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

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

 

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hello Diary,

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

 

The Lilac.. 🙂

The Clematis… 🙂

The Hibiscus.. 🙂

The Daylily.. 🙂
The pond lily.. 🙂

And the rose… 🙂

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

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

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

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

 

 

Until we meet again…

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

“The greatest danger for most of us is not that our aim is too high and we miss it, but that it is too low and we reach it.” (Michel Angelo) on the path least traveled..

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Hello Diary,

What a week this has been so far…. If one ventures out and lives life one finds many adventures and surprises and so far this week has been just that!… Soooooo, today I thought I would do a before and after… 🙂

Before, Monday 4-19-2021; I woke up Monday morning to a pleasant day and as I ventured out to check the weather instruments (still somewhat dark outdoors) I were greeted by my choir in full voice… 🙂

 

 

Once it got light outdoors and it were a pleasant 69F degrees, and keeping a watchful eye on the weeks weather forecast, I decided to mow.. Got the yardwork finished for the day… 🙂

After, Tuesday 4-20-2021; Tuesday morning I woke up wondering what the day would bring, I soon got my answer…. There were no choir greeting me, all I would see when I ventured out were…wait for it……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………. SNOW!! 😦

BUT, no white flag here, just prepare for life’s challenges… 🙂

And 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!
      ( Larry “Dutch” Woller )

Just color me unsinkable… 🙂

Well, I has better close for now, more challenges and adventures await and more memories to gather for another day…but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…. 🙂

And as I venture down the path I meet a lot of wonderful people, all unique and beautiful in their own way, to make more memories.. “Life gives us brief moments with another, but sometimes in those brief moments we get memories that last a lifetime, So live that your memories will be part of your happiness.” (Author Unknown)…. 🙂

 

Thanks for the memories, which occupy my heart for when I grow to old to dream… 🙂

“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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Hello Diary,

Though it is a bit cool, spring has definitely arrived here on the path… also arriving are many different  plants… and the garden here on the path is much like today’s world societies in the everything is different… and, like they do others,  there are those in today’s world societies that will look down upon and ridicule  those that call the gardens of the path home simply because of being different… 🙂

 

Among those plants are the little blue violet.. 🙂

The white clover.. 🙂

And who could forget the bodacious little dandelion… 🙂





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)

Here on the path they are not ridiculed but envied… why?.. they chose the path least traveled and are different and happy because they are born free… 🙂

And, because I choose happiness… 🙂

I also chose the path least traveled and being different… 🙂


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

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

So my heart’s compass is pointed to the horizon
Sails set full, safe harbor fading in the distance, a faint glow to eye it seems
And with a pocket full of memories, on the horizon are my dreams
On down the path least traveled I will venture, with spirit free
Why the path least traveled?..well, I’m different, don’t you see.
                                  ( Larry “Dutch” Woller )

Yes, like here on the path, in spite of ridicule and prejudice, the world is a beautiful place because everyone is different… 🙂

Well, I had better close for now… need to venture on down the path being different and seeking new adventures… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

 

 

Until we meet again, whatever path you choose, hope it is filled with love and happiness.. 🙂

“The only person you are destined to become is the person you decide to be.” (Ralph Waldo Emerson) on the path least traveled…

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Spring has finally arrived, creatures large and small and plants are waking up from winter’s doldrums and preparing for new adventures… 🙂

 

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yes, birds, bees and creatures large and small have joined their voices in harmony and the garden is alive with music.. 🙂 Hello Diary, Yes, spring has arrived in the garden here on the path, where all the inhabitants live in harmony, each one a one-of-a-kind, unique piece of the puzzle called “life”… (photo taken last summer)… 🙂

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.

Free to boldly walk the lands, both far and near
To lives one’s own 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.

Together we live the hand that Fate has dealt us
Not sure of, 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  )
Love and understanding, no hate, fear or prejudice in the garden on the path… 🙂

Well, I had better close for now, unfortunately I cannot convince my backyard friends to change the bed or do the laundry… 🙂   but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

 

 

Until we meet again…

It is not just another  day
For in spite of time, distance or whatever,
If only in spirit and thought
We’ll be sharing today together.

