“It is not the image without, but the love within that matters” 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 🙂 )

I woke up to a pleasant Saturday morning on the green side of the grass (not under it 🙂 )…

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And ready to follow Hollianne Boucher’s advice…

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

Never let anyone tear you down,
And never let anyone steal your shine and make you frown.
So will you sit in the shadows and let darkness win again?
Or will you rise up and make the light your friend?
(Hollianne Boucher)

And Mark Twain’s advice…
“It is not the size of the dog in a fight that matters, it is the size of the fight in the dog”.. Mark Twain

Hello Diary,

Tomorrow is Sunday, Easter Sunday for some in this universe and a time of celebration… I am not into religion myself, but if everyone were like me it would be a dull, mundane world indeed.. 🙂 for those of the faith ( and for everyone regardless of ones belief) hope that tomorrow (and every day) is filled with peace, love and happiness, life is all that you wish for it to be and your wishes and beliefs come true… 🙂

My late wife (married 51 years) Kathy..

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Passed away near 2 weeks before Easter Sunday in 2015 after dealing with cancer for near 4 years… a few days before her passing she was visited by a Chaplain.. she (the Chaplain) ask Kathy if she had a religion and Kathy said “No”… she then ask Kathy if she believed in the hereafter and Kathy said “Yes”.. The Chaplain said “Good, it is what is in the heart that matters, not a name above a door”…

Sooooooooooo, Diary, whatever you may or not believe, whatever your dreams may be, perhaps consider the words of the Chaplain and also Roy T. Bennett; “Don’t be pushed around by the fears in your mind. Be led by the dreams in your heart.” ― Roy T. Bennett

And when one takes time to contemplate, every creature has dreams, knows love and heartbreak, knows sorrow and happiness, has had some days like diamonds and some days like stone, sooooooooo in spite of those who may believe otherwise, perhaps we are 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

And on Sunday I will not be dancing in the rain but waltzing among the tulips (and daylilies).. 🙂

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In my 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 )

Being the free spirit that I am..

A Spirit Born Free…

While sipping a spot of tea
And relaxing in the morning time,
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
Fallow 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)

I had better close… life is calling, dreams to chase, adventures to find…busy, busy, busy… “Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending.” -(Maria Robinson ).. but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

One more thing Diary… no matter who or where you are, no matter what you believe or not, no matter what dreams you have, for today, Sunday (and every day) do not let negative voices add darkness and doubt in your life, for in your own way you are beautiful and unforgettable…

“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)
 

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

Chorus; Everything is beautiful
In it’s own way
Like a starry summer night
On a snow covered winter’s day

Chorus; And everybody’s beautiful
In their own way
Under God’s heaven
The world’s gonna find a 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
You know the world gets a little bit older
It’s time to realize that people lies
In the eyes of the beholder

Chorus…

We shouldn’t care about the length of his hair
Of the color of his skin
Don’t worry about what shows from without
But the love that lives within

We’re gonna get old again now
Everything is gonna work out fine
Just take a little time to the calm good side my friend
And spittle in out in your mind

Chorus..

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

A Wednesday, spot of tea in hand, thinking about friends and

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

Some filled with sadness, sorrow perhaps
Some with happiness, love and without fear,
Some to bring out the laughter
Some to bring out a tear.

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

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

It will become our memory, and share we will
Today, and every day…… forever,
Because of our free spirit eternal
Beyond…………. the 12th of Never!!
(Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Hello Diary,

Multitasking again today… 🙂 woke up this morning to red skies…

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A indication of future storms here on the prairies “red skies in the morning, sailors warning” confirmed by the weather service of possible severe weather tonight and tomorrow… add to the fact that I got the new refrigerator Monday…

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Soooooooooooo, presently scurrying around doing tasks and chores before I “batten down the hatches”.. 🙂 all a part of life here on the prairies while searching for ones destiny…

Destiny sits upon the morning horizon
Always in site, but never clear
And as I travel along the road I have chosen
Destiny remains forever in place
Sitting upon the morning horizon

But as the years pass
And the road spans the distance
Between yesterday and tomorrow
I know my destiny will arrive

For time alone will close the gap
So yesterday becomes dust filled memories
And the horizon of tomorrow
Will be the road of today

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)

One day here on the path will find that destiny and it will be the beginning, not the end… 🙂 and there will be days with sun and days of gloom for “One will not know success without failure, one will not know happiness without sorrow, one will not know love without heartache”.. (Larry “Dutch” Woller) and there will be choices to make..

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 make those choices I will by following my heart “Never look left or right, Always look straight ahead, Always listen to your heart, Pay little attention to your head” (is that groaning I hear??.. 🙂 )

Well, I had better close, have more choices to make before finishing the day, but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

Venturing down the path least traveled while waiting for that one moment in time …”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)

Each day I live
I want to be
A day to give
The best of me
I’m only one
But not alone
My finest day
Is yet unknown

I broke my heart
Fought every gain
To taste the sweet
I face the pain
I rise and fall
Yet through it all
This much remains

I want one moment in time
When I’m more than I thought I could be
When all of my dreams are a heartbeat away
And the answers are all up to me
Give me one moment in time
When I’m racing with destiny
Then in that one moment of time
I will feel
I will feel eternity

I’ve lived to be
The very best
I want it all
No time for less
I’ve laid the plans
Now lay the chance
Here in my hands

You’re a winner for a lifetime
If you seize that one moment in time
Make it shine

“Every single thing that has ever happened in your life is preparing you for a moment that is yet to come” 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 🙂 )

“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

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road your trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit
Rest if you must, but don’t you quit.

