“No matter the pain or suffering, it is always better if it’s a burden shared by two, instead of a weight carried by one alone”… (Larry “Dutch” Woller) 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 🙂 )..

In today’s world with turmoil, it is unfortunate that there closed minded elements of the world’s societies using turmoil and conflicts for their own personal gain, caring little for others… not so here on the path as here there is a dream and 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)… 🙂

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 all the world and all its tomorrows.
(Larry “Dutch” Woller)

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

Hello Diary,

Yes, a world in turmoil and conflict at the moment… and here on the path have been slowly preparing for changes in the future, but not forgetting those that may be less fortunate than me.. As I gaze about the world, I saw many “in the trenches”, on the “front lines” trying to help as best they can… While I am unable to help them physically, I decided to open the piggy bank and share what I could to help those help others… “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.”…

Planned Parenthood… “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)….

plan parent

Unicef….“Every gun that is made, every warship launched, every rocket fired, signifies in the final sense a theft from those who hunger and are not fed, those who are cold and are not clothed.” (Dwight D. Eisenhower)

unicef

Salvation Army… “What difference does it make to the dead, the orphans and the homeless, whether the mad destruction is wrought under the name of totalitarianism or in the holy name of liberty or democracy?” ( Mahatma Gandhi)…

sal army

E.I. Foodbank… “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)….

eIfoodbaank

DSC…. “At the end of the day people may not remember what you said or did, but they will remember how you made them feel.” (Maya Angelou )….

dsc

“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 )..

people of the world

Well, I had better close for now… life’s challenges, adventures and my destiny are all waiting for me, but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

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

“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 theh 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 Believe I’d Like To Be Different Instead…

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.

(Penned by Larry “Dutch” Woller )

Hello Diary,

Hey, Diary, guess what I have been doing…. “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”.. 🙂

me dusting...

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)

Developed a sweet tooth for something different and didn’t have time to bake or cook so I took a break from dusting and gathered up some apple pie filling and two graham pie crusts….

apple cobbler

Crushed the pie crusts and mixed the ingredients together, and using recycled fruit cups, filled the cups with the mixture…gave it a touch of cinnamon..

apple cobbler 2

And Voila! Dutch’s Apple Cobbler ready for the microwave… 🙂

dutchs apple cobbler

Well, I had better close for now… busy, busy, busy… “Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out and loudly proclaiming; “Wow! What a ride!” (Hunter S. Thompson).. but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise.. 🙂

Definitely will have to take time to get on board the ole train to spread some love and peace..“I alone cannot change the world, but I can cast a stone across the waters to create many ripples.” ( Mother Teresa)

So come on Dairy, get on board… 🙂

“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) 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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In today’s world of upheaval, conflict, closed minded intolerance it is tempting to raise the “white flag”, but never give up… “I’m not afraid of storms, for I’m learning how to sail my ship.” (Louisa May Alcott)

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)

Whenever challenges appear, I just remember that little ole ant… 🙂

Hello Diary,

It is a Sunday morning, a quiet morning with some sunshine.. more weather later in the week, they say.. thought I would stop by briefly and share a few thoughts… took a break from my adventures to try two experiments.. for Saturday evening meal I usually have a Italian type cuisine with a glass of wine… for Sundays evening meal which is normally light (a bowl of soup, sandwich, etc) I were looking for something different and discovered Dutch’s cocktail..

Dutch's cocktail

Which is a small helping of fruit cocktail and non-alcoholic wine… while experimenting were toying with the idea of a healthy snack that I could have on occasion….sooooooooo, what does one get when one combines low sodium wheat crackers, a dash of low sodium peanut butter and a couple of mini marshmallows…

dutch's smores

And put in the microwave on high for around 12 seconds, one would ask?.. Dutch’s smores.. 🙂

Dutch's smores2

And the beauty of it is the snacks can be put in a container and do not have to be refrigerated, clever eh?.. 🙂

Well, adventure and the path are calling…“The one who follows the crowd will usually get no further than the crowd. The one who walks alone, is likely to find himself in places no one has ever been.” (Francis Phillip Wernig )

It is down the path least traveled I shall go
To a rainbow filled horizon I venture,
To seek, to learn, know peace, to enjoy life
A path filled with wonderful adventure.

