I had a dream on the path least traveled..

Diary of the journey on the path least traveled..

Me 1 copy

(No nominations please, just sharing thoughts while exploring life 🙂 ).

I don’t post to see how many “likes” I can get, I just share my thoughts and adventures with the universe and anyone who wishes to share… 🙂 “The life I touch for good or ill will touch another life, and that in turn another, until who knows where the trembling stops or in what far place my touch will be felt. “ Friedrich Buechner

I don’t post to see how many “follows” I can get, I just share chasing dreams on the path least traveled with anyone who may be interested… 🙂 “You can make more friends in two months by becoming interested in other people than you can in two years by trying to get other people interested in you.” Dale Carnegie

Hello Diary,

It’s the weekend, taking the day to contemplate adventures and dreams, sharing thoughts with friends and counting my wealth, though I do have a project I need to do later…. taking a break now and sharing a few thoughts and perhaps a bit more of my little part of the universe… have been posting pictures of the sunrise, this time will post one of sunset on the prairie…
Exif-JPEG-422

It were all quiet and a good evening to sit and ponder ones destiny…. another quiet place to go and enjoy life and contemplate ones fate is a nearby small, secluded lake…

Exif-JPEG-422

Another place I would venture to gather my thoughts and perhaps write a poem or two was a nearby preserve called Eagles Nest….

Exif-JPEG-422

It is a sanctuary for the bald eagle but many other creatures call it home also… can set in quiet comfort and watch the universe at play as I look on with wonder.. “I would rather have a mind opened by wonder than one closed by belief” Gerry Spence

And speaking of poetry, had finished the week Friday, were browsing the world and seen the talk were about riches and wealth.. “The only wealth which you will keep forever is the wealth you have given away.” Marcus Aurelius

So with a spot of tea I then penned a few thoughts about my wealth…. 🙂

A Wealthy Dreamer Am I…

I’m far richer than the rich
Wealthier than the wealthy by far,
I have gold in the sun
I have silver in the star.

I have dreams that I follow
That are more precious than gold,
As I venture through life
Eagerly watching, the dreams unfold.

I have diamonds, too many to count
With each new fallen snow,
As I see each one sparkle
While basking in the suns glow.

Mornings bring nature’s painting
Priceless, a portrait of the sky,
Impossible to duplicate
Even though many did try.

Each bloom of the red rose
A ruby, one of a kind,
With the bloom of the white rose
A pearl comes to mind.

Money have I little
But wealth I have got,
But I don’t fit in with
The wealthy and rich lot.

But I’m not going to change
A wealthy dreamer I’ll stay,
Until the rivers, they all run dry
Until the four winds, they all blow away.

(Larry “Dutch” Woller 8-10-2018)

With that being said, I had better close for now…I need to ponder the difference between want and need, music to listen to, books to read, but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

And as I count my wealth I had a dream… 🙂

I have a dream, a song to sing
To help me cope with anything
If you see the wonder of a fairy tale
You can take the future even if you fail
When I know the time is right for me
I’ll cross the stream – I have a dream “ (ABBA)

A little more about me and true love on the path least traveled

Diary of the journey on the path least traveled..

Me 1 copy

(No nominations please, just sharing thoughts while exploring life 🙂 ).

“Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened.”
― Dr. Seuss

“Confidence is knowing who you are and not changing it a bit because of someone’s version of reality is not your reality.” Shannon L. Alder

“I was going to post something on Facebook until I asked myself why.” David E. Love

“If you don’t know where you’re going, you may miss it when you get there”
― Kathleen Long, Chasing Rainbows

Hello Diary,

Near the end of the week again, not sure if time is speeding up or I am slowing down…. 🙂 may see some storms over the next couple days so thought I would pop in for bit and share some thoughts before venturing on down the path…..woke up to a quiet but foggy morning….

office window morning

But it quickly disappeared with sunshine… had the same weather yesterday, it cleared off and saw a hummingbird getting a drink…

