“If you love someone, set them free. If they come back they’re yours; if they don’t, they never were.” (Richard Bach) on the path least traveled…

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

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( “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 🙂 )

“Walk on a rainbow trail; walk on a trail of song, and all about you will be beauty. There is a way out of every dark mist, over a rainbow trail. “ Robert Motherwell

“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

“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)

Hello Diary,

No internet yet, hopefully online by Friday… it is a Tuesday and dealing with winter and it appears winter may be here for awhile… but there is a rainbow out there somewhere and will keep looking while living life with a open mind… sharing thoughts with you, Diary, with the heart doing the talking and the fingers doing the walking… 🙂

The subject of love, the definition of love, has come up in the past… will share two thoughts, one from my late friend and poet, Chris Clark of Skendleby, England..

The Man I Love!
He knows me
Better than I know myself!
And yet – in the World view of us –
We do not know each other!
.
He loves me!
(More than I love myself!)
And yet – as the World knows Love –
We’ve never touched each other!
.
He moves me!
As no other man has done;
Because – could the World’s eyes see –
Each of us IS the other!
.
(First draft, to Larry, on 11.10.08. Chris E Clark.)

She never finished it, or maybe she did… 🙂 the second is something I found online some time ago and believe it speaks about what love is about…. 🙂

To Love YOU..

To Love you is to daydream of you often, think of you so much, to speak of you proudly, and miss you terribly when we are apart.
To Love you is to cherish the warmth of your arms, the sweetness of your kiss, the friendliness of your smile, the loving sound in your voice, and the happiness we share……
To Love you is to never forget the adversity we have overcome, the tears we have shed, the plans we have made, the problems we have solved, and the pain of separation.
To Love you is to remember joyfully the days we made memorable, the moments that will live forever in our hearts, the dreams we hope for, the caress and touches of love, and the exhilaration of love that fills our hearts.
To Love you is to need you, want you, hold you, and know you as no one else can.
To Love you is to realize that life without you would be no life at all……..
(Author Unknown)

Well, I had better close…hopefully will be online soon and can share more thoughts… in the meantime will follow my dreams and seek out adventure on the path least traveled… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

In some of my poetry I make mention of the 12th of Never… there is a song about love called The 12th of Never that explains love also… 🙂

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Friendship and building bridges on the path least traveled….

Diary of the journey on the path least traveled..

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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 🙂 ).

A Quiet Monday Morning…

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

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

Hello Diary,

It is a rainy gloomy morning weather wise but here on the path no gloom or doom… “Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass, it’s about learning to dance in the rain”… 🙂 thought I would take a break from “dancing” and share a few thoughts about friendship….:) … friendship is like a bouquet from the garden…

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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 hope will never end.
(Penned by Larry “Dutch” Woller )

And friendship can come from any source.. like little Bree (she passed away in 2016)…

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Bree

JUST MY DOG
He is my other eyes that can see above the clouds;
My other ears that hear above the winds.
He is the part of me that can reach out into the sea.

He has told me a thousand times over that I am his reason for being
By the way he rests against my leg
By the way he thumps his tail at my smallest smile
By the way he shows his hurt when I leave without taking him.
(I think it makes him sick with worry when he
is not along to care for me.)

When I am wrong, he is delighted to forgive.
When I am angry, he clowns to make me smile.
When I am happy, he is joy unbounded.
When I am a fool, he ignores it.
When I succeed, he brags.
Without him, I am only another person.
With him, I am all-powerful.
He is loyalty itself.
He has taught me the meaning of devotion.
With him, I know a secret comfort and a private peace.
He has brought me understanding where before I was ignorant.
His head on my knee can heal my human hurts.
His presence by my side is protection against my fears of dark and unknown things.
He has promised to wait for me… whenever…wherever–in case I need him.
And I expect I will–as I always have.
He is just my dog.
(Author Gene Hill…)

Friendship knows no race, religion, belief, ideology…

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“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. Only then might you find another wandering soul doing the same thing, who can walk with you but on their own journey. All of a sudden you might find a shared passion and a wrinkled map on the trail that makes sense.” Riitta Klint

Friendship knows no gender…

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A Wish For my friend, a lady..