A place where one is accepted as who they are
A spirit kindled to life, when mortal born,
A being coming from the depths within
And not subject to ridicule and scorn.

A place where I know freedom of thought and being
I am what I am, don’t you see,
Neither this one, neither that one, but all the above
In a mortal world, a free spirit, that’s me.

I do not travel the path alone, you see
There are memories and other spirits to behold,
Those that share… the joy and sadness
As I gather more memories, down that least traveled road.

So how long will my journey be, one would ask
Will I see the end of the path…ever?
The answer, I believe, lies on the horizon
Somewhere past… the 12th of Never….

So I shall bring my ramblings to an end
For there is one fact that I do know,
To reach the horizon, the 12th of Never
It’s down the path least traveled I must go!
( Larry “Dutch” Woller )

But I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…. 🙂

“Music gives a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination and life to everything.” (Plato ) a Bing Crosby I am not, but.. 🙂

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

Diary of the journey on the path least traveled..just letting the heart do the talking while the fingers do the walking while being different, being me… 🙂

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hello Dairy…

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

game hen

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

Tell me , Fate
You hold the key,
What is my destiny
Suppose to be?

I was not a king or president,
No powers did I hold,
I wasn’t a preacher or a pope,
No sermon for the fold.

Never learned to speak fine words
A country bumkin’ was I.
Were taught never to tell a falsehood
Learned never to tell a lie.

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

Can no longer build cities
The back is tired and sore,
Turned the green earth into a parking lot once
A forest….. into a general store,

I was a soldier once
No longer have the heart for war, I say
Children’s cry of suffering, I heard
A memory still here today.

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

I’ve tilled the soil as a farmer
Fed the world is what they say,
But I see the faces of hunger
Still this very day.

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

I’ve tilled the fields and went to war
Helped build cities, towns and much more,
Sowed fields of flowers with tenderness an love
Has my destiny run it’s course, is there any more?

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

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

“Consult not your fears but your hopes and your dreams. Think not about your frustrations, but about your unfulfilled potential. Concern yourself not with what you tried and failed in, but with what it is still possible for you to do…” (Pope John XXIII )

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

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

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

May your spirit only know peace
May your heart only know love
May all your dreams come true
May your life’s journey be filled with happiness
And life is all that you wish for it to be….
(Larry “Dutch” Woller)

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

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

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

Diary of the journey on the path least traveled..just letting the heart do the talking while the fingers do the walking while being different, being me… 🙂

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

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

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

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

And there is hope
Of a world filled with love one day,
A wish that could come true
For hope is the last to die…they say.

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

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

Decision made, with eyes on the horizon
It’s down the path least traveled I do venture,
Excitement fills the air, a smile on the face
Looking forward to a great adventure.

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

Hello Diary,

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

bree and car

Encountered the Christmas mouse among the packages…

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

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

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

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

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

smores ingred

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

smores galore

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

“ I am currently attending the School of Life, learning more about the universe and me… and Graduation Day will be the day of my funeral and it is then I will know if I failed or I succeeded and graduated”… (Larry “Dutch” Woller), soooooooooo it is on down the path I go following my dream..

“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) on the path least traveled…

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Monday, the 11th, was Veterans Day here on the prairies… a day about mortals who found themselves in harms way because opposing ideologies resorted to violence to settle their differences…

“What difference does it make to the dead, the orphans and the homeless, whether the mad destruction is wrought under the name of totalitarianism or in the holy name of liberty or democracy?” ( Mahatma Gandhi)

“Every gun that is made, every warship launched, every rocket fired, signifies in the final sense a theft from those who hunger and are not fed, those who are cold and are not clothed.” (Dwight D. Eisenhower)

“The saddest aspect of life right now is that science gathers knowledge faster than society gathers wisdom”. (Isaac Asimov)

Having been there and done that (that is me setting on the ground, Vietnam 1965-1966)…

vietnam

I believe I have a better way… 🙂

I set here looking at the news
The powers wanted peace they say,
And while they spoke, bombs were dropped
20 children died that day!

What’s wrong with this idea?
Why not give PEACE a try,
Let’s give it a go, everyone
Maybe no more children will die

Smiles on their faces, while shaking hands
Arms deals for defense would come into play,
A bomb went off in a crowded market
10 children died that day.

