One of the great things about where we are living right now is the ability to walk just about anywhere safely. Many people walk or bike to work downtown, and there are 155 parks in the city! They range from a square of grass with a merry-go-round to multi acre parks with wildlife and education centers. The number of hiking trails is bountiful and all are well kept and used by many. Just walking the neighborhood and surrounding areas gets me a 2-4 mile hike in easily and, well, anyone who knows me understands that I would rather be out of doors any day.
On these walks I have the opportunity to view and photograph lots of doors and I have! I just have been remiss in putting together posts. We are slowly getting things in order and I am trying to return to those things which I love. For today’s post I just wanted to share my walk with you which leads off with some great doors. On this day there seemed to be a theme in place and I let myself fall into step with it for a glorious walk.
I love the door decorations. Bees definitely bring the feeling of peace to mind for me.
See what I mean about the ‘theme’? 👍🏻
A bunya friend can always be found darting across a lawn.
The squirrels are so ‘ginger’!
The park nearest to us is about a ten minute walk and has this great waterfall. It’s a peaceful place to sit, cool off and reflect. My grandson loves sitting here too. I picked up a couple of books for him at the little free library and did a preview reading.
I am always amazed that there is never a loss for subject matter in children’s books.
These little free libraries are all over the city and there are even a couple of small free pantries where donated canned and dry goods can be shared.
I’ve been finding feathers daily which is my chosen spirit sign. I’m accepting them with gratitude. 🙏🏻
And so many different ones too!
The second wave of beautiful Summer flower catches my eye and I have to stop for photos.
My friend here is finally getting its feathers back. Apparently the business yard where it hangs out was a good setting for a brawl with some dogs. It looked pretty rough for a couple of weeks.
Tiny yellow blooms look like drops of sunshine on the ground
Most of the sidewalks are shaded so walking is comfortable.
My heart has a special niche for the tiny opportunists. They show their happy faces no matter who is looking.
Hubs and I walked this trail for a bit yesterday. A rare moment of catching me doing what I love most. No, I don’t think I usually stand so awkwardly. 🤭
How about these Blue Spruce trees? So many evergreens here make me want to bust out the decorations and lights and get a little holiday spirit going!
Yep, another one. This one came from a bluejay to be sure. As if to amplify the differences in perception between the two of us, I was marveling at the feather sticking straight up in the grass beside my car door and he said, “Yeah, right next to a pile of old dog sh&*”.
I think the message is clear. If you can look beyond the crap, there is always the promise of Spirit rising.
Let me see if I can find one more door for you, just to keep this ‘legal’ for the Thursday Doors Prompt hosted by our friend Dan. Check out his blog for more great doors and to meet some terrific writers.
This little bee house was built by the campus AG center for their garden. Just look at all those doors! 👏🏻
They gratefully do their work in the garden too.
Next time I will share some photos of the garden. It really is a magical place.
Representing the South and the spirit of Louisiana is this door to the home of my long time best friend. She painted it herself! I think all it needs for football season are 🐯 stripes!
This door leads to a family crypt in Wyuka Cemetery in Lincoln, Nebraska
“WYUKA is a Lakota Indian word meaning “to rest” and upon entering the grounds many tell us a “feeling of calm” comes over them. You are invited to tour the 140-plus rolling acres of trees, shrubs and flower gardens that make Wyuka Cemetery one of the most quietly beautiful places in our state.”
The Nebraska legislature in 1869 passed the act providing that eighty acres of land belonging to the state of Nebraska, not more than three miles distant from the state capitol building, should be selected by a board of trustees and approved by the governor as a state cemetery. The act does not name the cemetery. The name was given after the site had been located and the tradition associated with the name is that it was "Indian" for resting place. This is approximately correct.
Lincoln and Wyuka Cemetery are located in what was Otoe territory. The Otoe language is a dialect of the Dakota or Sioux language. The Omaha and Ponca languages are likewise dialects of the Dakota. The conversion of the Otoe word "wong-kah" into Wyuka is easily understood. Very commonly Indian words are mispronounced, due to the fact that the white man's ear does not correctly catch the exact pronunciation of the Indian tongue.
There yet remains to be determined who of the early pioneers of Lincoln found and bestowed the name Wyuka on the state cemetery.
From Nebraska History and Record of Pioneer Days, 1921
This cemetery is amazing and one could easily spend hours walking through the shady, rolling grounds. There is a rich history among the headstones and crypts. History, poetry, remembrance and love are written in the epitaphs and memorial monuments. Thanks, Hayley, for taking this brief walking tour with me. 🤗
May the mist of Irish magic
Shorten every load
(I love this)❤️
More Spring doors from the neighborhood!
And a sly interloper!
Today’s #ThursdayDoors post brought to you as part of the weekLy prompt hosted by Dan at No Facilities
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