My wish for my friend, a lady
May her spirit always be free,
May her life be full of happiness
Laughter in her world will always be.

May her heart never know pain
No sorrow will her heart find,
To witness each and everyday with..
A open heart and peace of mind…

And when her mortal days are over
And to another life she will surely go,
She will be greeted by friends and loved ones
Trouble and suffering, she will no longer know…

This is my wish for my friend, a lady
For she is a dear friend, don’t you see,
And with each and everyday, I hope and wish
That a dear friend, she will forever be..
(Penned by Larry “ Dutch” Woller )

“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

“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.”

“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.”

Well, I had better close, Diary… venture on down the path least traveled and see what adventures lie ahead…“I’m not afraid of storms, for I’m learning how to sail my ship.” Louisa May Alcott … but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise….

Friendship is being there for someone when they find themselves in troubled waters…

When you’re weary, feeling small
When tears are in your eyes, I’ll dry them all (all)
I’m on your side, oh, when times get rough
And friends just can’t be found
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down

When you’re down and out
When you’re on the street
When evening falls so hard
I will comfort you (ooo)
I’ll take your part, oh, when darkness comes
And pain is all around
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down

Sail on silver girl
Sail on by
Your time has come to shine
All your dreams are on their way
See how they shine
Oh, if you need a friend
I’m sailing right behind
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind

Giving, humor and Santa is watching you on the path least traveled…

Diary of the journey on the path least traveled..

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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 🙂 ).

The Gift of Giving… Frank Sonnenberg

Give out of love, not obligation.
Give when it’s least expected.
Give without strings attached.
Give from your heart.
Give of yourself.
Give to show that you care.
Give help without causing helplessness.
Give something that makes personal sacrifice.
Give to make a difference.
Give without keeping score.
Give for no reason at all.
Give a little if you can’t give a lot.
Give without attracting attention to yourself.
Give without being asked.
Give of your experience.
Give to those who need it most.

Hello Diary,

Well, it is a Monday morning, the holiday continues… a bit cloudy and cold this morning but sun later perhaps… yesterday the sun were out with a bit of fog but pleasant though cool…

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I expect there are those who are taking advantage of the pleasant weather to do errands and shopping.. had a relaxing weekend after a busy week, now preparing for the next year… taking a moment from the activities to share a few thoughts… the holiday is also about giving… had a surprise visit from a young couple who lives down the street.. do not know their last name or very little about them but they stopped in over the weekend and gave me a present… a cute small pail and a card.. “People will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.”

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Inside was a delicious party mix that they made themselves…

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I were caught by surprise so I did not have a card, but I did have a 3 pound canned ham that I purchased a short time back for special occasion and that special occasion arrived… 🙂 I gave them the ham and apologized for not having a card…. while thinking of Santa and the reindeer, a short time back I posted a rare occurrence of a couple of reindeer in the neighborhood…

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I am wondering now if they were Santa’s reindeer on a mission… Hmmmmmmmmmm.. 🙂 yes, love, dreams, hope, giving, all part of the holiday… but humor has a place in the holiday season also… I penned these thoughts…

The 4th of July Holiday May Be Easier..

It were a few days before Christmas
With a half decorated tree,
No one were stirring
Not even me…

Still in my pajamas
All snuggled in bed,
With visions of winning the lottery
Dancing in my head…

There were a loud noise
And I awoke with a start,
I shuffled to the windows
The curtains I did part.

Was it 9 tiny reindeer
With a jolly elf dressed in red?
Disappointment in the air
It were the garbage collector instead.

I ventured to the kitchen
For a spot of tea and some toast,
Opened the fridge to find
A turkey and dressing to roast.

Ventured to the room with the tree
The room warmed by the morning sun,
At a glance I realized with a frown
That there’s dusting to be done.

In the corner were the vacuum
Looking so forlorn,
It needs to be run
Some time before Christmas morn.

Presents needing paper, ribbons
Bows and all that matter,
I stand outside with rake in hand
A yard full of leaves to gather.