IM000332.JPG

IM000332.JPG

A hummingbird’s food staple is small insects, they use the nectar/sugar for energy and the liquid for water…. Thought I would do something a bit different today, got the idea from another person who brightens our lives with her posts; hiddenzzzzz

Have some mundane things about me in About and decided to share a bit more of the lighter side… 🙂

1. If you could learn a new skill, what would it be?
-type faster with less errors

2. Do you drink tea or coffee with sugar?
-green tea with a spot of honey

3. Do you prefer reading paper or electronic books?
-which ever method of reading enables me to relax and enjoy what I am reading

4. Do you like your name? Would you ever change it?
-I’ve gotten attached to my name so I think I’ll keep it, besides I have been called a lot of names over the years without the need to change it… 🙂

5. Would you ever want to be famous? If so, what for?
“I expect to pass through this world but once. Any good that I can do, or any kindness that I can show to any creature, let me do it now, for I shall not pass this way again.” W. Penn

6. Who do you want to be closer to?
-the free spirit within me

7. Do you miss someone at the moment?
-no, they are all in my heart

8. What can you see outside your bedroom window?
-the universe

9. What are you most thankful for?
-waking up on the green side of the grass

10. Do you keep a diary or journal?
-all of the above

11. What is your star sign?
-depends on the mood I’m in 🙂

12. Do you like reading? What was the last thing you read?
-Yes…. About a young girl coming out in a closed minded community

13. What are you afraid of?
-overlooking something while living and exploring life

14. If money was not a factor, how would you live your life?
-doing what I have been always doing, following my dreams and doing it my way

15. What is the one thing you would want to teach you children?
-never be ashamed of who they are and always follow their dreams

17. What can you hear right now?
-life calling so I had better type a little faster… 🙂

18. Where do you feel the safest?
“Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature, nor do the children of men as a whole experience it. Avoiding danger is no safer in the long run than outright exposure. Life is either a daring adventure or nothing.” Helen Keller

19. What is your favorite season? Why?
-They all have a purpose, so I do not deny change but adjust to change….

20. How would you spend your ideal day?
-dancing among the stars

21. Describe yourself in one word
-too complicated for one word…best I could do would be “free”

22. Why do you regret the most?
-Not enough time to do all that I wish to do

23. Do you like ice in your drinks?
-depends on the drink

24. Are you a restless sleeper?
-I do not tell falsehoods nor do I portray a false image so I have no problem with sleeping… 🙂

25. How would you show someone you love them?
-accept them as who and what they are and trust them with my heart…

Well, I had better close for now, venture on down the path and see what adventures life has instore for me today…. But I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise….
And speaking of loving someone…

Friendship, love and only the heart and time knows on the path least traveled…

Diary of the journey on the path least traveled..

Me 1 copy

(No nominations please, just sharing thoughts while exploring life 🙂 ).

For Friendship Day..

“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
(Author Adam Clarke)

“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”..

Hello Diary,

Were going to wait till tomorrow to post but with it being Friendship Day, thought I would pop in and share some thoughts today… it is getting near the beginning of the week again, time moves on when one is busy chasing dreams and rainbows… 🙂 … the morning started out with one of those old horror movie type fogs….

morning fog

But it soon cleared off for a bit…. spent most of the weekend contemplating the word “love” and all the word contains…. Love is that special feeling that comes from the heart, knows no time, distance or bounds and is felt by all creatures in their own way…

“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”..

Saw this pair of doves cuddling (near center if picture)…

doves cuddling

Ewwwwwwwwwww, get a room… 🙂 they paid me no heed, had more important matters on mind… 🙂 I quickly took the picture and quietly left them to their own dreams… another product of love were these two young birds known as Grackles (second bird is in the shade)…

mother grackle & young ones

Grackles are normally looked down on but they have feelings also… the momma bird were very close and ready to sound the alarm in case of danger..

“ The love a mother has for her children is legendary, it is said a child is the mother’s heart outside her body.”

