“I can’t tell you who you are or who you will be, I can only love you and be your friend ” (Adam Clarke) 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 🙂 )

For happiness always be who you wish to be and follow the dreams in your heart.. even though the skies may be at their darkest and you may feel small because the world seems to be against you, remember the words of Mark Twain; “It is not the size of the dog in a fight that matters, it is the size of the fight in the dog”.. and “Heroes are made by the paths they choose, not the powers they are graced with.” ― Brodi Ashton,

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 a Saturday, a peaceful time between storms…

Sat morning

Contemplate and Wonder…

A peaceful Saturday Morning, watching the sun arise
Thoughts abound, while sipping on a spot of tea,
While taking in Nature’s outdoor portrait
Contemplating, on what Fate may have instore for me.

Change is slowly coming, it whispers in the winds
The door is slowly closing on past history,
With a new awakening with the mind and spirit
But the future is still shrouded in mystery.

With the freedom of being different, in many ways
No social shackles do this mortal wear,
Do welcome change with open mind and spirit
No fear, no worry or dread do I bear.

Does change stop at mortal death, one wonders
Or does it go on forever and ever,
Will I ask the same at another time and place
Somewhere past the 12th of Never?

Will thought and spirit continue
When, as in all things, time comes to an end,
Or does all things cease to be when
To the grave, the mortal body Fate does send.

Alas, but must deal with the present, with today
So now will store thoughts and musings yet to be told,
For it’s down the path least traveled I do venture
To search and hopefully find….what life, and Fate, may behold.

( Larry “Dutch” Woller )

Thankfully the storms predicted for last week did not come to be, though may see some later tonight… unfortunately the refrigerator were not delivered either, had another “storm”, a malfunction with the vehicle that were suppose to deliver, now hopefully will get the new refrigerator Monday… 🙂 but not raising the “white flag” here because “I’m not afraid of storms, for I’m learning how to sail my ship.” (Louisa May Alcott)….

Spring is here in full force though may see some cool temperatures… all the backyard residents are busy scurrying around doing their daily tasks while pursuing their dreams… saw this squirrel taking a break in its activities and gathering a little sun warmth..

squirrel sunning

Also some residents out for a early lunch, each different in their own way yet respect and accept each other…

birds feeding

It is unfortunate that a “intelligent” element of the human race will not do likewise “The saddest aspect of life right now is that science gathers knowledge faster than society gathers wisdom”. (Isaac Asimov) and it appears that “intelligent” element of the human race refuses to change “We can easily forgive a child who is afraid of the dark, the real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of the light.” Plato

But there is 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 )

And with spring comes the birth of the new and no better sign than this robin…

robin with worm

Just before I sat down for a brief visit and share my thoughts, I saw this robin capture a worm… now, a robin normally eats seeds and berries.. the robin captures worms to feed the new born robins so there is a nest nearby… and hopefully there are those in the human race that will use today’s technology (the worm), give birth to and feed the new and create a world of peace, love, acceptance and understanding!!… 🙂

Well, I had better close, the path is calling, adventures to be found, more memories to be made and rainbows to chase “I’ve learned that I still have a lot to learn.” … but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

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

“For beautiful eyes, look for the good in others;
For beautiful lips, speak only words of kindness,
And for poise, walk with the knowledge that you are never alone.”
( Audrey Hepburn )

When you walk through a storm
Keep your chin up high
And don’t be afraid of the dark
At the end of a storm is a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of a lark

Chorus; Walk on through the wind
Walk on through the rain
Tho’ your dreams
Be tossed and blown
Walk on
Walk on
With hope in your heart
And you’ll never walk alone
You’ll never walk alone

When you walk through a storm
Hold your head up high
And don’t be afraid of the dark
At the end of a storm is a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of a lark
Chorus;

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“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….

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 🙂 )

Setting here with a spot of tea contemplating when the time would be right to do things… alas only the heart knows…

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 go to war,
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 ).

Hello Diary,

Well, it is Thursday, time is moving fast as the pace is picking up outdoors with the weather becoming more like spring.. spent the past few days outdoors preparing the backyard and gardens for “spring cleaning… tulips and crocus starting to come through the leaves…

tulips

Uncovered the pond and the fish had made it through the winter (orange streaks in the sun in the water), were worried with the long cold winter…

oind fish

And while I were out and about saw Mr. and Mrs. Robin out enjoying the sunshine…

Mr and Mrs robin

And speaking of birds, I saw our lovebirds taking a break from gathering material for their nest…

dove olovebirds

I also saw Mr. Rabbit getting a snack while going about his busy day…

Mr. Rabbit

I were taking a break when I heard a noise, looked up and saw man’s flying machine streaking across the sky…

lovers plane

I am thinking that perhaps there are those on board who are going to that certain someone who makes the world a happy, loving place… “Why is it we don’t always recognize the moment when love begins, but we always know when love ends ‘.. (L.A Story)

Ahhhhh, but love knows no distance… 🙂

Good night my love, I think of thee
As I dream my spirit will flee
Through the clouds oh so free
Your lovely face I hope to see.

