I must apologize for being very absent over the last week; but we had a busy weekend of events, fun, love and mini adventures.
I’ll share more later, but can you guess what we did from this collage? I’ll be catching up on all your blogs this weekend since I will be laying low! 😘❤️
So lovely, this golden sweep across the prairie and such misery it can cause.
Goldenrod is so pretty but so annoying if one has allergies
A bit of Iowa
Hey, Charlotte, don’t leave us hanging…..
We could use a good word. 😏
Her fading, tattered wings speak of a life soon to pass. It’s curious the way that all living things seem to have an accelerated appreciation and hunger for the sweetness of life when the road to eternity looms ahead. We seek to absorb what we can, let go of regret and to leave an imprint that we were here.
I think she has left a beautiful one, don’t you?
I stand in the presence of a memory
Wishing it were my own.
It feels as though it is somehow.
Every step brings me closer, every breath becomes one with the pulse of Mother Earth.
And then I am there, magnificence reaching toward the sky.
Step by step, towards the summit I climb..
Imagine a world where survival means community
and days unfold as a green, gold and azure panorama..
The sky above, the grass below, as life moves in between.
Danger lurks in shadows in the form of angry beasts!
Eat or be eaten as days fade into night.
There is great comfort in knowing how the river flows,
its winding path and where it goes.
Can you imagine a world not knowing what lay ahead? Such peace can only be found in oblivion. And beauty.
Would that we still slept, dreaming perfection in Spirit’s web of bright Creation.
If we knew, would we have changed a thing?
I like to think so….
Photos were taken on a recent day trip to the Etowah Archeological Site and Museum near Cartersville, GA. It was simply beautiful and peaceful there.
I’ve never told him this, but I rely on Dan to supply the #SoCS prompt for me each week. I get the notice for his post first, check it out, copy the link and get mine going. Oh, hi Dan! Thanks for the reminder of the reminder. The truth is I love the ‘If We Were Having a Beer’ stories so much. Congrats on hitting one thousand posts (and congrats to the weary Editor too) 😏
Now, back to that prompt. When I first saw Linda’s prompt I thought it said, ‘earwig’. That word conjured up horrific images of me From my childhood, blissfully watching TV on the cool clean floor on a hot Saturday night until abruptly having my world explode when someone shouts, “stinkbug!” which, in my family, means “earwig”! Then it was mayhem as my Dad went for a shoe and we kids flew in four different directions. Sometimes we even missed Flipper saving Bud. Or Sandy saving Bud, or Bud and Sandy saving Flipper.😱
Then this image flew into my brain.
Rabid Rod Serling (Dan) fans will know the series and the episode immediately. But those of you who don’t can watch it here.
THE most frightening episode of Night Gallery for me. Ever. Wait. Maybe it was the spider that kept crawling up from the sink-only bigger. Or maybe the dummy that came to life. Or maybe….you get the picture.
Well, when I looked twice and realized it was, in fact, ‘earworm’ I breathed a sigh of relief because, God knows, I didn’t want to relive those horrific memories!
Now, darn if I didn’t just post an earworm story Here two days ago.
However, it seems I normally wake up with a new earworm every few days so today’s magical mystery tour brings us to the song that was in the movie last night, The Keeping Hours, oddly enough recognized by another blogging friend a few days ago. It was a fvaorite of mine in the 70’s. You can check out Jill’s blog Over here if you like. The song?
And, now here’s the really strange part about all of this-(cue Twilight Zone intro music) This song has long been my “cure” tune to rid myself of an earworm song. Please don’t ask for the science behind it but just know that it works. Perhaps the slow pace, the concentration it takes to sing the lyrics, or just the fact that it puts me into a meditative romantic place. It works. Every time. What word were we talking about? I’ve forgotten now.
Happy #Free48 guys! Go out and make it memorable. Hugs from me and the bugs!
This one was…so good.
The Keeping Hours. On Netflix now.
I can only compare the feeling to that after reading a Mitch Albom book.
Happy #Free48..