A present under the tree
Could it be my favorite toy?
Then a thought came to mind
I may be too tired to enjoy… sighhhhh
(Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Well, I had better close.. life is calling and I need to answer the call to see what life wants… plus there are dreams to follow… so Diary, I wish you a Great start for Mon, Love for Tues, Peace for Wed, No worries for Thurs, Fun for Fri, Joy for Sat, Happiness for Sun. Have a wonderful week, and I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

Ray Stevens says you best not be naughty ‘cause Santa is watching you… 🙂

A perfect Christmas on the path least traveled…

Diary of the journey on the path least traveled..

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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 🙂 ).

Hope…

Let me but live my life from year to year,
With forward face and unreluctant soul;
Not hurrying to, nor turning from the goal;
Not mourning for the things that disappear
In the dim past, nor holding back in fear
From what the future veils; but with a whole
And happy heart, that pays its toll
To Youth and Age, and travels on with cheer.

So let the way wind up the hill or down,
O’er rough or smooth, the journey will be joy:
Still seeking what I sought when but a boy,
New friendship, high adventure, and a crown,
My heart will keep the courage of the quest,
And hope the road’s last turn will be the best.
(Henry Van Dyke )

Hello Diary,

It is a Friday morning, a gloomy morning outdoors… definitely doesn’t seem like winter holidays, unless one is in the Caribbean.. Took this photo a 7:30 AM this morning…

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Nonetheless, the holiday spirit is in the air on the path least traveled… though presents and food is a part of, it is not about the holidays… it is about hope, as Mr. Van Dyke penned it… it is also about dreams.. “Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird, that cannot fly.” Langston Hughes … I believe Mr. Raines has some thoughts about dreams…

Dreams..
There’s a place where I go that no one else knows,
Where mysteries abound and excitement grows.
A place out of reach of any man’s hands,
Safely secluded in a far away land

Beyond the grasp of those who may plunder
The wealth of its power and its life changing wonder.
I go alone to my secret place, never leaving a trace
For someone to follow and discover my space

Where I keep my secrets, my fears, and my regrets
Away from the world and all of its threats.
It’s mine and mine alone!
The only place I can call my own.

I treasure the moments spent in this realm
Where anything is possible and I’m at the helm.
This place I describe is all that it seems …
It’s a magical place I call my dreams.
(John Raines)

Dreams are the fuel that guides one to their destiny… “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

Also did a bit of decorating around the hearth… no lights, just a bit of garland, some flowers and bows and a imagination… 🙂

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Santa won’t use the chimney this year, don’t want to get his new suit dirty before the big day.. And because he wanted to spend more time with the little folk, he came by here early and used the backdoor when I were at the post office… 🙂

The holidays are also about love…“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 … and here on the path holiday (or any day) love is not about decorations, presents, food, etc…
“The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched – they must be felt with the heart.” Helen Keller

I penned some thoughts in a holiday poem.. 🙂

A Holiday Poem…

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

Memories filled with sadness, sorrow perhaps
Memories with happiness and joy, my dear
Memories to bring out the laughter
Memories to bring out a tear.

A special day and one to treasure, my love
And not because of the calendar age,
Because a life of memories and thoughts
Will be adding another page!

Even though if a distance and time apart
It will be a day that we will share,
Our love knows no time or distance
Be assured, my love, I will be there!

It will become our memory, and we will share
Christmas day, every day…… forever,
Because of our love eternal
Beyond…………. the 12th of Never!!

Merry Christmas, my love!
(Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Well, I had better close… “hoping” for a wonderful holiday with happiness for everyone, that “dreams” come true and “love” is in the air… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise….

“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.”

My idea of a perfect Christmas
Is to spend it with you
In a party or dinner for two
Anywhere would do
Celebrating the yuletide season
Always lights up our lives
Simple pleasures are made special too
When they’re shared with you

Looking through some old photographs
Faces and friends we’ll always remember
Watching busy shoppers rushing about
In the cool breeze of December
Sparkling lights all over town
Children’s carols in the air
By the Christmas tree
A shower of stardust on your hair

I can’t think of a better Christmas
Than my wish coming true
And my wish is that you’d let me spend
My whole life with you

Holiday love and little folks on the path least traveled…

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Christmas Gift by Maureen…

The gifts I’d leave beneath your tree
Aren’t those that you can touch or see.
Not wrapped in Christmas tissue gay
But gifts to bless you every day.

The gift of friendship warm and true
Is one that I would leave for you,
Good health and happiness and cheer
To keep you smiling through the year.