What’s wrong with this idea?
Why not give a world with LOVE a try,
Let’s give it a go, everyone
Maybe no more children will die

A war to end all wars, they said
Yet to war they always return,
Death, destruction, suffering and pain
Won’t they every learn?

What’s wrong with this idea?
Let’s give LEARNING a try,
Let’s give it a go, everyone
Maybe no more children will die.

Anger versus anger, hate versus hate
Seeds sown by war at home and away,
Starvation , sickness, a mother in tears
More and more children die every day.

What’s wrong with this idea?
Why not give PEACE, LOVE and LEARNING a try,
Let’s give it a go, everyone
Maybe no more children will die.
( Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Hello Diary,

Monday also brought another round of winter….

winter monday

And this morning, Tuesday, saw temperatures near 0F degrees (-17 Celsius) with 3 inches (7.62 cm) of snow on the ground…. thought I would put some extra feed out for my backyard friends…

extra food

There is a small brush pile along side of the feeder separated by a piece of lattice fence… the holes in the fence are approximately 2 inches (5.08 cm) square.. the little sparrows (and other creatures) use the brush pile for protection… when the alarm is sounded, the little sparrows go through the fence and into the brush pile in a blink of an eye!… 🙂

Soooooooo, this morning after I got the feed out, word got around that Dutch’s Buffet were open and soon had around 40-50 sparrows eating… 🙂

sparrows feeding 11-12-19

Suddenly, the alarm were sounded and in a heartbeat the little sparrows were gone…

birds gone

They were hiding in the little brush pile… 🙂

brushpile

How those 40-50 little birds managed to fly through those holes in the fence and not get injured defies logic.. 🙂 but soon the all clear were sounded that the little sparrows started to return to feed… 🙂

birds return

Well, I had better close and get ready for my tomorrows… not going to fly through any holes or defy logic.. but, I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

We were volunteers, one and all
So Noble.. Proud.. and Brave,
Did not know the reasons for war
Just a people from tyranny to save!

Glasses held high, we made an toast
Surely that Victory would rule the day!
While back at home, the voices of unrest
Not a kind word for us did they say.

Some could not vote, children were we
Not old enough to drink, but still our battle cry,
Even with all that we could not do
For us children, it was to do or die!

Vietnam was a hostile, violent land
The dangers, the horrors of war abound,
Whether the paddies of Vietnam or the fields of home,
Seemed for us, not a friend could be found.

But we proudly gave it our all
Faced our destiny, with a hint of fear of tomorrow
Some to return to a mother’s joy
Some to return to a mother’s sorrow.

So should you be looking on today
One more toast, hold your glasses high,
To PEACE, HOPE and LOVE, may they long endure
CHEERS, LADS AND LASSIES!!!.. And SEMPER FI

(penned on May 30, 2009 by; Sgt, Larry “Dutch” Woller
12th Marine Regiment
Vietnam, 1965–1966…)

“No, this is not the beginning of a new chapter in my life; this is the beginning of a new book! That first book is already closed, ended, and tossed into the seas; this new book is newly opened, has just begun! “ ( C. JoyBell C. ) on the path least traveled…

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A new chapter on the path has begun and “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)

Life Is Now….

Time flies, and memories fade.
People change and new friendships are made.
Only the true remain forever at our side.
Eventually the disappointment and pain will subside.

It is all about the journey and what has yet to come.
Life is what you make of it; you are what you’ve become.
Life is too short to hold onto regrets.
Forgiveness is key even though you may never forget.

Cherish the good and remove the bad.
Some people don’t realize till it’s gone what they’ve had.
Moving on is a way of life.
There will always be obstacles, pain, and strife.

You must believe that you are strong enough to fight.
You have to believe in yourself to do what is right.
Always do for YOU no matter what you do,
Because in the end the only one who has your back is you.

Never be afraid to take a stand,
And always be willing to lend a helping hand.
A little bit goes a long way.
All it takes is a smile to brighten someone’s day.

Your chance to live is now, so what are you waiting for?
The world is yours for the taking and so much more.
Endless possibilities are forever at your disposal.
The chance to live another day is life’s golden proposal.