In history’s past I came across some baby rabbits (two near the bottom of the photo) snuggled in the grass…

two bunnies2

Actually, there were three and they were about the size of a tennis ball… they were unattended, out in the open and near a street, so fearing their safety I put the three of them in the brushpile (used by the backyard creatures for protection against predators and weather)…

brushpile 1

As time passed, they grew up and able to fend for themselves… here is one of them (on the left) with another adult (don’t know if it is the parent)…

baby rabbits2

All three of them have moved on, living life and chasing their dreams, looking for love also… 🙂 so there are a few examples of love on the path least traveled… love is known by the heart and usually by invitation without words…

A Invitation..

I received a invitation one day
Oh, not your regular kind,
The words not spoken or written
But were in the heart and mind.

To share a love and happiness
A love, that is precious and true,
A happiness that is eternal
That only lovers and dreamers knew.

The invite did not come the regular way
No cards, no letters, no phone.. you see,
It just appeared one day
In the depths, the spirit and heart of me.

The invite came from an unknown
A unknown too great for me to behold,
But it was to be a precious beginning,
Of a story, one day to be told.

(penned by Larry “Dutch” Woller 2-4-2001)

“The moment you have in your heart this extraordinary thing called love and feel the depth, the delight, the ecstasy of it, you will discover that for you the world is transformed.”. Jiddu Krishnamurti

Well, I had better close, not only have dreams and rainbows to follow, but some mundane tasks also… work for us dreamers are never done, but it is all and adventure.. 🙂 but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

When will you feel love you ask, Diary??… Well, only the heart and time know… 🙂

Misfits, choices and rainbows on the path least traveled….

Diary of the journey on the path least traveled..

Me 1 copy

(No nominations please, just sharing thoughts while exploring life 🙂 ).

“I never say goodbye because goodbye sounds too much like forever and forever makes me cry”…. Larry “Dutch” Woller

“Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature, nor do the children of men as a whole experience it. Avoiding danger is no safer in the long run than outright exposure. Life is either a daring adventure or nothing.” Helen Keller

“My will shall shape the future. Whether I fail or succeed shall be no man’s doing but my own. I am the force; I can clear any obstacle before me or I can be lost in the maze.. My choice; my responsibility; win or lose, only I hold the key to my destiny”. Elaine Maxwell

Hello Diary,

End of the week, doing a load of laundry and thought I would pop in and leave a few thoughts… fed the pond fish earlier…

goldfish1

They are goldfish and stay in the pond year around… the pond is near ten feet long by eight feet wide and six inches to two and one half feet deep…. About 4 years ago I visited a store and saw they were selling these goldfish as feeder fish… they were not accepted by society, considered “misfits”… I purchased them, put them in the pond and they have been there ever since….

Also, another “misfit” I purchased in histories past was this “lucky” bamboo….

bamboo1

They were going to throw it away because no one wanted it, now it has a special place in my secret garden… 🙂 ventured to the grocery yesterday and saw two more “misfits”, two sweet potatoes that no one wanted…

yam potato

I brought them home, started them in water to take root and one day they will join this one…

yam plant

And be part of my secret garden… also thought I would mention two other “misfits” that dwell here on the path… one, of course, is Attila the possum…

attila form the outside

On this occasion, in Attila’s search for adventure, Attila entered the “doggy” door to the outdoor deck and were suddenly on the inside looking out… a face only a mother could love.. 🙂 after I took the picture, I opened the door and she ventured out and disappeared into the night…

Another “misfit” is this furry tailed rebellious knucklehead…

resting squirrel 3

Who seems to be determined to dig up my tomato plants and neighbors flowers in search of treasure…. 🙂 another “misfit” who greets me every morning (when I check my weather instruments while it is still dark) is my spider buddy…

spideya

He has made a home there, raising a family and not bothering anyone… why are they misfits?..because they are different, doing their thing and looked down upon by society and man…. And what about little ole me, one would ask?.. Well,

He is a old hippie
His destiny yet to behold
He is too old for the new
And he don’t fit in with the old
He is not trying to make a fuss
He is just trying to adjust

… expect that makes me a misfit also… 🙂 but on the path least traveled it is about life’s choices, about choosing ones path to ones destiny and the freedom to make that choice…my little band of misfits and I chose the path least traveled and it made all the difference…

Journey of Self Discovery…

What I am
Who I want to be
Am I just a stranger in this dinosaur world,
or my is existence limited to rest ,eat and pee.