The gift of peace that comes from God
With prayer to guide each path you trod
And when your heart has lost its song
The gift of hope to cheer you on.

These are the gifts I’d leave for you.
(Maureen)

Hello Diary,

A wintry Saturday morning here… were hoping for a mild holiday but appears that winter may be here to stay… 🙂 woke up Thursday morning with Ole Man Winter making his presence known…

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Friday morning appeared to be a pleasant sunny day, from indoors…

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But appearances can be deceiving as it were 9F degrees outside… the white on the trees is called hoarfrost, cause by freezing fog as it were foggy outdoors…but back indoors it were a balmy 67 degrees, no fog and a gentle breeze (created by ceiling fans)… just right to re-pot the poinsettia as I knew it would not survive in the pot it were currently in.. so I gathered up supplies….

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And managed to put the little poinsettia in a comfy pot without damaging the plant…

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So now will do our best to help the little plant.. Now, I am efficient at growing green beans and tomatoes but caring for indoor tropical plants is not my forte… 🙂 I have two Philodendron plants, one is live and the other is artificial, and there is a lively debate at the local pub as to which one I will kill first… 🙂 but press on we shall, for there are no white flags flying on the path least traveled… 🙂

And speaking of flowers, the holidays are about love, not about technology, and nothing is more loving than a holiday bouquet… 🙂

A Christmas Bouquet for you, my love
Each bloom has been chosen in hopes to convey,
To bring in the season of joy this year
With my message of love this day.

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

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

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

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

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

So with this Christmas bouquet, my love
I shall eternally bestow,
A heartfelt message of love
Even these blooms seem to know.

Merry Christmas….
(Larry “Dutch’ Woller)

And the holidays are about the little folks, their minds and heart open, filled with wonder and dreams..society has not intruded yet… 🙂 I remember one Christmas past (no pc, smart phones, etc)….

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The initial objective were to get all the gifts unwrapped as rapidly as possible, adding to the confusion as one gets to the point of trying to decide which gift to check out first… Kim with hands on hips, decisions, decisions… 🙂

“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”..

There were another holiday when decorating the tree, Eric and Kim were not in school yet… gave them a few ornaments, about 10 each, to put where they wish to… they were not very tall and Kim followed Eric and they put all the ornaments in one small place.. could have covered all 20 with a small towel.. 🙂 but Santa’s helpers arrived during the night, decorating the rest of the tree, leaving the kids ornaments where they put them… it were the best tree ever… 🙂

Well, I had better close for now… venture on down the path, more memories to gather, dreams to follow, make sure I don’t get on Santa’s “have been bad” list… but I shall return one day, Diary, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise..

Yes, the holidays are about the little folks, and while they may be more attached to Mom (for obvious reasons) “ The love a mother has for her children is legendary, it is said a child is the mother’s heart outside her body.” , with a loving, open heart Dad can be part of the holiday spirit also…. “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.”

Little folks are people too
Very much like me and you
The little things they say and do
They kinda make your day

Foolishness and common sense
Through the eyes of innocence
Skip a rope or jump a fence
Gettin’ in the way

Daddy, why are you so tall?
Daddy, why am I so small?
Daddy, who makes snowflakes fall?
Could it be the Lord?

Chasing puppies, climbin’ trees
Bumping heads and skinnin’ knees
It’s not very hard to see
That kids are God’s reward

Little folks get down and out
The girls will cry and boys will pout
Before you know what it’s about
They’re smiling once again

Colored kites on summer breeze
Jingle Bells and Christmas trees
Too soon they’re only memories
Do you remember when?

Daddy, what makes eagles fly?
What makes clouds float in the sky?
And Daddy, if I really try
Will I grow up someday?

But little folks slip through our hands
Like so many grains of sand
You’d best enjoy them while you can
So soon they fly away…

Perfection, change and pizza on the path least traveled…

Diary of the journey on the path least traveled..

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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 🙂 ).

Winds of Change…

I watched that heavy door begin to close,
all the while the winds above me rose.
The years whisper and whistle back into my ear,
the memories haunted by sorrows and fear.

With a new day it finally dawned on me,
the past needed locking and I had the key.
Leave it behind, leap and fly away free,
let the winds of change blow and carry me.