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)

A Spirit Born Free…

While dealing with the doldrums
That happen often in wintertime,
And while contemplating my tomorrows
Thought I’d pen some thoughts that rhyme.

As I venture through my life
With each step, all the while being me,
An open mind, a heart of dreams
A spirit, enjoying being free.

A spirit that views another
As another feels, wishes to be,
In a realm of acceptance
So another can enjoy being free.

Free…. to love another
No color, gender or race,
Only to know and feel happiness
No social walls to face.

Free to live life as one chooses
Follow a dream, the heart would say,
Free to walk ones own path of life
Filled with adventures along the way.

There are those who would color me different
Many to gaze upon me with dismay,
But unlike them, I’ve found happiness
Because I chose to live life my way.

(Larry “Dutch” Woller)


Hello Diary,

And so it begins, a new chapter filled with adventure, challenges while following one’s heart with a dream in one’s pocket… 🙂 and what does a ole born again heathen with too much time on one’s hand do in winter’s doldrums, one would ask?.. bake a loaf of bread in a crockpot/slow cooker, of course… “The only real stumbling block is fear of failure. In cooking you’ve got to have a what-the-hell attitude.” (Julia Child).. 🙂

First the ingredients…

ingrediants

Mix and put in a crockpot/slow cooker..\

crockpot bread

And finally I have a loaf of bread (two loaves actually)…

baking done

And what were I doing while the bread were baking, I prepared Thanksgiving Day dinner (chicken breast, mashed potatoes, green beans and dressing)…

thanksgiving dinner

It is wrapped, in the freezer and on turkey day I will put in microwave to warm up, no mess, no fuss.. clever, eh?.. 🙂 why bake bread in a crockpot you would ask?.. because I am different and I can… 🙂

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 )

That being said, I had better close… life is calling and adventures are waiting.. but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

“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)

I took off for a weekend last month
Just to try and recall the whole year
All of the faces and all of the places
Wonderin’ where they all disappeared
I didn’t ponder the question too long
I was hungry and went out for a bite
Ran into a chum with a bottle of rum
And we wound up drinkin all night

Chorus..
It’s these changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes
Nothing remains quite the same
With all of our running and all of our cunning
If we couldn’t laugh we would all go insane

Reading departure signs in some big airport
Reminds me of the places I’ve been
Visions of good times that brought so much pleasure
Makes me want to go back again
If it suddenly ended tomorrow
I could somehow adjust to the fall
Good times and riches and son of a bitches
I’ve seen more than I can recall

(Chorus)

I think about Paris when I’m high on red wine
I wish I could jump on a plane
So many nights I just dream of the ocean
God I wish I was sailin’ again
Oh, yesterday’s over my shoulder
So I can’t look back for too long
There’s just too much to see waiting in front of me
And I know that I just can’t go wrong

(Chorus)

“Becoming free is learning about yourself; the scared and the insecure, the brilliant and the bold. Embrace both and the journey is yours and yours alone. No longer are you following another’s directions and your path and purpose will present themselves. “ (Riitta Klint) 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… 🙂

refugees

( “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 🙂 )

Neither rain, nor sleet, nor gloom of night, not even a heat wave will detour the adventure… 🙂

It Is Down The Path Least Traveled I Shall Go..

It is down the path least traveled I shall go
To a rainbow filled horizon I venture,
To seek, to learn, know peace, to enjoy life
A path filled with wonderful adventure.

A place where one is accepted as who they are
A spirit kindled to life, when mortal born,
A being coming from the depths within
And not subject to ridicule and scorn.

A place where I know freedom of thought and being
I am what I am, don’t you see,
Neither this one, neither that one, but all the above
In a mortal world, a free spirit, that’s me.

I do not travel the path alone, you see
There are memories and spirits to behold,
Those that share… the joy and sadness
As I gather more memories, down that least traveled road.

So how long will my journey be, one would ask
Will I see the end of the path…ever?
The answer, I believe, lies on the horizon
Somewhere past… the 12th of Never….