Every day is a new day ,
I try to discover myself,
The identity crisis lulls over me,
In calm, yet monstrous glee,
Failing to find what exactly constitutes my being.

One day I want to be a doctor,
Other day an engineer,
Or even a scientist,
The society decides my ambition,
What career to pursue is guided by secure future norms,
They say I have a lunatics mind,
Persuade my mother to put some sense into me.

Enough is said,
I, my setting on a journey of my own,
The mistakes I make shall be mine,
The regrets shall be my defined,
Its fall or rise,
Time will play a key role,
As Frost said,
I have an option of two paths ahead of me,
One pre decided by my ancestors,
less risky and challenging,
Other of my own,
I decide to take the less traveled one,
To mark on journey of my own.
(Illahi Bedi)

The laundry is done so I had better close for now…also have adventures to pursue on the path…but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise..

I see a rainbow on the horizon, are you going to join me in my adventure, Israel Kamakawiwo’ole? 🙂

Snow, soup and a country girl on the path least traveled….

Diary of the journey on the path least traveled..

Me 1 copy

(No nominations please, just sharing thoughts while exploring life 🙂 ).

“I have a greater peace of mind by being straightforward and truthful about myself and letting the chips fall where they may, rather than to wake up tomorrow morning and have to deal with a falsehood I told yesterday.” (Larry Woller 7-30-2017.)

“You can talk with someone for years, everyday, and still, it won’t mean as much as what you can have when you sit in front of someone, not saying a word, yet you feel that person with your heart, you feel like you have known the person for forever “ C. JoyBell C.

Hello Diary,

It is the first of the week, Diary, and it appears to be a rainy week instore…. taking time out from life’s adventures to leave few thoughts… I had been chatting about the gardens, thought I would I would give a brief look at the world outside the gardens…. 🙂 I live in a small village (population 800, depending on how many people were on vacation or in jail when the count were taken.. 🙂 ) in the prairies of Illinois, USA… the pictures were taken on the north edge of town (about 3 blocks from my home)…

Exif-JPEG-422

As I were getting ready to leave the house, I had seen a hawk had stopped in for a snack… 🙂

hawk

All the little sparrows were safely inside the little brush pile I had near the feeder… I expect the hawk were perched there thinking “ curses, foiled again “… 🙂 and while on pictures, a little about the weather… below you will see a picture ( I did not take the picture) of dark cloud with streaks hanging below it….

virgaonline

That is what is known as virga ( pronounced “ver-ga) which is basically rain evaporating before it makes it to the ground…. In the following picture that I did take, you will see a similar cloud only the cloud and streaks are white…

virga2

The atmosphere here had cooled down some the past few days and instead of producing virga, it produced what is called “falls streak”, which is ice crystals or more commonly called “snow”… so yes, one could say that, unofficially, it did snow here in July… 🙂 while on the subject of the weather, were a rainy type day for Monday, decided that soup were in order, did not wish to do much cooking, so I got a can of chicken noodle soup, chopped some frozen broccoli, cauliflower and already cooked chicken…

ingrediants for monday soup

Combined the veggies, soup and chicken all together and got hearty chicken noodle soup…

monday soup

Put in the microwave to heat…clever, eh?.. 🙂 not sure what I will eat today… getting away from the weather and food, as you know, Diary, I had written a Country Boy poem… well, I were ask about a Country Girl poem… in history’s past, I did write a Country Girl poem and I believe perhaps there is a little country in every girl… 🙂

A Wish For the Country Girl..