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

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

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Tomorrow is Sunday here on the path, Easter  for those with faith based ideology, a religious remembrance… and with conflict, illness, etc. it may be trying times for those folks also… just before my late wife passed (cancer) she were visited by a Chaplain… he ask her if she had a religion and she said “No”, he then ask her if she believed in the hereafter and she said “Yes”, the Chaplain said “Good, for it is what is in the heart that matters, not a name above a door”… 🙂

The universe knows I am not into religious ideologies, but am a independent, born again heathen (so they tell me) but I believe there is a saying; “God promised you a safe landing, he did not say the journey were to be a smooth one”, so whatever one believes, nor how dark the skies or life’s challenges, perhaps you should listen to your heart filled with dreams, one can do that anywhere, anytime… 🙂

 

 

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)

And maybe follow the advice of Judith Durham of the Seekers… 🙂 Or perhaps ABBA… 🙂

Hello Diary,

Yes, tomorrow is  Sunday and a Easter holiday here on the prairies…a pleasant spring like Sunday to behold… unfortunately, here on the path there may not be any Easter eggs this year as it appears the Easter bunny will be taking the day off, being a holiday and all…  🙂

 

And here on the path the only eggs are powdered… 🙂

Sooooooooooo, the only coloring will be from a book… 🙂

BUT, I will enjoy the day anyway…. why enjoy one would ask?… because the sun will put in an appearance… 🙂

And hopefully will wake up on the green side of the grass and because I can…. 🙂

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, 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 )

So, will enjoy the day with a cup of tea…. 🙂

And some help from my favorite orchestra, Andre Rieu… 🙂

So, I had better close for now  make ready to enjoy the day, for it won’t come again… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

 

 

Until we meet again, Happy Easter wherever you are...

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)

“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 ) on the path least traveled..

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“Maybe I’m not so different from everyone else after all. It’s like somebody gave me a puzzle, but I don’t have the box with the picture on it. So I don’t know what the final thing is supposed to look like. I’m not even sure if I have all the pieces.” (Sharon M. Draper )…  🙂

 

Yes, in these challenging times, sometimes one asks oneself who am I, really…. 🙂

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

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

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

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

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

So I shall  continue down the path least traveled
To seek that rainbow, perhaps around the next bend,
Once found, I’ll have my answers
And that will be the beginning, not the end.
    (Larry “Dutch” Woller)
And the adventure begins with the search for that elusive rainbow being led by my heart… 🙂

Hello Diary,

And after years of facing challenges, having the mind, spirit and heart bruised on occasion, I have no regrets for the only path to happiness is venturing down life’s path being me… and Steve Jobs agrees… 🙂

“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 )…. 🙂

 

 

Down the path least traveled I venture..

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 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 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“.
          ( Larry “Dutch” Woller)
On the horizon lies my rainbow and the path to the rainbow is a wonderful world indeed… 🙂

And speaking of venturing down the path, I had better close for now, get my walking shoes on and leave safe harbor to greet new adventures… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willing and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

Until we meet again, my wish for you…. 🙂

 

 

May the love that you give
Always return to you,
That family and friends are many
And always remain true,
May your mind only know peace
No suffering or strife,
May your heart only know love and happiness
On your journey through life.
     (Larry “Dutch” Woller)

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

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“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)… 🙂

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

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

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

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

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

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

And because I venture down the path with open mind being led by the heart, I look forward to greeting my tomorrows… 🙂

Hello Diary,

Has been a busy week and thought I would stop the world , get off briefly and share some thoughts… with spring in the air (though still a bit cool) puttered around indoors making minor changes to finish up indoors… the one thing I have not change is a secluded area I affectionately refer to as my “sanctuary…  🙂

 

It is a place in the house where I sit and meditate and often pen my thoughts that rhyme… 🙂

A place where I pen thoughts that rhyme like what is happiness… 🙂

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

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

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

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

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

Happiness is knowing when to end a poem
For it is down life’s highway I need to venture,
To gather more memories and thoughts to share
As I live, and enjoy,  tomorrow's new adventure.
                   (Larry “Dutch” Woller)

And when we are happy, we’re on fire, right Freedom Fry??… 🙂

Well, I had better close for now, may see some prairie thunderstorms later, but whether it is the weather or life’s storms, “I’m not afraid of storms, for I’m learning how to sail my ship.”( Louisa May Alcott)… but I shall return one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

 

