How many pictures of an assassin bug nymph have you ever seen!
I want to take more pictures, then I see how beautiful are the photos of others!
Oh My Golly!! Lovely!!
Deer were one of Nature’s lst beauties in mY CHILDHOOD> so few are left where we used to see them1 thanks for sharing
Anyone who has ever set foot on Pender Island can’t help but notice the deer. Deer are everywhere. Around every corner on every road. Eating up every garden. Leaving deer “evidence” all over your lawn. The deer thrive as the island has no predators. The deer are smaller than the ones we see at home in Alberta, and a lot less skittish. Often when you drive past them they just look up dumbly as if jumping into the path of a moving vehicle would take too much effort. As we drive the roads on the island, hitting a top speed of 50 km/h, we are constantly on the lookout for deer. The average driving conversation goes something like this: “Blah blah blah deer blah blah deer blah blah blah deer…..” You get the picture. Deer are everywhere.
There was an old lady from Frisco
Who cooked all her chicken in Crisco.
When there was non left
She turned to a theft
And now’s in San Quentin below
–age 10, long ago
. . .still searching for a passion that will wake me up early in the morning, eager to go. . .
I am drawn to Beauty here and want to participate in some way. You who have found some clarity and direction in your Passions, how did that happen? Was it obvious what you wanted to do? Did it come in tiny pieces? Did you mainly Seek it or Discover it?????
I wrote this poem many years ago, when matters of the heart and plans went awry and were my spiritual and emotional challenges. This poem was included in the United Nations’ collection of poetry for peace. Nowadays, life is sweeter because of the lessons of yesterday.
When life casts its gray shadows on me
and the tests seem too much to take.
When my heart has been broken once again –
and my dreams have faded into nothingness,
the white sands of the beach is where I go.
Running past sand castles with the
hidden treasures the sands may hold –
running past lovers basking in the warmth
of the eternal sun,
I reach for the cool embrace of the ocean’s waves.
Together we dance to the ebb and flow
of the tide of life,
and together we stand unafraid.
In the silence of the distance
the ocean’s strength…
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We walk our
worlds of what ifs,
should haves, why and
invented maybe’s. Our
minds play old reels
of movies that never
come to pass, or those
that should have been
forgotten long ago.
How do we stop the
clatter of regrets and
resentments? By focusing
our thoughts on the life
we want to have, by
envisioning our dreams of
a life filled with beauty,
peace, and love. How powerful
are our thoughts when focused.
Do not leave your mind unattended,
but rather choose to live the life
you want, one thought at a time.
Is my Learning Joyful & Appreciated?
There is a joy in
something I never knew.
I have the world’s library
at my fingertips, the Internet
an unlimited resource.
Then there is the ever-changing
floresta, night skies filled
with spiraling universes,
so many ways to enjoy this
love of learning.
I am astounded when someone
says that they are bored. How
is it that some do not see with
eyes of wonder?