“ I am currently attending the School of Life, learning more about the universe and me… and Graduation Day will be the day of my funeral and it is then I will know if I failed or I succeeded and graduated”… (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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“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)

World Children

Through the eyes of a child….

I woke up this morning in a rush
Eagerly to start the day,
Hopefully to learn about the world
Maybe even have time to play.

I have many, many friends
Each one somewhat different than me,
But none of us mind at all
We believe it were meant to be.

Decided to check in with my friends
Before Mom gave the breakfast call,
So with anxious hands I started my little tablet
Were going to say hello to one and all.

My smile and joy were soon gone
As sadness did take its place,
My vision become blurry
A tear, ventured down my face.

I read a text in my inbox
With conflict, some of my friends did die,
With trembling lips I looked to the horizon
With heavy heart asked the question “WHY?”.

Just children wanting to live their dream,
Why is that so very wrong,
Their dream were taken away
So someone could prove their strong.

You know, my heart will mend
For their memory lives in my heart,
And together we will play again
Not even distance will keep us apart.

One day us children will meet again,
And in harmony we will play,
Together we will follow our dreams
For forever and a day.
(Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Hello Diary,

Thursday the 19th were the first day of spring.. However, apparently Ole Man Winter did not look at the calendar because the following Sunday morning, the 22nd, looked like this..

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There were a multitude of birds out and about, braving the elements while singing their chorus, but saw two sparrows who decided to get out of the weather…

sparrows hiding

Their parents didn’t raise dummies… 🙂 spring is in the air though, and so is love…

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

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

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

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

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

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

Whether it is a special love, or a friend, love is the bond… “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”…. (Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Well, I had better close for now… dreams, adventure and maybe some stormy weather on the horizon.. but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

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

( Larry “Dutch” Woller ).

“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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Neither rain, sleet, snow, gloom of night nor conoavirous (I do not have the disease at this time 🙂 ) will get between me and happiness because “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)… 🙂

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hello Diary,

Yes, it is a calm Sunday morning after some snow yesterday….

Sat morning sunrise

Ole Man Winter is still in town but we are happy anyway because we have tea, fine reading and music… “Music gives a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination and life to everything.” (Plato)… 🙂

Here on the path we also have some thoughts that rhyme… 🙂

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 might 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 )

Sooooooooooo, I’ll better close for now and seek out that rainbow…. 🙂

But I shall return again one day, fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… so I will join my friends…

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And it is on the path I shall venture… 🙂

“Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird, that cannot fly.” (Langston Hughes) 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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Yes, in history’s past I peered into the sunlight and I had a dream… 🙂

me dream

In history’s past on the path I had a dream
Of the world in harmony it did seem,
Accepting one as who they believe and are
One’s life’s choices, no one did bar.

Free, to climb a mountain, to touch a star
Free, to search the universe, where answers are,
Free to venture through life, with open eyes and mind
Another creature’s belief, will not blind.

Free to boldly walk the lands, both far and near
All the while following ones dreams, without fear,
Not to be accepted by social ideology, you see
But the love, kindness, knowledge within, of a spirit born free.

Free, for ones humanity to embrace
Not being labeled by belief, gender or race,
Free, for one’s dignity not to be denied
Though there’s many a mortal, who has tried.

Here on the path it’s not a dream, but a reality
To follow ones dream, with a open heart, you see,
Free to love another without fear, as it should be
For here on the path, one is born free.
(Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Now, I cannot carry a tune in a bucket, but… 🙂

Hello Diary,

Looked out the window last Wednesday morning and it appeared it looked like the North Pole… 🙂

wednesday 2-26-2020

And because I had most of the technology up and running, decided I would work on some important technology.. For over 10 years I have participated in a program created by the University of Berkeley call BOINC, there are many participating all over the world.. 🙂

boinc

What the program is about is using BOINC Manager, it allows reputable participating groups to use home computers to analyze data and there is a long list… anyone can do it if one wishes too… 🙂
What transpires is if one agrees to participate in the program, one downloads Manager and the selects the program on wishes to participate in…now, one has control over Manager to prevent over use, etc… once set up, Manger will download a certain amount of data, my computer will analyze that data and Manager will return the results, download more data on my PC and the process repeats itself and it is ongoing until I stop it… 🙂

One project is World Community Grid and Mapping Cancer…

world grid

Hopefully in time cancer will no longer exist… another project is Setihome…

setihome

It deals with the exploration of the universe and hopefully tell us where we have been, where we are going and what awaits us… another I use from time to time deals with climate change…

climate change

There a a few others that I work with from time to time also…. 🙂

I know my efforts are small compared to the big picture and because I ask for nothing in return, it is something like a small gift from me to the world… “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)

The gift of hope
Children could follow their own dream, you see
Not to be denied by another’s ideology,
To follow the destiny of their own choice
Not to be hindered by another’s voice.

