Once again, Linda Hill has given us a Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt that I can sink my teeth into.
I always seem to find the heart in so many things I see, especially Nature. This Earth shares its bounty and love with the humans who tread it and I’ve seen her messages many times.
Well, it was a commercial rendition of potato love…
But this was the real deal. I found it on my oldest son’s wedding day when I made potato salad for the reception.
This tree in Roswell, GA was sharing its love with everyone who took time to notice
Let’s have a kiss then…
This sunflower has a really big heart
“Please don’t break my heart.”
Butterfly hearts are always beating for love…
Forever in my heart..
A morning heart!
Dragonflies making hearts in love at the Sunken Gardens in Lincoln, NE
I may not be the Queen of Hearts but I am definitely in the court. 😉❤️
While there are many songs that speak to issues of the heart, this one is a favorite…
One of the best things about living in paradise is the abundance of nature’s children who live and play just outside the front door. I’ve been watching these Bronzed Cowbirds for a few weeks. While I appreciate the beauty and mystical associations of the family of blackbirds, I haven’t been overly enthralled by them until now.
Every day they show up after the rains to peck the ground for seeds and bugs. Every day he does his mating dance. She doesn’t seem impressed, however. Poor fellow. I’ve been fortunate to finally get a video of their interaction and a series of photos. The lighting wasn’t perfect at 10 am on an overcast morning. Still, I think he looks magnificent. Maybe she could give him a nod..
I edited these using my Google Photos editor which I accidentally discovered is pretty awesome with the newest updates, nearly as good as the Pixelmator Editor I normally use.While I will never get over losing Picasa, this was a nice and convenient substitute.
Wow. It seems like more than a week since we left. Well, we actually returned on Tuesday. Exactly a week for the trip. We have to return to the states every six months to follow up on hubby’s treatment. He’s doing well! So much to be thankful for. Neither place we call home is under attack by a foreign country. We wake to the sounds of birds and the wind whispering through the trees, not exploding bombs and air raid signals. My heart breaks for Ukraine and its leader, its courageous people and the entire planet we take for granted.
It’s wake up up time folks. Feeling snug as a bug in our safe little homes won’t keep climate change away, won’t stop maniacal men from rising to power and destroying everything beautiful and sacred in the world. We have to fight the wave of narcissistic authoritarian uprising that will be the end of our true freedoms.
How?
Speak up, speak out, refuse to go along. Fear is the real enemy. Fear of losing material things, fear of being different, fear of losing family or friends who don’t feel the same way. There is no ‘good’ and ‘evil’ in the world. Those concepts inspire helplessness while we wait for good to save us and cower before the power of evil.
Fear incites all ‘evil’ acts, from stealing candy at a store or money from your Mom’s purse to bombing abortion clinics and storming innocent children at school with assault weapons. And the fear mongers are rising, spreading hatred and vitriol like fertilizer for the simple minded.
Love is acceptance, compassion, understanding, patience, caring, consideration, empathy, grace and forgiveness. What it is not and should not be is complacence and passivity. We must use our voices, fight for our voting rights and raise our children and grandchildren to love. Creating emotional strength in our kids gives them the foundation for doing good work in their lives. And, yes, once again the responsibility falls on the parents. Our newborns are like a a blank canvas. What we put to the canvas from day one determines the path they follow. While we can’t walk that path for them, we can instill the ideals, morals and fortitude they will need to survive this life that seems to be getting more tangled every day.
While the voices of madness ring loud and clear around us, blaring from our mobile devices and being given attention by the foolish media, too many loving people sit by, shaking their heads in defeated silence. Ukraine as a country should be an example. Only we save ourselves.
Soapbox going back in the closet now. I hear birds!
Oh yes.. the trip.
Good report from the doctor, a small amount of time with family and a trip to storage for some ‘treasures’ to bring comfort. I’ll let the photos speak for themselves…
David airport.
First time I EVER. Not bad for fast food-when you never eat it. 😛
Oh yeah, time to settle in for some Mulder actuon. 😍
Sunrise…
Somrare to get a really great frozen coffee. Most taste like chocolate shakes. This one was amazing. The bagel? Meh.. average.
The penis! The penis! Look at those contrails though….
“Please, sit. And watch me golf.” Anytime little bug, anytime.
Hello Paw Paw.
What a swing!
“Please can you get my drums?” Of course! Maw Maw is your servant.
Can you guess our lunch destination? 😋
My mountain climbing skills came in handy while box surfing. Still didn’t find that quilt. 😒
Hi guys! I saw them but this is an older image.
Yes! It snowed the day before our return trip.
Pretty but 🥶🥶🥶🥶
See? I got a walking stick like you!
Wands.. not just for magic!
Mia wanted out!
My favorite bakery! I had a lemon tart. No photo, gone too fast.
Tipsy Tina tacos on the way out of town.
More Maw Maw time
Twinsies..
Happy Birthday Liam!
Even Paw Paw got hugs.
Brand new hiking boots failed on their maiden voyage. 🤦♀️