My wish for the Country Girl
May her spirit always be free,
May her life be full of happiness
Laughter in her world will always be.

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

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

This is my wish for the Country Girl
For she is a friend, don’t you see,
And with each and everyday, I hope and wish
That a friend, she will forever be..
(Penned by Larry “ Dutch” Woller 2/6/2008)

Well, I had better close for now, the adventures are calling and I don’t want to miss the chance at making more memories… but I shall return again one day, Diary, fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise….

In leaving, this is among my favorite Enya songs and it is for all the lovers and loved ones who find themselves apart and also all the children world over who, because of man’s inhumanity towards man, found themselves separated from their mothers….

Spiders, butterflies and only if you want to on the path least traveled…

Diary of the journey on the path least traveled..

Me 1 copy

(No nominations please, just sharing thoughts while exploring life 🙂 ).

“I don’t trust people who don’t love themselves and tell me, ‘I love you.’ … There is an African saying which is: Be careful when a naked person offers you a shirt” Maya Angelou

“A single rose can be my garden… a single friend, my world.” Leo Buscaglia

“It’s so funny you judge me arrogant after I succeeded. You didn’t help me at all when I was so poor and needy.” Toba Beta

Hello Diary,

It is a Friday, the week is almost over with errands, tasks and chores near done… it is time to quietly and briefly take note of things learned from the yesterdays and contemplate the tomorrows… with a spot of tea in hand, thought I would leave a few thoughts… observed a unusual sunrise the other day…

Exif-JPEG-422

Reminded me of those old horror movies of history’s past, like The Hound Of The Baskervilles… Brrrrrrr 🙂 …. On a lighter note, ventured out just after sunrise and saw this spider web (near center of picture), covered with dew, near a pine tree…

Exif-JPEG-422

They have been on the increase as of late, and being as I am gathering weather data before the sun rises, I have to use the flashlight and be careful so I do not walk into one…. 🙂 wandered into the gardens and saw a butterfly checking out the flowers….

Exif-JPEG-422

Also spotted this Monarch butterfly hovering about, they are fond of milkweed but I don’t have any here…

Exif-JPEG-422

The Monarch use to be quite plentiful, but thanks to the activities of mankind, their numbers are dwindling… getting away from the gardens for a time, I have been ask how I acquired the nickname “Dutch’… I had touched upon it briefly in the past but will do so again….

It started when I were in South Vietnam (circa 1966) when I were a member of a at-large observer team attached to the 12th Marine Regiment….

dutch

I am the one sitting on the ground with my gear (a few minutes before the photo were taken I were air lifted into the area by helicopter)…. That being said, I am of German ancestry (my roots were in Eastern Germany in an area known in history’s past as Prussia) and my family came to this part of the prairie from New Orleans and the Mississippi River as well as New York… the settled area were mainly German ancestry and soon became affectionately known as “Dutch Flats”…
That being said, the USO had a program called Pen Pals (Mark Zuckerberg, CEO, Facebook wouldn’t be born for another 18 years) where we could write to families in the USA, other then our own… I started communicating with a family from Illinois and over time the kids decided I needed a nickname… sooooooooo, with me being of German ancestry, I grew up in Dutch Flats and my middle initial is D, they decided that Dutch would be my new nickname, they would address my letter as Larry “Dutch” Woller, soon others started calling me by Dutch (instead of “Hey You” 🙂 ) and now you know the rest of the story… 🙂

I have also been asked when the time is right to do certain things…. I have penned a few thoughts about when the time is right… 🙂

When Is The Right Time, One Would Ask….

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 time right, one asks
When your heart wishes for it to be..

(penned by Larry “Dutch” Woller 10-23-2015).

Better close for now and venture on down the path… have some rainbows to check out though not looking for the pot of gold…. “If I traveled to the end of the rainbow as Dame Fortune did intend, Murphy would be there to tell me the pot’s at the other end.” Ed Koch 🙂
Looking for dreams and answers, much more valuable than gold…. 🙂 but I shall return another day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

So, when is the time right? it is your choice to make, but only if you want to….right Enya?… 🙂

A puzzle, a bald headed pigeon and born free on the path least traveled….