The gift of understanding
Not a world of race, color or gender
Nor closed minded ridicule or prejudice…you see,
But a world that respects another’s dream
And of what or who they wish to be.

The gift of freedom
Free to boldly walk the lands, both far and near
To lives one’s life without suffering or fear,
Not to be accepted by belief, gender or race, you see
But by the love, understanding and knowledge of a spirit born free.

The gift of happiness
Not a world of sorrow or fear
But a world of hope and dreams, not sadness
A world of eternal love and peace
A world of eternal happiness.

The gift of love
A love that is without end
Through an eternity it will endure,
A love that knows no boundaries
A love beautiful, caring and pure.
(Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Why do I do this one would ask?..because that is the way old friends do…. 🙂

Well, I had better close for now… life and that dream is a callin’.. “Life is complicated and not contained to a few ideologies or beliefs, therefore in order to better understand the universe, and me, I need to leave safe harbor, with open mind, and explore all of the universe, not just parts of it..…” (Larry “Dutch” Woller), but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…. 🙂

So, I peer out the window
Not with sadness or a tear,
But a heart filled with hope and a dream
Of a world of love and peace, not hate and fear.
(Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Yes,love, peace and happiness, a wonderful world indeed… 🙂

“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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After a week of adventures and dealing with storms (weather and life), this Sunday I decided to relax and browse the memory banks (mine, not the PC 🙂 )… sooooooo, with the sunrise, a spot of tea and eyes to the horizon I thought about the “good old days”.. 🙂 took time to pen some thoughts..

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As I gaze upon the horizon
Where my Fate waits for me,
My mind gently browses the past
That which has become a memory.

I grew up on a farm
Ohhhhh, the dreams had I,
To save the world from the evil dragons
Once, as a ole Marine, I did try.

I once loved and and lost
Suffered a broken heart, they say,
But now the heart has mended
As love managed to find a way.

With my hands I helped build a nation
Now the back is tired and sore,
But no white flag of surrender here
With a heart of dreams to do much more.

There were those by whom I were scorned
As I ventured down life’s highway,
They ridiculed and condemned
As I lived and love life my way.

Of the life I lived, I have no regrets
Would not change a thing, I must confess,
And I will continue to be me
As I venture down the path of happiness.

As my mortal clock starts to wind down
One wonders, is there another life for me,
Sooo, I must close, and seek out Fate
For Fate has the answer, Fate is the key.
(Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Ahhhhhh, the memories, too many to count… 🙂

Hello Diary,

Yes, it has not always been a smooth journey on life’s highway for ole Dutch, but every morning I know happiness by having my dreams in my pocket and following my heart because “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)… 🙂

happiness

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

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

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

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

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

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

Well, I had better close for now… need to bring my thoughts to and end, the path is calling, more adventures lie ahead… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

Yes, for me technology is a “road”, a path I take that leads me to new and exciting places all over the world… places where all my friends and acquaintances live and we share memories, thoughts and adventures that is music to the heart and spirit… I cannot wait to get on the road again…. 🙂

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On Valentines day, and every day, “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) 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 have shared this before but needs to be shared every day, especially on Valentines Day…“Love is the expansion of two natures in such fashion that each include the other, each is enriched by the other.” (Felix Adler)…. 🙂

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“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)

Hello Diary,

The weather will appear to be more like Christmas at the North Pole rather than Valentines Day on the prairies… 🙂

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But love will not be denied on the path least traveled… “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).

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WHAT YOU MEAN TO ME…

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

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

I bathe in your love
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,
As our love continues to grow.