Over land so far apart
But always close here in my heart
As I dream in slumber’s cart
My spirit has a trip to start.

To take my love like golden strand
And wrap your heart with gentle hand
Music plays like as poet’s band
As our spirits frolic above the land.

Lonely can seem so far away
Thinking of you every day
But at night let our spirits play
As so in love we both will stay !

(Author Unknown)

WHAT YOU MEAN TO ME…

Not enough words to tell you, my love
Words full of love from the heart,
But I have all eternity to try
This poem will be a start!

You are my everything, my love!
You mean the world to me!
Cannot see life without you
We, my love, were meant to be!

I bathe in your love, dear one
That grows stronger each and every day.
That warms my heart and spirit
With each loving word you say!

I awake in the morning, eagerly
Awaiting treasured words from thee,
To feel the precious warmth and love
You and your words do give to me!

Your love gives life a meaning
Gives me a reason to greet the day,
Warms the very depths of my spirit
Keeps the nightly cold at bay!

At times distance may lay between us
No bounds nor distance….does our love know,
Knows no space or time, darling
As our love continues to grow.

My eternal devotion to you, you alone
Will be there always…forever and ever,
And I will love you so, my love!
Beyond the 12th of Never.

( Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Well, I had better close, have rambled on long enough.. Thought I would pop in and share a few thoughts with you, Diary, didn’t want you to think I lost my way on the path.. 🙂 I shall return again on day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

Not only social issues but seems the world of religion and beliefs are in turmoil also, a element of world’s society closed minded to the point they will resort to conflict… as the universe is well aware, I am not into religion/beliefs ( “I would rather have a mind opened by wonder than one closed by belief” Gerry Spence) but for those who do have those beliefs and are having difficult times because of the closed minded, I believe there is the saying; “God promised you a safe landing, he did not say it would be a smooth journey”… 🙂 if all else fails, follow the advice of the Seekers…

look to the sky

Speak to the sky whenever things go wrong
And you’ll know you’re not talking to the air
To the air and the world will look better from up there

Speak to t he sky these things can get you down
And you’ll know you’re not talking to the Lord
To the Lord and the world will look better than before

And if I stumble and it seems that I am blind
Or if the road I’m on seems awful hard to find
And though my conversations doesn’t always rhyme
I always trying to find some time- to

Speak to the sky and tell you how I feel
And you know sometimes what I say isn’t right
It’s all right cause I speak to the sky every night

Speak to the sky whenever things go wrong
And you’ll know you’re talking to the air
To the air and the world will look better from up there

“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.” (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 🙂 )

Starting to warm up outdoors as Ole Man Winter is starting to move on… thinking about gardens and bouquets for my friends…. 🙂

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

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

This bouquet was picked for you
For coming into my world, my dear friend,
For giving sunshine, laughter, love and happiness
For which I know will never end.
(Penned by Larry “Dutch” Woller )

Hello Diary,

Well, it is a Wednesday, a somewhat pleasant day with the hint of spring in the air… it were a lovely day yesterday and went for a drive, observing the prairies before planting…one can see the Contrails of man’s flying machines in search of their destinies on the horizon… 🙂

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Taken a break in the activities before ending the day to share a few thoughts… while the past few days were somewhat pleasant, rain is in the forecast for the foreseeable future…. but as the saying goes “April showers bring May flowers” and while it is early yet, one is starting to think garden…(photo taken last year)…

water garden

A garden is like worlds society, there are many differences, each has its own place, is beautiful in its own right…

In the corner of his garden, there’s a patch he used to keep
All to himself, to allow nature to creep
There are no trimmed edges
or prim, proper hedges
He left his earth still and alone
Allowed the forces of nature to roam
He said that you don’t always have to be tidy and neat
Just watch the beauty of opportunity grow at your feet
He said just watch the earth produce its own glory
And I watched…and held on to his story
My grandad was right
Add water and light
Behold the sight
There are poppies and flowering weeds
Buttercups and oat coloured reeds
Daisies gingerly lift their heads
Dandelions roar from muddy beds
Purple thistles and strange grasses
Colours that alight and ignite masses
Dark ferns and heathers
Dandelion clock feathers
Birds foot trefoil, a four leafed clover
My grandad’s story is not over
He may have gone, I may have cried
But the beauty he predicted never died
(Author Unknown)

And, of course, what makes the world go round, what makes the garden grow is love… 🙂

love

And that love must have understanding, compassion, patience, perhaps a bit of diplomacy and no lies or falsehoods…

A Kipling I know I’m not
I know that from the start,
No eloquent words here
Just words of love, from the heart.