So I shall bring my ramblings to an end
For there is one fact that I do know,
To reach the horizon, the 12th of Never
It’s down the path least traveled I must go!
(penned by Larry “Dutch” Woller )

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

Hello Diary,

It is a Saturday morning, the beginning of another “hot” day, possible storms tomorrow… thought I would share some thoughts before getting ready to do battle with the heat wave…and speaking of the weather, there were a few that had some inquiries about my weather observations so will share some technology with you (Wait, where is everyone going!.. 🙂 ).. 🙂

In April of the year of 2001, I met a member of the National Weather Service, Billy Ousley, and after a discussion and with a handshake, I agreed to become a volunteer observer for the weather service (C.O.O.P/S.W.O.P) and thus began my journey… the weather service furnished a rain gauge…

rain guage

The other 14 weather instruments (plus computers, materials, etc) are mine, purchased or made.. one is the hailboard/snowboard…

hailboard

The hailboard is a piece of polyurethane foam covered in cooking foil and the hail will leave a crater in the foil and I can measure, in the winter I use the board to measure snow… another is the evaporation pan (to simulate the evaporation of ground, lakes, etc)…

evap pan

Another is the Evapotranspiration gauge which simulates the evaporation of plants..

e.t.guage a

I also have an assortment of gauges to measure soil temperature and frost at different depths…

gauges

The data from these gauges must be taken outdoors… the one exception is this remote sensor..

sending unit

Which transmits data to these instruments…

weather instruments

Sooooooooo, since 2001, every morning ( the single exception being severe weather) between 4:00 and 4:30 AM I put my little recorder/player in the pouch with the little flashlight..

recorder player

Hang the pouch around my neck and venture outdoors to read the instruments… when that is accomplished, I return indoors, sit down and temporarily put the data in my little 7 inch tablet..

7 inch tablet

I will also use my little “boogie boards” (they remind me of a chalk board)…

boogie boards 1

And then, by typing, by 6:00 AM I will then enter the data on the weather service’s website “WXCODER”

wxcoder

I will then enter the data, by typing, in Publisher…

publisher

And by 6:00 AM that will be sent to the Significant Weather website in Lincoln, Illinois… and finally I will send the data to the MET Office weather service in the UK..

met offfice

Met Office
FitzRoy Road
Exeter
Devon
EX1 3PB
United Kingdom

And once that is accomplished , I will finish any recording needed, clear the instruments and prepare to repeat the process the next morning.. 🙂

Soooooooooo, by helping the weather services, perhaps it will help them help others… “You have been my friend. That in itself is a tremendous thing. After all, what’s a life, anyway? We’re born, we live a little while, we die. By helping you, perhaps I was trying to lift up my life a trifle. Goodness knows anyone’s life can stand a little of that. (E.B. White, Charlotte’s Web)

And speaking of the weather, I had better close and prepare for the afternoon heat..set some water out for the backyard friends….have the Kindle, cool beverages (adult and otherwise) at the ready for me… maybe write a poem or two…. but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

“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).. but only if you want to… 🙂

“I have a dream, a song to sing, to help me cope with anything “ (ABBA) 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 🙂 )

Well, it is PRIDE month, here on the path every day is PRIDE… 🙂 be proud of who you are, what you believe and follow your dreams… have my pride hat at the ready, supporting any who are living life their way and following their dreams (and those, because of unforeseen circumstances, who cannot at this time).. 🙂

me with pride hat..

And following Steve Jobs advice; “Your time is limited, don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma, which is living the result of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of other’s opinion drown your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition, they somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary” Steve Jobs

And sometimes, when following ones dreams, one may encounter adversity and hostile criticism but “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

Like the coat of many colors, love will find a way and help one through it all…

Hello Diary,

Well, my friend Bette came up with the idea of dancing among the flowers, so with the help of Andre Rieu, have grabbed my hat, will be who I am with my dreams in my pocket, so take it away Mr. Rieu…

Honeysuckle… “When someone tells you “you’ve changed”, it might be because you have stopped living your life their way”.. (John Pence)..

honeysuckle

Roses.. “The greatest challenge in life is to be our own person and accept that being different is a blessing and not a curse”.. (Kilroy Oldster)..

rose a

Hosta… “Find out who you are and be that person. That’s what your spirit was put on this Earth to be. Find that truth, live that truth and everything else will come.” (Ellen DeGeneres)..

hosta 2

Clematis.. “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

clematis 3

Hosta… “We all have our own life to pursue, our own kind of dream to be weaving. And we all have some power to make wishes come true, as long as we keep believing.” Louisa May Alcott

hosta 1

Peonies.. “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

peonies

How are we so “different”?
If “different” is just a thing.
If we all have certain features,
What does “different” bring?