A love that will stand the test of time
Will be there always…forever and ever,
And I will love you still
Beyond the 12th of Never.
( Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Well, I had better close… life, love and adventure awaits… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise….. 🙂

lesbian friends

How many ways do I love thee
Too many for mere words to say,
A love that grows and grows in strength
With each and every day!

I love your thoughts, and feelings
Each and every word I treasure,
Warms the heart, spirit and mind
To heights impossible to measure!

I love your laughter, your humor
The gentle teasing, a word here and there,
Present in all our conversations
Present in everything we share.

I love your soft warm eyes
Enchanting with a mysterious hue,
I love your precious heart
That holds the words, I Love You

I love you mostly because you are you
With whose love I’ve been richly blessed,
A love like no other, one of a kind
A eternal love, and eternal happiness!!!
( Larry “Dutch” Woller )

“It is tenderness for the past, courage for the present, hope for the future. It is a fervent wish that every cup may overflow with blessings rich and eternal, and that every path may lead to peace.” (Agnes M. Pharo) on the path least traveled….

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“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)

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 3/26/2016)

Hello Diary,

Thought I would take a brief break from chores, challenges and tweaking technology to share a few thoughts about being oneself… “When someone tells you “you’ve changed”, it might be because you have stopped living your life their way”.. (John Pence)… 🙂
In history’s past, I had made a small brush pile next to the ground feeder for protection from the weather and predators for my little backyard friends…“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)….

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Well, yesterday, while in the utility room doing the laundry, I noticed a Red-tailed hawk perched on a piece of lumber in the brush pile…. 🙂

hawk

He was no doubt trying to design a method with which to access the little creatures who were snuggled in the safety and warmth of the brush pile… I expect the hawk did not succeed as he was gone some time later… 🙂 it were probably a wise choice on the hawks part as Ole Man Winter put in an appearance soon after…

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To the eye of the observer it may have appeared that the hawk failed, but in truth the hawk did not because the hawk chose its own path and gathered more knowledge while being who it was…..

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, the hawk and I are facing life’s challenges while doing it our way… 🙂

Well, I had better close for now…. chores, challenges and technology awaits me…but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

When Is The Right Time, one Would Ask…. ?

To take this path
To maybe take the other,
To open ones heart
To share it with another.
( Larry “Dutch” Woller ).

Only time has the answer..

I don’t look back too often because “You can’t start the next chapter of your life if you keep re-reading your last chapter.” (Author Unknown) on the path least traveled…

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A wonderful day today…woke up on the green side of the grass being different with a dream in my pocket.. “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)

A zip-a-dee-doo-dah day indeed!.. 🙂

Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay
My oh my, what a wonderful day
Plenty of sunshine headin my way
Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay

Mister Bluebird’s on my shoulder
It’s the truth, it’s actual
Everything is satisfactual
Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay
Wonderful feeling, wonderful day

Yes, Sir
Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay
My oh my, what a wonderful day
(Oh, plenty of sunshine headed my way
Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay)

Mister Bluebird’s on my shoulder
It’s the truth (mm hmm), its actual (mm hmm)
Everything is satisifactual
Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay
Wonderful feeling, feeling this way

Mister Bluebird’s on my shoulder
It is the truth, it’s actual
Huh? Where is that blue bird?
Mm hmm

Mm hmm
Everythin’ is satifactual
Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay
Wonderful feeling, wonderful day

Hello Diary,

Have been busy with changes, mostly technical… haven’t changed how life’s journey continues here on the path.. still have the hat… “When the power of love overcomes the love of power the world will know peace.” (Jimi Hendrix)…

me with pride hat..

Still have the sweater… “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)

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There are even rainbow earrings… “The greatest challenge in life is to be our own person and accept that being different is a blessing and not a curse”.. (Kilroy Oldster)…

finished earring

Why, there are even reference books that set together on the shelf in peace, love and harmony.. imagine that… “The test of a first-rate intelligence is the ability to hold two opposing ideas in mind at the same time and still retain the ability to function.” – (F. Scott Fitzgerald)… 🙂

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How can that happen, one would ask?.. because here on the path one is accepted as being different… 🙂

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

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

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

Well, I had better close for now… more technical work to do and there is another winter storm on the horizon so need to prepare for it… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

Until we meet again, hope all your tomorrows are filled with peace, love and happiness and life is all that you wish for it to be!..and