Diary of the journey on the path least traveled..

Me 1 copy

(No nominations please, just sharing thoughts while exploring life 🙂 ).

“The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched– they must be felt with the heart.” Helen Keller

“Loving someone is giving them the power to break your heart, but trusting them not to.” Julianne Moore

“Worrying is like a rocking chair, it gives you something to do but it doesn’t get you anywhere”.

“Holding on to bitterness is like taken poison and expecting the other person to die”…

Hello Diary,

It is almost the middle of the week, laundry is done and thought I would pop in and share a few thoughts… just a couple more thoughts concerning taking a few moments of history, relaxing and leaving the other world to its own devices… giving the mind some time out to rest and regroup.. 🙂

Another method I have is, with the relaxing music, painting (in this case paint by numbers)…

paint by number

Again, I don’t apply pressure to myself and stay with it until it is done, just for a bit of time, however long… another is a rather difficult puzzle…

puzzle1

There are no border, the outline of the large dog is the edge and there are no method to the pieces.. each piece is like the world, different and unique but fits… 🙂 but, it is something one can relax with, momentarily putting the world and all its issues on the back burner..

I guess I got my attitude from being a country boy… I grew up on a small farm in the 1940’s, ‘50’s and early ‘60’s… in many ways we did not have a great deal in the way of wealth, but in other ways we had happiness… the following is a picture taken about a rogue cornstalk that Dad found in the field (I am standing with Mom, Dad and my sister and my brother is by the ladder)…for a brief moment in history, Dad grew a cornstalk that was one of the tallest in the world… Dad farmed and were also a blacksmith..

cornstalk

The following IS a TRUE story… 🙂 of course, out in the country us kids were left to our own devices to entertain ourselves and sometimes that got us into a little trouble… 🙂 I always had a urge to have pets (other than normal pets) and one day I found an abandoned young pigeon, didn’t even have its feathers yet… well, I kept it in the house, keeping it warm and feeding it white bread soaked in warm milk.. It did survive and developed s taste for white bread and when I ventured out, I would feed it some bread… I called the pigeon Commander and it would live in the cupola of the corncrib, take one look at me with the bread and come to me… it would also mingle with the chickens and would have fights with roosters and in time, Commander didn’t have a feather on his head…

One day, Dad walked out of the house with a sandwich, Commander seen the white bread and came at Dad like a fighter jet, knocked the sandwich out of Dad’s hand, grabbed a slice and took off.. I was in trouble… 🙂 anyway, it were a short time after that and I no longer saw Commander… I did look for him but could not find him, so thought perhaps he had met his fate… about two weeks later, a farm neighbor brought his shears for his cultivator to Dad to work on and get ready for cultivating… the neighbor said “the strangest thing happened this morning, I were sitting under the shade tree eating a sandwich when this pigeon attacked me and stole my sandwich”… Dad starting laughing and he asked if the pigeon had a bald head and Mr. Uden said yes, and we knew where Commander went, apparently he thought he wore out his welcome and it was off to greener pastures… 🙂

Yes, I’m still a country boy… 🙂

I’m Just A Country Boy..

I’m just a country boy
That’s all I’ll ever be,
Don’t need much money
Being rich is not for me.

I have gold in the sun
And silver in every star,
Clear starry nights, clear blue sky mornings
Richer than the wealthy by far.

So, just color me country
No big city crowds for me,
They probably wouldn’t approve
Of this ole country boy, you see.

The morning air smells clean and fresh
It always brings a smile,
Can hear the sound of a distant train
That will travel many a mile.

Can hear and see the backyard creatures
In their excitement, begin to start their day,
Even though they search for their destiny
The young ones still have time to play.

Yes, I’m me, I am what I am..
A country boy at heart I’ll stay,
As I look for adventure and follow my dreams
On the path least traveled…each and every day.