Nothing cute or fancy…
No false charmers words here,
But words of undying love for you
From my heart, my very spirit…. my dear.

Couldn’t find the words for some time
Searched every book and song,
Until that wonderful precious day
That you… came along.

Now that I have the words
What’s this ole country boy to do,
How will these arthritic hands
Say those precious words to you.

It will have to be done right, you know
And I know I will find a way,
To say how much I Love You more
With every heartbeat, each and every day.

There will be no falsehoods or lies for you, dear one
No meaningless empty words, cute or clever,
For I would rather you love me for just one day
Than to hate this ole country boy forever.
( Larry “Dutch” Woller, )

And, with love in the air, even Attilia has a boyfriend… 🙂

Attilia and friend

Well, I had better close, have rambled on enough… mosey on down the path, perhaps encounter an adventure or two and more memories to be found… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

While I am not into religion, I will have to agree with Ray Stevens that whether plant or creature, everything thing is beautiful….

Jesus loves the little children,
All the little children of the world.
Red and yellow, black and white,
They are precious in his sight.
Jesus loves the little children of the world.

Everything is beautiful in it’s own way.
Like the starry summer night, or a snow-covered winter’s day.
And everybody’s beautiful in their own way.
Under God’s heaven, the world’s gonna find the way.

There is none so blind as he who will not see.
We must not close our minds; we must let our thoughts be free.
For every hour that passes by, we know the world gets a little bit older.
It’s time to realize that beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder.

And everything is beautiful in it’s own way.
Like the starry summer night, or a snow-covered winter’s day.
Oh, sing it children!
Everybody’s beautiful in their own way.
Under God’s heaven, the world’s gonna find the way.

We shouldn’t care about the length of his hair, or the color of his skin.
Don’t worry about what shows from without, but the love that lives within.
And we’re gonna get it all together now; everything gonna work out fine.
Just take a little time to look on the good side my friend,
And straighten it out in your mind.

And everything is beautiful in it’s own way.
Like the starry summer night, or a snow-covered winter’s day.
Ah, sing it children!
Everybody’s beautiful in their own way,
Under God’s heaven the world’s gonna find a way.
One more time!
Everything is beautiful in it’s own way.
Like the starry summer night, or a snow-covered winter’s day…

“Just because you feel someone does not love you as much as they should, does not mean they don’t give you all the love they have” 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 🙂 )

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

lovebirds

Hello Diary,

It is a Thursday nearing the end of the week… taking a break from the daily activities to share a few thoughts… a rather dreary morning to start the day…

thurs....morn

But the birds are singing, backyard residents starting the day and while there is still a touch of winter, there is a taste of spring in the air…

I’m waiting for the sun to 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, )

And speaking of love, a Coopers hawk stopped in the neighborhood to visit…

coopernhawk

Unfortunately he couldn’t get anyone to play with him… 🙂 I expect, like me, he is a creature only a mother could love… “ The love a mother has for her children is legendary, it is said a child is the mother’s heart outside her body.” … 🙂

But maybe, just maybe, we’re not so different… “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 … so I am sure that here on the path there is even love for the hawk … 🙂

As there is love for everyone, no matter how different one may seem to be, for the path 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)

And, of course, when dealing with love, be it friendship, relationship or whatever, the key is being truthful and forthcoming, the words coming from the heart…

A Kipling I know I’m not
I know that from the start,
No eloquent words here
Just words of love, from the heart.

Nothing cute or fancy…
No false charmers words here,
But words of undying love for you
From my heart, my very spirit…. my dear.

Couldn’t find the words for some time
Searched every book and song,
Until that wonderful precious day
That YOU came along.

Now that I have the words
What’s this ole country boy to do,
How will these arthritic hands
Say those precious words to you.

It will have to be done right, you know
And I know I will find a way,
To say how much I Love You more
With every heartbeat, each and every day.

There will be no falsehoods or lies for you, dear one
No meaningless empty words, cute or clever,
For I would rather you love me for just one day
Than to hate this ole country boy forever.
( Larry “Dutch” Woller, )

Well, I have rambled on enough and I had better close for now..you see, Diary, the sweeper is sitting in the room alone and forlorn and looking for some attention… 🙂

sweeper

And as I gaze about the path least traveled, it seems there is only me… sighhhhhh .. but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise….