Feel them lifting my wings now able to soar,
up to an open sky and caged no more.
Flying so fast to where no hurt can find,
a place of peace now inhabits my mind.

This heart full of courage never ceases to beat,
knowing my history is not destined to repeat.
Clear paths now lead me to a new destination,
for my life, my future and the next generation.
(Kelly Deschler )

Hello Diary,

It is the middle of the week, a busy week with December bringing the year to a close so starting to prepare for the new year… sun is out at the moment but the morning started out with winter…

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Winter is not officially here till December 21 but it is obvious that Ole Man Winter has his own calendar and it is not compatible with us mortals calendar… 🙂 with the snow and all, the neighbors were getting into the spirit of the season, managed to take a photo last evening…

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It has been some time since I decorated outdoors, concentrate on indoors and try to refrain from using lights in a effort to conserve energy… the world observed the holidays long before Thomas Edison were born… 🙂
My daughter were passing through yesterday and stopped overnight because of the weather, continued her journey this morning… decided on a quick meal, so warmed up the pizza..

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Using the microwave made a plate of broccoli and cheese…..

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And again using the microwave, made bacon and cheese bagels….

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While preparing the above food, I roasted some french fries in the toaster oven, the making of the entire meal took 20 minutes… and I had a spot of wine with my pizza… Well, Kim had briefly visited a store before arriving and she saved this little poinsettia…

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It were going to be thrown away, in the garbage… why?.. because it were different, it were too small, it were not perfect.. so therefore did not fit in, nobody wanted the little plant… never raised a poinsettia before but will try.. Google it, right Diary?… 🙂

And speaking of perfection, at another site there were a brief discussion about finding the perfect person, and I sent a reply;

“While you’re busy looking for the perfect person, you’ll probably miss the imperfect person who could make you perfectly happy”.

The following were a reply to mine, a general statement I am sure, not directed to me personally… 🙂

‘The Perfect’ doesn’t exist.
To realize that, start with you.
How many times have you lied?
How many times have you given into your selfishness?
And still, with all your imperfections and blunders,
you search for that who is perfect.
You want to be put on a pedestal of glory,
while stripping down others of their shame.
You have to realize, you are as equally imperfect as the next person you criticize,
and that is never shameful.
~This I wrote today.

And the following is my reply to that reply….

“The Perfect doesn’t exist”
I agree.. 🙂

“To realize that, start with you.”
As for me… 🙂

“How many times have you lied?”
I have a greater peace of mind by being straightforward and truthful about myself, with open heart and mind, knowing the outcome being uncertain, rather than to wake up tomorrow morning and have to deal with a falsehood I told yesterday. 🙂

“How many times have you given into your selfishness?”
I accept what life and destiny has provided, nothing more.. “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.” 🙂

“And still, with all your imperfections and blunders”
Yes, I do not stand in front of a mirror and start singing “How Great Thou Art”… 🙂

“you search for that who is perfect.”
Perfection does not exist in nature nor the universe, therefore I do not waste my time looking for something that does not exist… 🙂

“You want to be put on a pedestal of glory,”
I dislike pedestals because they are unstable and I am leery of heights… if I want glory I would not be here on WordPress but on Twitter with Trump and the gang… 🙂

“while stripping down others of their shame.”
The only person I “strip” is me just prior to taking a bath… as for other peoples feelings, they are already aware of how they feel, I don’t waste my time constantly reminding them.. 🙂

“You have to realize, you are as equally imperfect as the next person you criticize,”
I am a born again heathen with long hair, earrings and nails, independent, not into religion and venturing down the path least traveled, quoting Frank Sinatra; “doing it my way”… I know who I am… I do not consider myself knowledgeable enough about the next person to assume I can determine who they are, what they are, how they feel or what they believe… 🙂

I wrote this today and I will write it every day… 🙂

On that I had better close.. Laundry has finished, much to do, dreams to follow and rainbows to chase… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

Yes, the climate, the world, the universe and the 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

Come gather ’round people wherever you roam,
And admit that the waters around you have grown,
And accept it that soon you’ll be drenched to the bone
If your time to you is worth savin’
Then you better start swimmin’
Or you’ll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changin’