(penned by Larry “Dutch” Woller 4-20-2008)

Well, I had better close as it is off to new adventures, chasing dreams while leaving safe harbor… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

Here on the path one is not shackled by closed minded ideology… like Commander, here on the path one follows ones heart and is born free…Life is an adventure or it is nothing… 🙂

A spot of tea on a Sunday morning on the path least traveled

Diary of the journey on the path least traveled..

Me 1 copy

(No nominations please, just sharing thoughts while exploring life 🙂 ).

“Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened.”
― Dr. Seuss

“If you love someone, set them free. If they come back they’re yours; if they don’t, they never were.” Richard Bach

“If you don’t know where you’re going, you may miss it when you get there”
― Kathleen Long, Chasing Rainbows

“Did I offer peace today? Did I bring a smile to someone’s face? Did I say words of healing? Did I let go of my anger and resentment? Did I forgive? Did I love? These are the real questions…. I must trust that the little bit of love that I sow now will bear many fruits, here in this world and the life to come.” Henri Nouwen

Hello Diary,

A Sunday morning starting out quiet, may see some storms later…. sitting here with a spot of tea, thought I would share some thoughts….woke up to some not so busy skies this morning, but “red “ skies… 🙂

sunday skies

Also a quiet view of the not so secret garden as the sun was rising.. (Unfortunately a bit of drizzle at the moment..) 🙂

frontwindow

A new ground feeder a work in progress, hence the bricks lying on the ground.. and today, like everyday, I take some time to stop the world and get off, to relax for a brief period in history, let the mind reboot, to meditate…. and one way I do that is color ( I know I have mentioned it before)… and here is my latest masterpiece… 🙂

color finished

This is not color-by-number, one has to use ones imagination, as can be seen by my next challenge… 🙂

color new

I use colored pencils, not crayons.. so, I pick a time (no routine,, usually afternoon or evening) grab the pencils and with a spot of tea (or wine), turn on some soft, relaxing music, and meditate while shutting out the rest of the world for a time, a moment in history…at peace with myself and the universe…

On Sunday mornings, while all is quiet I set, while gazing at my not-so-secret-garden (all the while listening to quiet, relaxing music) and contemplate my dreams, my wants and wishes, leaving the other world behind for a short time in history…I penned some thoughts that I will share…

A Quiet Sunday Morning…

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

A quiet Sunday morning, sun shining
Thinking about the path, its mysteries many fold,
Each to explore and treasure
Soon a treasured memory to behold.

A quiet Sunday morning, birds chirping
Another day to learn and explore about me.
It is my life.. only get one chance
Will have to do it my way.. don’t you see.

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

A quiet Sunday morning, on the path
At the end of it, on the horizon, a lovely rainbow,
It is there my answers lie… the truth is known
Until then, only Fate will know.

A quiet Sunday morning, spirit and mind at the ready
To seek the rainbow… perhaps around the next bend,
Once found, I’ll have my answers, you see
And that will be the beginning, not the end.
 
                           (Penned by Larry “Dutch” Woller 7/9/2012)

Speaking of the rainbow, I had better close and venture down the path least traveled and see if I can find my rainbow, not interested in gold as dreams are more valuable than gold… 🙂 but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

And on a Sunday with one eyes on the horizon and dreams in ones heart, one does not walk through the not-so-secret-garden, one waltzes and there are only one waltz that qualifies, right Andre Rieu…. 🙂

Man And His Flying Machine, Deer And High Hopes On The Path Least Traveled….