Until we meet again… 🙂

May the love that you give
Always return to you,
That family and friends are many
And always remain true,
May your mind only know peace
No suffering or strife,
May your spirit only know love and happiness
On your journey through life.
     (Larry “Dutch” Woller)
And… 🙂

“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) on the path least traveled…

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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)… 🙂

A Spirit Born Free…

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

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,

Yes, Diary, it is not easy to follow  one’s dreams being led by one’s heart, but that is the only true path to happiness…. and at some point, one may have to heed the words of Robert Frost… 🙂

 

Soooooooo, with open mind and happy heart... 🙂

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!
      ( Larry “Dutch” Woller )

No, not going to give up now… going to follow my path down life’s highway and hopefully one day see how it all ends… 🙂

Will bring my ramblings to an end…the highway is beckoning and will need to make ready for new adventures… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

And until we meet again, hope whatever highway, path or trail you choose is filled with love and happiness and life is all that you wish for it to be!….   🙂

 

“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) on the path least traveled…

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Yes, “It is not easy to find happiness within ourselves, and it is not possible to find it elsewhere.” (Agnes Repplier ) so I choose to be happy being me, even if it makes me different… 🙂

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

Not another like me, I am one of a kind
Don’t always fit in, with most society’s thought and mind,
But will sail against the current, pull on Superman’s cape,
Spit into the wind, with courage face adversity with glee,
How and why?... because I am are 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 )

And in spite of challenges being different may bring, there is happiness within because of a heart and spirit born free, being me… 🙂

Hello Diary,

In spite of the storms of conflict, illness, climate change, I venture down the path without fear because “I’m not afraid of storms, for I’m learning how to sail my ship.” (Louisa May Alcott) and as I gaze upon the horizon (photo take last summer) contemplating what adventures await me…. 🙂

 

And I asked myself “When Is The Right Time?”…. 🙂

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

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

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

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

Today, tomorrow perhaps?
The answer is in the heart, you see,
So when is the right time, one asks?
When your heart wishes for it to be..
       ( Larry “Dutch” Woller ).

Yes, only the heart and time holds the answer… 🙂

And now the heart is telling me it is time to close as there are adventures waiting, more memories to be had… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

Yes,  even though conflict, illness, climate change, etc. are presenting dark days at the moment, we shall see brighter days because we know our love will see us through, knowing our dreams lie ahead, somewhere in time…  🙂

 

 

“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) 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  🙂 ).. 🙂

It’s that time of year when I join the weeders army, to keep watchful eye here in the path’s gardens…

Though plants like the wild violet ( considered a weed by many) have a home in the path’s gardens also… 🙂

Weeder's Thoughts…..
I have raked the soil and planted the seeds 
Now I've joined the army that fights the weeds.
For me no flashing saber and sword, 
To battle the swiftly marching horde; 

With a valiant heart I fight the foe, 
My only weapon a trusty hoe.
No martial music to swing me along, 
I march to the robin redbreast song. 

No stirring anthem of bugle and drum 
But the cricket's chirp and the honey bee's hum.
No anti-aircraft or siren yell
But there's Trumpet-creeper and Lily-bell. 

With a loving heart and a sturdy hand, 
I defend the borders of flower-land;
While high over Larkspur and Leopardsbane,
A butterfly pilots his tiny plane; 

But I shall not fear his skillful hand, 
My enemy charges only by land.
Would those who lead nations in war and hate
But lay down their guns at some garden gate,
There, bury- their bombs and their bloody deeds,
And join the grand army that's fighting the weeds.
  (Alma B. Eymann)

Hello Diary,

Yes, though it is a bit cool outdoors, spring is in the air and the gardens and backyard are starting to wake up from the winter doldrums… with the migratory birds (who stop for a quick lunch on occasion) voice added to the rest of the birds, their music can be heard on a quiet springlike morning like today… 🙂

 

 

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

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

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

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

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

Or is it just me………….. 🙂
           (Larry “Dutch” Woller)
Yes, my backyard friends add music to the day as I venture out in search of new adventures… “Music gives a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination and life to everything.” (Plato)… 🙂

I had better close for now, have much to prepare for as the excitement builds here on the path….but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

 

 

Yes, it feels like spring here on the path, a path that is 

Not a world of race, color or gender
Nor closed minded ridicule or prejudice...you see,
But a world that respects another’s dream
Of what or who they wish to be.
    (Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Care to join me?… 🙂