiness, while following one’s dreams… and when that ugly doubt rears its head, words by Theodore Roosevelt

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

And William Ernst Hensley

The Invictus..

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
(William Ernest Henley)

Come to mind… and gives me the resolve to press on as “ME”…

My fate will be unknown, what lies ahead unsure
I do not know…. what my destiny will be,
But one thing will be certain, written in stone
I shall venture down that path …..being “ME“.
          (penned by Larry “Dutch” Woller)

And somewhere in this mad, mad, mad world there is a place for me… 🙂

Hello Diary,

Has been a busy few days dealing with change, making changes and preparing for the future… possible storms the weekend so thought I would share a few thoughts..
Did take a moment in time to update the Kindle.. purchased some new ebooks, some for my WorldPress library as I affectionately refer to it… 🙂

Authored by Damyanti Biswas…

under skin

Authored by Rosaliene Bacchus..

under the tree

And they will join the books..

Authored by Bette A. Stevens..

Dog Bone Soup

Authored by Laleh Chini…

climbing over grit

And if their excellent writings on their WordPress sites are an example, there is no doubt in my mind that I will be experiencing some wonderful and pleasant evening reading with a spot of wine…. 🙂

There are many ways to be able to read… while it may not be for everyone, I chose the Kindle because, 1. it is compatible with Amazon, 2. it is convenient to carry around, 3. I do not have to worry about storage and finally 4. it helps the environment by reducing the use of paper…
And while on the subject of paper, what paper I do receive is either shredded or I return to my “first” childhood and make note pads…

paper cutter

And once the paper has run its course, I take all the paper out to the compost bin..

compost bin

Much to the delight of the residents of the compost bin… over time I add leaves ( I do not burn) and at some point will become compost… hopefully my efforts, along with other folks, will help make this world a better place and when I leave this mortal world, I will be able to hear the children say “it is a wonderful world”… 🙂

Well, I had better close for now… if I don’t get the chores done, won’t be able to read.. 🙂 but I shall return one day, with Kindle in hand…Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

It is a Friday 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.

It is a Friday 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 )