Come writers and critics who prophecize with your pen
And keep your eyes wide,
The chance won’t come again,
And don’t speak too soon
For the wheel’s still in spin
And there’s no tellin’ who
That it’s namin’
For the loser now
Will be later to win
For the times they are a-changin’

Come senators, congressmen,
Please heed the call
Don’t stand in the doorway,
Don’t block the hall,
For he that’ gets hurt
Will be he who has stalled,
There’s a battle
Outside and it’s ragin’
It’ll soon shake your windows
And rattle your walls
For the times they are a-changin’

Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land,
And don’t criticize
What you can’t understand
Your sons and your daughters
Are beyond your command,
Your old road is rapidly agin’,
Please get out of the new one
If you can’t lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin’

The line it is drawn,
The curse it is cast,
The slow one now will
Later be fast,
As the present now
Will later be past
The order is rapidly fadin’
And the first one now
Will later be last
For the times they are a-changin’

Snow, back to school and a open mind on the path least traveled…

Diary of the journey on the path least traveled..

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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 🙂 ).

“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
 
“Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don’t matter, and those who matter don’t mind.”
― Bernard M. Baruch

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

Hello Diary,

A Thursday morning and in the process of bringing the week to a close…has been a week of contemplating tomorrows, doing chores and getting ready to start school… 🙂 thought I would take a break in the activities and share some thoughts…

“The art of writing is the art of discovering what you believe.” Gustave Flaubert

Woke up yesterday, Wednesday, morning to a somewhat dreary, cold morning…

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But change was in the winds and Old Man Winter was coming.. Sooooo prepared for his visit and sure enough, taken a page out if Santa Claus’s book, paid a visit last night and when I woke up this Thursday morning, this is what I woke up to… 🙂

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Received about 2 inches of snow and sleet and supposedly more to come… Well, I checked my weather instruments, made sure all were well and then decided to help out my backyard friends.. Took the broom and shovel and cleared the feeders and put out a little extra feed… it were not long before the word got out and soon it was standing room only at the path least traveled buffet… 🙂

standing room only

Getting away from the weather for a time, I had mentioned about getting ready for school… as I have mentioned in the past I have a course here at home for learning Spanish,

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though I did take a basic course online from the local community college..

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I am not fluent in Spanish and know just enough to get me in trouble if I am not careful… 🙂 and when I am online or out and about and I see writing in Spanish, I will take a few moments to read what words I can understand and perhaps try to speak others.. I have a little difficulty in “rolling the R’s”.. 🙂

All that being said, Tuesday when I were at the post office, I checked out the little bulletin board and they had some notices that were in English and Spanish.. Soooooooooooo I stood there for a few moments practicing when an individual, who shall remain nameless, came up to me and said “when in America, you need to speak English”… at that I promptly turned, looked him in the eye and said;

and I quote: “I will speak to whomever I wish, whenever I wish and in whatever language I wish… when MY business becomes YOUR business I will speak in a language your brain is capable of understanding… until then, YOU may assume that MY business is none of YOUR business and I would appreciate YOU keeping YOUR nose out of MY business”… unquote… 🙂

Needless to say, the individual left with his underwear in a twist because I rained on his parade… 🙂 I do feel a certain amount of sadness for those with closed minds, personally “I would rather have a mind opened by wonder than one closed by belief” Gerry Spence ….

And while I will communicate with someone who has a closed mind, I will not spend much time communicating because “ I have dreams to follow and maybe be someone’s rainbow, I will not waste that time trying to talk to someone who will not listen”… Larry “Dutch” Woller

Of course, as history (past and present) has proven, few become more closed minded than a certain element of the world’s religious society… this ole born again heathen with a open mind and a open heart simply do not qualify and there’s another story to that… 🙂

“We should begin by setting the conscience free. When all men of all religions shall enjoy equal liberty, property, and an equal chance for honors and power then we may expect that improvements will be made in the human character and the state of society.” Founding Father John Adams, letter to Dr. Price, April 8, 1785.

Well, I have rambled enough and had better close… get on with the day and live life in spite of the snow.. There are rainbows out there, just have to look for them… 🙂 but I shall return one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise….

I believe that Johnny Paycheck has some thoughts about the closed minded also, it is called “The Outlaws Prayer.. 🙂