Morning Glory vine
Greets each day with regal hue
Eliciting smiles.
Wordless Wednesday
Dogs have given us their absolute all. We are the center of their universe. We are the focus of their love and faith and trust. They serve us in return for scraps. It is without a doubt the best deal man has ever made. ~Roger Caras, American wildlife photographer and writer
Filling the Eye
Give me odorous at sunrise a garden of beautiful flowers where I can walk undisturbed. ~Walt Whitman, American poet
There once was a tall yellow flower
Who announced it received the power
To attract fuzzy bees
Without making them sneeze
And humans to become less dour.
Sunday’s Gem — Moonstone
Look deep into nature, and then you will understand everything better. ~Albert Einstein
A birthstone for June, along with Pearl and Alexandrite, Moonstone is a feldspar mineral exhibiting a watery opaqueness and something called andularescence (a fancy way of saying there’s a soft glow of light appearing to float just below the surface, rather like that of the moon glowing through a thin cloud cover).
This is an 83.7-carat rainbow Moonstone cabochon, oval in shape, mined in India. It sells for $355.72. Thanks to www.mineralminers.com for the photo.
A Red-faced Moment
You will do foolish things, but do them with enthusiasm. ~Colette, French author
Have you ever done anything so insanely stupid that you cringe at the thought of telling another person about it?
Well, they say confession is good for the soul, so here goes:
Have You Read This Book?
A good book should leave you… slightly exhausted at the end. You live several lives while reading it. ~William Styron, American novelist
Normally, I’m reluctant to hop on the bandwagon when it comes to books everybody says I must read.
Maybe my taste in reading differs from that of the masses, or maybe I’m just flouting my rebelliousness.
Last week I went to our public library to check out Where the Crawdads Sing by Delia Owens for my mom. When I heard it was “sweeping the nation” in popularity, I had to force myself not to roll my eyes.
Unwelcome Guest
Hospitality is making your guests feel at home, even if you wish they were. ~Author Unknown
Come listen to the tale of a woodchuck pest
Who used my back yard shed as a nest.
He dug a deep hole,
Went out for a stroll,
And returned just in time for a much-needed rest.
Now Woody, or Chuck, or whatever his name
Probably decided I was onto his game.
He lay flat out
There was never a doubt
He was dead. What a shame, What a shame.
But hanging out clothes one Sunday fair
I heard a clink from the fence over there.
It was Woody, I know.
Or maybe her beau,
Dash into that lair with nary a glare.
I can only assume this rodent I dread
Was faking all along when I thought it was dead.
Didn’t mind all the flies,
Never opened its eyes.
Just knew it was safest underneath my shed.
Note: True story. Poetic form is a Limerick.
Sharing the Music
Play the music, not the instrument. ~Author Unknown
We’ve nearly completed our summer Community Band season, and it’s time to take stock of our progress.
Concert #3, the cold one. I’m in the first row.
Happy B-day, Sis
Sisters may share the same mother and father but appear to come from different families. ~Author unknown
Sprung from the same womb
Competitors for too long
Now we’ve become friends.
Note: Happy Birthday to my sister and friend!
Beading in the Storm
You may be deceived if you trust too much, but you will live in torment unless you trust enough. ~Frank Crane, Presbyterian minister and writer
I’ve heard that when a healing bracelet breaks, it’s a sign the stones have done all they can do for you, and you need to move on.
Recently, my bracelet did just that, so I used a gloomy, stormy day to make another:
