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

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Thanksgiving (and the holidays) are nearing here on the prairies and taking time to relax and browse some memories… 🙂

As the holiday approaches
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, joy and no fear,
Memories to bring out the laughter
Memories to bring out a tear.

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

Even though distance and time apart
It will be a day that all will share,
As love knows no time or distance
Be assured, if only in spirit, I will be there!

It will become our memory, and we will share
The special time of year, every day…… forever,
Because of a love and spirit eternal
Beyond…………. the 12th of Never!!
(Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Hello Diary,

Yes, Thanksgiving and the holiday season here on the path approaches and hopefully filled with cheer and goodwill to man.. I am at the ready.. 🙂

Thanksgiving dinner… Check! 🙂

t dinner

Dessert…. Check! 🙂

dessert

Wine… Check! 🙂

wine

And for my backyard friends… Check!.. 🙂

birdfood 1

And for those who may be dealing with life’s challenges the holidays, and every day… Check!

For the hungry.. “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

foodbank

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

sal army

For those dealing with health issues.. “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)

cancer

And for the children.. “To me there is no picture so beautiful as smiling, bright-eyed, happy children; no music so sweet as their clear and ringing laughter.” P. T. Barnum

St. Jude…

st jude

Unicef..

unicef

And I have some holiday cheer ready to put in the mail and hopefully brighten someone’s day..

greetings done

Soooooooooo, I believe I am ready for the holidays, to open the bottle of wine and while listening to holiday music, browse the memories that time created.. like the one of my daughter and son, one Christmas morning (before emails, smartphones and Facebook)… 🙂

kimericxmas

Well, I will bring my holiday ramblings to a close and prepare for what new adventures may be on the horizon, following my dreams being led by the heart….but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

Memories of home will live in my heart (for when I grow too old to dream) and because “home is where the heart is”, I will always be home for Christmas… 🙂

I’ll be home for Christmas
You can plan on me
Please have snow and mistletoe
And presents on the tree

Christmas Eve will find me
Where the lovelight gleams
I’ll be home for Christmas
If only in my dreams

“Far away there in the sunshine are my highest aspirations. I may not reach them but I can look up and see their beauty, believe in them, and try to follow them.” ( Louisa May Alcott) on the path least traveled…

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A new year is approaching, changes to be made, decisions, decisions… “If you don’t know where you’re going, you may miss it when you get there” ― (Kathleen Long, Chasing Rainbows).. 🙂

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yes, here on the path we have a dream…“Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird, that cannot fly.” (Langston Hughes )

Hello Diary,

It is a Sunday and I woke up to a wintry type morning with red skies…

red skies1

And it reminds me of a saying “red skies in the morning, sailors warning”… the red indicates moisture in the air and the sun rising will heat and destabilize the atmosphere and could create weather (with summer like temperatures, thunderstorms) and they do have rain/snow forecasted for later today… thought I would take a brief moment to share some thoughts…

Did some reading yesterday but with the new year approaching and changes on the horizon, decided to start to upgrade technology, getting ready to bring in the new… I am currently working on two PCs, one will be set up for blogging, browsing, poetry, etc….

pc 1

And the other will be for research, weather, business, etc…
pc 2

Of course, one will back up the other if needed… does that mean I will get rid of the “old”?.. Noooooooooo… I have a old 9 inch tablet that will not be able to get online in the future…

pc stereo

And I have numerous CDs which I have been downloading onto a flash drive from time to time and uploaded on the little tablet (the tablet will not use CDs) and I have added speakers and the little tablet has become a first class stereo… I have located it near the center of the house and can listen to uninterrupted music all day long!!… 🙂

Also my old camera crashed and burned but rather than purchase a new camera, I dusted off an old smartphone I were not using….

phone,camera

And it is now officially “the camera”… all the photos I have taken for the past month have been by the phone.. 🙂

Well, I had better close for now… a easy chair, a cup of tea (too early for wine 🙂 ) and the ever faithful Kindle are waiting… 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.” (Author Unknown)…..sooooooooooo,

“Don’t walk in front of me… I may not follow
Don’t walk behind me… I may not lead
Just walk beside me… and be my friend” ― Albert Camus

And it will be two for the path least traveled… 🙂

“Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul – and sings the tunes without the words – and never stops at all.” (Emily Dickinson) on the path least traveled…

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

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

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

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

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

vietnam

I believe I have a better way… 🙂

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hello Diary,

Monday also brought another round of winter….

winter monday

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

extra food

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

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

sparrows feeding 11-12-19

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

birds gone

They were hiding in the little brush pile… 🙂

brushpile

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

birds return

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“For then, there will be no yesterday or tomorrow, only today, and when that day arrives I will find peace and be complete, for I will be one with my destiny “ (Favi F) on the path least traveled…

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“I expect to pass through this world but once. Any good therefore that I can do, or any kindness that I can show to any fellow creature, let me do it now. Let me not defer or neglect it, for I shall not pass this way again.” (Stephen Grellet )

letter

“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.” (Author Unknown)…


Hello Diary,

A wintry, overcast day outdoors, a good day to stay in and contemplate tomorrows adventures.. “Everyday I have two choices, either to venture into the light, follow one’s dreams and live life, or stay in the shadows, the darkness and never know happiness…” (Larry “Dutch” Woller) .. also a good day for baking… sliced the crock pot bread, satisfied with the results…

bread sliced

Feeling lucky so I decided to try preparing some cheese and garlic biscuits in the crick pot… again, gathered the necessary ingredients…

biscuit ingredients

I then divided the dough into smaller portions than originally designed for, as I have the biscuits with soup, and put into the crock pot….

biscuit crickpot

A couple of hours later, finished… 🙂

biscuits done

Just the right size to have with a bowl of soup and a cup of tea on a cold wintry day!!.. 🙂 … that being said, will close for now and venture into the not so secret garden here on the path…

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 )

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 some other time. We are the ones we’ve been waiting for. We are the change that we seek.” Barack Obama

“The only people that truly know your story are the ones that help you write it” (Author Unknown) on the path least traveled….

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Thursday October 31, 2019, Halloween day on the path least traveled…

snowfall

me and xmas tree1

presents
The only trick or treaters I saw were a pair of raindeer and one had a funny looking nose.. 🙂 🙂 🙂


Hello Diary,

Friday November 1st, 2019, a day after Halloween…

next day

What a difference a day makes… 🙂 ….like the rest of the backyard dwellers, the squirrels continued to prepare for the coming change of season….

squirrels nest

And watching the snow fall yesterday, brought back memories of Christmas’s long ago… thought I would share a few thoughts that I had penned in history’s past… 🙂

It’s twelve days till Christmas
And as I look around,
Checked every package under the tree
No toys for me were found.

But I’m not one bit worried
The sadness it won’t last,
Because I have some memories
Of many of Christmas past.

One Christmas eve in particular
For the night my brother and I retired,
It wasn’t long into the night
The imagination was fired.

We had train track all over the floor
Much to Mom’s dismay,
All night long messages back and forth
Wondering about Christmas day.

But in a blink of an eye
All got quiet real quick,
There was a shadow in our door
And it definitely wasn’t ST. Nick!

It’s Christmas morning….wait there’s a honk
And I looked out the window to see,
It was just my neighbor in his car
Bringing me back to reality.

But that’s ok, I haven’t grown old
And I’m not even going to start,
I’ll be forever young, don’t you see
With Christmas in my heart.

So to all.. and to all
As I get into my sleigh,
WAIT, I can’t say goodnight
It’s the middle of the day!
( Larry “Dutch” Woller )

Mine and my brother’s bedroom were above Mom and Dad’s… 🙂 and it being the middle if the day, had better close and finish the day and week… will be relaxing this weekend (maybe even pen a poem or two) while preparing for changes and adventures that lie on the horizon… will be beginning a new chapter here on the path come Monday… “You can’t start the next chapter of your life if you keep re-reading your last chapter.” (Author Unknown )… 🙂

With that being said, Diary, I will bid you a fond Adieu and I will see you in the next chapter.. 🙂

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

No doubt hese three doves…

dove in snow

And I are no doubt thinking the same thoughts… 🙂

How’d ja like to spend Christmas on Christmas Island?
How’d ja like to spend the Holiday away across the sea?
How’d ja like to spend Christmas on Christmas Island?
How’d ja like to hang your stockin’ on a great big coconut tree?

How’d ja like to stay up late, like the islanders do
Wait for Santa to sail in with your presents in a canoe
If you ever spend Christmas on Christmas Island
You will never stray, for ev’ry day
Your Christmas dreams come true

“Everyday I have two choices, either to venture into the light, follow one’s dreams and live life, or stay in the shadows, the darkness and never know happiness…” (Larry “Dutch” Woller) on the path least traveled..

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A pleasant fall morning on the prairies today, all creatures getting ready for the future… saw the Contrails ( clouds created by engine exhaust) of man and his flying machine chasing one’s destiny…“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover, acquire new friends and gain knowledge of yourself and the world.” (Samual Clemens aka Mark Twain)…

lovers plane

Perhaps Frank has the right idea… 🙂

Hello Diary,

It is a Saturday, a leisurely weekend in the plans for me.. 🙂 speaking of clouds, saw an interesting view today, another indication of change… it is called “Virga” (condensation not making it to the surface)… now in the summer time virga would appear like this (I did not take this photo), like a lace curtain hanging from the cloud… rain not getting to the ground..

virgaonline

With the cooler atmospheric temperatures, today I looked up at the sky and saw this virga…

virga2

Instead if rain (liquid) it was in the form of ice crystals, sometimes referred to as “snow”, soooooooooooooo, I could say I had some snow today, though it never got to the ground, BUT a hint of weather to come, Ole Man Winter is on the horizon… 🙂

There are those taking advantage of the pleasant weather, like the local farmer…

farmer

And there is my little bushy-tailed knucklehead, the squirrel, having breakfast while keeping a close eye on me… 🙂

squirrel

Yes, today (as every day) is filled with choices and “Today I choose life. Every morning when I wake up I can choose joy, happiness, negativity, pain… To feel the freedom that comes from being able to continue to make mistakes and choices – today I choose to feel life, not to deny my humanity but embrace it.” (Kevyn Aucoin)

CHOICE
I’ll be what I must be, in spite of me
as life won’t always give the things I choose
and so I have to make what has to be
into the things my life and I can use.

All roads don’t lead to Rome, as it’s been said,
but some to Paris, and a little fun,
so I will change the path where I would dread
to go to where I choose, when I am done.

I’ll not be forced into a better scheme
if I can’t see the end result my way
if it’s not part of what my heart can dream
it never will come to the light of day.

All things can change, if I have any voice
in what they are, and I will make the choice.
(Vee Bdosa 2014)

And now I choose to close… and after a busy week, with a spot of tea will relax for a time, contemplating the tomorrows… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin” and the creeks don’t rise..

Saw a single robin, born free, on its way home, wherever destiny sends the robin…

robin

Much like me… 🙂

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

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

They say there’s a place where dreams have all gone
They never said where, but I think I know
It’s miles through the night just over the dawn
On the road that will take me home

I know in my bones, I’ve been here before
The ground feels the same, though the land’s been torn
I’ve a long way to go, the stars tell me so
On this road that will take me home

Love waits for me round the bend
Leads me endlessly on
Surely sorrows shall find their end
And all our troubles will be gone

And I know what I’ve lost, and all that I’ve won
When the road finally takes me home

And when I pass by, don’t lead me astray
Don’t try and stop me, don’t stand in my way
I’m bound for the hills where the cool waters flow
On the road that will take me home

Love waits for me round the bend
Leads me endlessly on
Surely sorrows shall find their end
And all our troubles will be gone

And I know what I’ve lost and all that I’ve won
When the road finally takes me home
I’m going home, I’m going home, I’m going home

“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….

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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;

“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