“Love knows no bounds or time, love is the spirit of the heart, love is the life support of hope, love is the force behind compassion, love is the foundation for true friendships, relationships….without love life has no meaning”…. (Larry “Dutch” Woller)

You can hear them singing on the street
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

“I would rather walk with a friend in the dark, than alone in the light.” (Helen Keller) 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 🙂 )

“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

refugees

Hello Diary,

It is a Saturday, a somewhat cool but quiet start to the weekend (at this time snow is in the forecast for tonight and tomorrow… 🙂 ) after a wild three days… Wednesday had thunderstorms and heavy rain, Thursday had gale winds (gusts to 50-60 mph), high wind warnings, tornado watch and Friday had snow… 🙂 … but managed to get through it unscathed…

Looked outside this morning and saw Mr. Rabbit and Mr. Squirrel getting a snack before the morning rush…

rabbitsquirrel

Also saw a robin this morning (perched on the neighbors metal fence)…

sat robin

It may be entertaining thoughts about going back south… 🙂 while the weather event were going on decided to check out my supplies for starting and planting tomatoes…

seeds

I save seeds and have different varieties of tomatoes but I mainly plant Roma tomatoes… when they become ripe, I will clean the tomatoes real good, put in a zip-loc bag and freeze them..

froazen tomato

(The tomatoes you see are two years old)… of course, when they are thawed the tomato cannot be sliced but is good for stews, soups, salsas, etc.. the skin practically falls of and they have the texture of a canned tomato…

tomato basil

I eat the tomato as is with a dash of sweet basil… 🙂 …

Again I were ask the other day what I thought being a friend meant.. well, I have posted this in the past but believe it bears repeating.. my thoughts are much like those of Adam Clarke:

“Portrait of a Friend”

I can’t give solutions to all of life’s problems, doubts,
or fears. But I can listen to you, and together we will
search for answers.

I can’t change your past with all it’s heartache and pain,
nor the future with its untold stories.
But I can be there now when you need me to care.

I can’t keep your feet from stumbling.
I can only offer my hand that you may grasp it and not fall.

Your joys, triumphs, successes, and happiness are not mine;
Yet I can share in your laughter.

Your decisions in life are not mine to make, nor to judge;
I can only support you, encourage you,
and help you when you ask.

I can’t prevent you from falling away from friendship,
from your values, from me.
I can only think of you, talk to you and wait for you.

I can’t give you boundaries which I have determined for you,
But I can give you the room to change, room to grow,
room to be yourself.

I can’t keep your heart from breaking and hurting,
But I can cry with you and help you pick up the pieces
and put them back in place.

I can’t tell you who you are or who you will be
I can only love you and be your friend
(Adam Clarke)

And here are my thoughts that rhyme.. 🙂

My Friend The Lady

The garden roses are red
The backyard violets are blue,
Brightness, delicacy, and warmth to behold
That starts me to think of you!

Your beauty, inside and out
That brightens the darkest skies,
Can feel the glowing warmth
Of your lovely, soft, eyes!

Your lovely soft hands
Used with passionate gentleness
Delicate nimble fingers
With a touch of tenderness

And there are your thoughts
That I cherish and treasure,
That I value so highly
They are beyond measure!

One who ventures ever forward
Facing life without dread or fear,
Yet not letting go of the precious past
Holding on to all that is dear,

A few thoughts of you, my friend
Coming from the heart
Thoughts that will never end
Even though in life, we may part.

(penned by Larry “Dutch” Woller, )

Well, I had better close.. venture on down the path looking for that elusive rainbow… “Don’t walk in front of me… I may not follow, don’t walk behind me… I may not lead, walk beside me… just be my friend” ― (Albert Camus)… but I shall return one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

“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)

“I alone cannot change the world, but I can cast a stone across the waters to create many ripples.” (Mother Teresa) 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 🙂 )

“As my world is in a constant state of change, tomorrow my world will change, my future world will still be a mystery and today’s world will become history and a memory…” (Larry “Dutch” Woller)

With a hint of spring in the air, giving some thoughts of my garden… 🙂

A Not So Secret Garden

I live in a not so secret garden
Along the path least traveled,
Quite unlike the other world
A world that has become unraveled.

A garden of peace and harmony
Being different does not matter here,
All creatures, big and small, living together
Unlike the other world, they do not live in fear.

Together we live the hand that Fate has dealt us
Not sure, or dwell, on our final destiny,
But live to enjoy the moment, the hour, the day
That is what life is about, don’t you see.

So into the not so secret garden I will venture
Along the path least traveled,
To find love, understanding, to follow one’s dreams
Unlike the other world unraveled.

