Tag: Spring
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you capture my mood
you capture my sun
so sorrow surrenders another day
dissipating droplets from finger-limbs
the rails will rust through another rain
and tears will wash away in the torrent
as you capture my breath
as you capture my wish
and I like these seasons
am renewed once again.
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this picture was taken just two weeks ago, when the grass wasn’t so high it looked like African grasslands or the Everglades.
this morning i took a walk and found myself staring at knee-high grassland. that is when i headed for the cooler woodlands.
it was Memorial Day in America today, a time to remember. I heard Frankie boy- Frank Sinatra- singing over the speakers in the grocery store. Begin The Beguine- or however you spell it- in WalMart. And across the country, it felt like a 1940’s nostalgia day.
But out and about, in parks and public recreation areas, people converged like gnats on a bad night…they were everywhere. I saw Pennsylvania people taking over a whole section of an urban park with tents, fishing poles, and louder-than-local noise. I saw family gatherings with portable bandstands hauled in from who-knows-where. I saw potato salad, bottled water, fried chicken, and more disappear from store shelves and restaurants. And I saw the summer sun beat down relentlessly…
surely my irish blood will boil…if it keeps it up.
in the words of the locals- stay cool, y’all
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a palette of flowers…on a soggy spring afternoon…
with purple trillium…and…
little blue and chartreuse colored spring wildflowers along the rail trail…
….a vibrant carpet of fresh scent, fresh color, and fresh experiences...
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I wish you could have been there…to smell the heady perfume, honeysuckle blossoms and tree blossoms….
and so much more….to hear the chickadee, the warbler, and the cardinal…to see the trees clad with vibrant green, and swaying in the wind…
and to see these exquisite wildflowers…
i feel for you if you are stuck inside, unable to move- stiff and feeling old. I hope and pray you can get out and experience God’s gift to you…this place He created for your enjoyment and as a testimony to His love for you…
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if you never take the time to walk in the woods…
...to step out of what man has built…
and experience what God created for you to enjoy…
will you understand His heart…His peace…His gentle love?
you were fearfully and wonderfully made…
a precious individual created to be a reflection of our Father.
will you die to self so that you can rise up to be the beautiful one He created?
The Lost Kerryman 