Life is queer with its twists and its turns,
As everyone of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about
When they might have won, had they stuck it out.
Don’t give up though the pace seems slow,
You may succeed with another blow.

Often the struggler has given up
When he might have captured the victors cup;
And he learned too late when the night came down,
How close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far;
So stick to the fight when your hardest hit,
It’s when things seem worst that you mustn’t quit!
(Wade Watts)

“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

Hello Diary,

It is a Tuesday here on the prairies, a quiet Tuesday… somewhat pleasant with light breeze..

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The birds were singing and the backyard residents were scurrying about doing their daily errands… fed the fish for the first time this year with the water warming…

feeding pond fish
They survived the winter ok… while out and about briefly I saw the red maple tree were starting to bud…

mapel tree

Today may be a lull in before the storm as with spring in full force (thought may see a bit of winter next week) it brings the possibility of prairie thunderstorms and that possibility exists Thursday…

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Hopefully the weather will hold off till Thursday or after… had another “storm” as the refrigerator stopped functioning over the weekend so have been busy saving food, ordering a new refrigerator and moving furniture around, clearing a path, etc. to get the old one out and ready for the new refrigerator to be delivered tomorrow, Wednesday… 🙂

Everyone’s life has a few storms over time, the important thing to remember is “Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass, it’s about learning to dance in the rain”. 🙂 I often follow the advice of Hollianne Boucher….

Life Is Now….

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

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

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

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

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

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

Never let anyone tear you down,
And never let anyone steal your shine and make you frown.
So will you sit in the shadows and let darkness win again?
Or will you rise up and make the light your friend?
(Hollianne Boucher)

Like everyone else, I have one life to live, only I can live it, I will only get one try at it, so to know happiness I will have to live that life my way… and often times that will make me different… to choose between being different (and happy) or following the crowd, the answer is obvious… 🙂

I Believe I’d Like To Be Different Instead…

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

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

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

(Penned by Larry “Dutch” Woller )

Well, I had better close for now, venture on down the path and perhaps get ready to dance in the rain “I’m not afraid of storms, for I’m learning how to sail my ship.” (Louisa May Alcott), but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

What this world needs more of is music!.. “Music gives a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination and life to everything.” Plato

The hills are alive with the sound of music
With songs they have sung for a thousand years
The hills fill my heart with the sound of music
My heart wants to sing every song it hears

My heart wants to beat like the wings of the birds
That rise from the lake to the trees
My heart wants to sigh like a chime that flies
From a church on a breeze
To laugh like a brook when it trips and falls over
Stones on its way
To sing through the night like a lark who is learning to pray

I go to the hills when my heart is lonely
I know I will hear what I’ve heard before
My heart will be blessed with the sound of music
And I´ll sing once more

“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…

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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…

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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…

“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) 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 🙂 )

A Quiet Sunday Morning…

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

A quiet Sunday 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 Sunday 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 Sunday 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 Sunday 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 Sunday 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.
(Penned by Larry “Dutch” Woller )
Hello Diary,

It is a Sunday, cloudy and rain with possible thunderstorms later today… a few early risers going about their day before the weather moves in…:)

early risers sunday

Having a leisurely day doing a few chores and planning for the tomorrows.. thought I would take a break in the morning and share a few thoughts… mentioned the other day the Coopers hawk, well later in the week saw a Red Tail hawk..

hawk 1

The backyard residents were in the brush pile and the red tail hawk didn’t have any better luck getting anyone to come out and play than the Coopers hawk.. don’t you just hate it when that happens… 🙂 well, when the days seem dark, the future looks uncertain, there is always hope!… 🙂

HOPE IS

Hope is a feather floating in a bright blue sky
Hope is that sparkle that shines in your eyes.
Hope is a butterfly fluttering on the wind
Hope is good times spent with family and friends.

Hope is a newborn baby’s cry
Hope is a Mother’s lullaby.
Hope is the rainbow after a rain
Hope is the harvest of golden grain.

Hope is the light that keeps darkness at bay
Hope is the breeze on a hot summer day.
Hope is ever present and free of cost
Hope is the last thing ever lost.

Hope is staying positive when the going gets tough
Hope is seeking help when you feel you’ve had enough.
Hope is recovery from simmering sorrow
Hope is believing in a brighter tomorrow.
(Linda Hotger)

And sometimes one has to take the path least traveled.. “The man who follows the crowd will usually get no further than the crowd. The man who walks alone is likely to find himself in places no man has ever been before.” (Francis Phillip Wernig)

So it is down the path I (and possibly the hawks) do 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“.
          (penned by Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Well, I had better close, maybe batten down the hatches a bit, venture down the path to look for that ole rainbow and maybe “Try to be a rainbow in someone’s cloud.” (Maya Angelou) while getting ready for the next adventure… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

Remember, “Until you value yourself, you won’t value your time. Until you value your time, you will not do anything with it.” (M. Scott Peck )

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

For “Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending.” -Maria Robinson .. but only if you want to… 🙂

When there’s a shadow, you follow the sun.
When there is love, then you look for the one.
And for the promises, there is the sky.
And for the heavens are those who can fly.

If you really want to, you can hear me say
Only if you want to will you a way.
If you really want to you can seize the day.
Only if you want to will you fly away.

When there’s a journey, you follow a star.
When there’s an ocean, you sail from afar.
And for the broken heart, there is the sky.
And for tomorrow are those who can fly.

Ah! Je voudrai voler comme un oiseau d’aile
Ah! Je voudrai voler comme un oiseau d’aile,
d’aile…

If you really want to you can seize the day.
Only if you want to will you fly away.

“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)