(Larry “Dutch” Woller )

Hello Diary,

It is a Tuesday and for a change a somewhat pleasant day weather wise with a hint of spring in the air… no snow, no winter present at the moment with some warming sunshine…

tues morn

Starting to see a few migratory birds also so another hint as to change… “Change is the law of life. And those who look only to the past and present are certain to miss the future.” John F. Kennedy….. keeping in the spring spirit, decided to check out my flower seed inventory..

veggie seeds

“A single rose can be my garden… a single friend, my world.” Leo Buscaglia… while not ready to plant, did contemplate planting the garden… 🙂 .. and speaking of contemplating, I did some contemplating as I saw the “clouds” in the sky…

contrails #1

Those “clouds” are referred to as “Contrails”, created by mortal’s flying machine as they seek out their destiny.. while I was contemplating their Fate, I also contemplated my Fate.. “Every single thing that has ever happened in your life is preparing you for a moment that is yet to come”….

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.

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,
I was a soldier once
No longer have the heart for war.

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.

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

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

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

I’ve tilled the fields and went to war
Built cities and bridges and much more,
Has my destiny run it’s course
Fate, is there any more?

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

Well, I will never know my destiny setting here so I had better venture on down the path least traveled.. 🙂 .. see what adventures lie ahead… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

I will be me, will follow my dreams and one day will find my destiny because……… I were born free… 🙂

“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

Born free, as free as the wind blows
As free as the grass grows
Born free to follow your heart

Live free and beauty surrounds you
The world still astounds you
Each time you look at a star

Stay free, where no walls divide you
You’re free as the roaring tide
So there’s no need to hide

Born free, and life is worth living
But only worth living
‘Cause you’re born free

(Stay free, where no walls divide you)
You’re free as the roaring tide
So there’s no need to hide

Born free, and life is worth living
But only worth living
‘Cause you’re born free

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

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 🙂 )

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

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,

Have been busy the week preparing for the next winter storm later today and another round of weather the weekend… taking some time from the activities to share a few thoughts… have been chatting about helping others, especially the children (there are some that say I am in my second childhood… “remember, growing old is mandatory, growing up is optional” 🙂 )..

One of the big issues is waste, especially with it being just me here on the path.. there are those that are hungry every day and in the meantime the world is getting rid of unwanted food in the refuse… well, in an effort to not prevent someone from having food, I have taken steps here (and still experimenting) on preventing waste with food, and energy.. “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

By doing so, I not only help others but also me… first, I rarely purchase fresh food or vegetables… with fresh food and vegetables one can have spoilage if one is not careful… therefore, I purchase food primarily online, all the while being a wise shopper… 🙂 and storage is not a major concern to prevent spoiled food…

ingredients

I can mix and match various ingredients and what I do not eat I can freeze… by doing so I can cook healthy and I can also conserve energy… one method I use is my trusty energy efficient convection oven…

toaster oven

And should I need or wish to use a “burner”, I have my magnetic induction cooktop..

magnetic burner

It is digitally controlled and replaces a burner on a stove.. it has been years since I have used the stove for cooking and currently use it for storage and a counter top.. by using the adapter, I can use any of the cookware I currently own… of course, I cannot forget my trusty microwave… 🙂

micro

The uses of the microwave are many and it also is energy efficient… 🙂 using those three devices I made some potato soup..

potato soup

Also, by spending a hour or two on Monday in the kitchen I prepare the dinners for the week….

week dinner

To thaw out and warm up when ready to eat… I did not make the wine… 🙂

T-day dinner

Sooooooooo, for the most part I leave the fresh food for those that can use it rather than purchase it for myself and end up having some of the food spoil and it ends up in the refuse.. and personally I eat healthy, I eliminate energy waste and by doing so, I also save money.. it is a win, win for everyone… 🙂

Well, I had better close and venture on down the path.. “Every morning your have two choices: continue to sleep with your dreams, or wake up and chase them.” … but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

“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

If I had the power of the people and I ruled the world
After all that I’ve seen
And the places I’ve been
Nothing would be better than to make a change here or there
It’s easy to say
But there may be a way

Stand all the people in one line
Paint ’em all in green in the sunshine
Take some chances
Come on let’s find the answers

We may stumble never crumble
Face tomorrow everyone
All together share the load
If we ride our dreams down future road
We can ride our dreams down future road

Talking ’bout the power of the people not a perfect world
There’s a dream we can choose
One we never will lose
Take a look at all the hopes of every little boy and girl
We can see through the haze
Weapons melting away

Turn ’em all into a fun ship
Floating down the river of friendship
Sail forever
You and I together