Diary of the journey on the path least traveled..

me3

(No nominations please, just haring a few thoughts while exploring life 🙂 )

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

“For last year’s words belong to last year’s language
And next year’s words await another voice.
And to make an end is to make a beginning.” T.S. Eliot

“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

Hello Diary,

It has been a busy last few days, have had a break in the jungle type weather, and been out and about doing errands, chores and tasks, taking advantage of the pleasant weather (more rain and storms to come next few days)… were a quiet, pleasant Wednesday morning as all creatures awaits the sun to rise…

Weds morning

Not so much last Sunday morning…. were surprised to look out the window and see two young deer checking out the garden… apologize for the quality of the photo but had to be quick and use stealth.. 🙂

deer 2

They sniffed around a bit, got a brief drink from the ponds and then moved on in search of their destiny…

deer 1

The skies were also busy… in the photo you will see what is known as Contrails (the atmospheric conditions are right to allow the vapor from jet engines to condense and form clouds)…

contrails #1

Each one of those “cloud” streaks are mortal man and his flying machine in search of his destiny also, the skies were busy Sunday, I wonder if people waved at each other.. 🙂 … hopefully both deer and man will arrive at their destiny safely….

As you know, Diary, being different is an enjoyable adventure on the path least traveled, thought I would share a few words I penned in histories past… 🙂

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,
To be dictated to by an ideology…. NOT
Maybe so everyone can shout and point at me,
And say, “Hey, you’re 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,
So that makes me different, don’t you see.

The air filled with adventure, from safe harbor I shall part
Sails set full, safe harbor fading in the distance, an exciting glow to eye and heart,
So with a pocket full of memories, on the horizon are my dreams
On down the path least traveled I will venture, mind and spirit being free,
Why the path least traveled, you ask?..Well, I am different, don’t you see.
(Penned by Larry “Dutch” Woller 6-22-2010)

Well, better close for now… thought I would share some thoughts and adventures before bringing the day to a close… relax with a spot of tea and contemplate the tomorrows… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

As I have been venturing down the path I have noticed there are those who are facing many challenges and perhaps some dark days… perhaps Frank Sinatra may have some encouraging words for them with High Hopes….

Not So Secret Garden, Choices and the Sound Of Music on the path least traveled…

Diary of the journey on the path least traveled..

me3

“He who rejects change is the architect of decay. The only human institution which rejects progress is the cemetery”. -Harold Wilson

“Getting over a painful experience is much like crossing monkey bars. You have to let go at some point in order to move forward.” -C.S. Lewis

“Happiness is not something you postpone for the future; it is something you design for the present.” Jim Rohn

“If you don’t know where you’re going, you may miss it when you get there”
― Kathleen Long, Chasing Rainbows

Hello Diary,

Another Amazon type day, hot and humid, with the possibility of more rain later… summer on the prairies… 🙂 prepared for it today, doing indoor tasks whiles staying cool… thought I would take a break from those tasks and leave a few thoughts.. one of the tasks I finished today were backing up the PC… saved the system to a 32GB Kingston drive…

PC backup

I do this every 1-2 years (only takes a few minutes using Windows Transfer) and then should something go awry, I have all my data saved for future use… clever, eh?… 🙂
Having a somewhat summer doldrums here, outdoor activities have slowed down a bit… most of the larger birds have gone north, some have ended their journey and have stared back south…. which leaves more freedom at the feeders and birdbaths for the little sparrow… and with the heat and humidity and no big birds around, they decided to have a pool party… 🙂

sparrow pool party

Of course, the plants like the warm and the humidity and the hibiscus started their display in earnest, here are some of the white hibiscus….

hibiscus

Have some red also but they have just started to bloom… the water lilies have started to bloom also… here is a white lily…

white lily

Here is one that is a off red…..

red lily

Like the rest of my “not so secret” garden, each is special, different and a part of the whole…. I penned a few thoughts about my “not so secret” 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 peace, love, understanding, to follow one’s dreams
Unlike the other world unraveled.
(Larry “Dutch” Woller 6-23-2016)

Of course, being independent, not shackled by any ideology, we make our own choices here on the path, I believe Vee Bdosa says it well…

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)

Well I had better close for now for the path is calling… there are choices to be made, dreams to contemplate and a adventure under every stone unturned… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise….. 🙂

As with the hills, here on the path there is the sound of music…. 🙂

“Music gives a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination and life to everything.” Plato