People filled with hatred,
Can’t possibly see,
That there’s not really “differences”
Between you and me.

Looks can’t show “difference”,
If they’re just there to be seen.
If you don’t look like someone else,
Why are they so mean?

If being “different” is what is wrong,
I’d rather not be right.
And I’d want to finish living,
Doing the “different” fight.
(Vincen Tabatha)

Well, I had better close, but the dance is far from over as there will be another time.. for now will have some rainbows to explore and some dreams to contemplate.. but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

It is a pleasant Tuesday here on the path but storms on the horizon for tomorrow.. But “I’m not afraid of storms, for I’m learning how to sail my ship.” (Louisa May Alcott) and “Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass, it’s about learning to dance in the rain”… may not be dancing but perhaps singing a note or two… 🙂

“Love is the expansion of two natures in such fashion that each include the other, each is enriched by the other.” (Felix Adler) 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 🙂 )

“The moment you have in your heart this extraordinary thing called love and feel the depth, the delight, the ecstasy of it, you will discover that for you the world is transformed.”. Jiddu Krishnamurti

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

Hello Diary,

It is a pleasant Thursday morning, a lull in the storms here on the prairies of the path least traveled… 🙂

thurs morn 1

May see some severe weather later today and this evening “Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass, it’s about learning to dance in the rain”.. 🙂

Hazardous Weather Outlook
National Weather Service Lincoln IL
445 AM CDT Thu May 16 2019
There is a marginal risk for severe thunderstorms this afternoon
and tonight. This afternoon thunderstorms will be most likely from
near Champaign northeastward. This evening, thunderstorms will be
possible from near I-74 northward. Hail and locally damaging wind
gusts to 60 mph are the main severe weather threats.

But here on the path are taking advantage of the pleasant weather to follow ones heart and living one’s dreams “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 speaking of dreams, here is Mr. Rabbit relaxing in the sun, no doubt dreaming about the corn and sunflower seeds at Dutch’s Buffet here on the path.. 🙂

rabbit relaxing

Well, I were moving a bit slow but finally managed to venture out and set up the buffet for Mr. Rabbit (he is sitting at the far end of the feeding pad) and friends, their dreams come true.. 🙂

rabbit eating

Of course, here on the path (and hopefully help other parts of the universe) we make and effort to minimize, or prevent, that which may interfere with ones dreams .. in order to reduce carbon and dependence on fossil fuels, an electric mower is required.. 🙂

mower

Also, to reduce the need for paper and to prevent the use of trees (trees help maintain the atmosphere), for taking temporary notes, I purchased what is affectionately referred to as “boogie boards”… one 4inch..

little boogie board

To erase one simply presses the button… 🙂 and I also purchased a 8 inch board…

big boogie board

Now I can make quick notes and no one has to cut down a tree… so somewhere on the planet earth, there is a tree that shall remain standing, perhaps a child will use it for a swing, two lovers for a picnic or the birds can perch and sing lullabies to the world.. “I’ve learned that you shouldn’t go through life with a catcher’s mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw some things back.”

Well, Diary, I had better close and venture on down the path..“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), but I shall return one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

Well, Diary, if you want true happiness just listen to your heart and (be it a friend, relationship, lover, no matter the gender, race or belief) you gotta love some one.. 🙂
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 )

You can hear them singing
On the streets
You’ve gotta love someone
If you want to dance with, happy feet
You’ve gotta love someone

Don’t need, anyone to tell you how
There never was a better, time than now
‘Cause, we all know what makes the world go round
You’ve gotta love someone

I am in heaven
All of the seven
Days of the week
With you having fun
My heart’s on fire
I am inspired
Love takes you higher
When you truly love someone

If you want to steal his, heart away
You’ve gotta love someone
If you can’t live without her, one more day
You know you love someone
I’ve got a secret to reveal
It’s got me spinning like a, spinning wheel
So, if you want to know just, how it feels
You’ve gotta love someone