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I’m In!

Autumn, cemetery, creation, death, Dreaming Reality, Happiness, life, love, Memories, mother nature, photography, Uncategorized

Dear Lord I can’t believe it. After weeks of being too

a) stressed

b) busy

c) uninspired

d) busy

e) couldn’t get into my account!

I finally remembered the secret password to get into my own space once again. But, now what to do with such freedom? Since returning from our wonderful trip to visit all the grandchildren Life has been so hectic, yet without exploration, sans excursions and short on inspiration. Sigh..

I am ~~hoping~~ anticipating new adventures coming up soon that I can share with you. For now we are in flux, transition and eyeball deep in moving boxes. Stay tuned, for I miss sharing beautiful things with you all. Meanwhile, I am trying to catch up on blog posts but forgive me for being so far behind. I’m still here, still love your words and images, and am still seeking the small and mighty miracles in this insane world we call life.

831F7D68-EBDA-472D-B471-FECB7AA6EF5F — My guys

B87EDF8C-77B8-42DA-9D16-1D6181BD651C — Laughter in the cemetery is a must

33DA0930-37F2-4B8E-BE2E-94D181F14CEF — This memorial to honor fallen firefighters was moving

C5EA4012-153C-413A-86E1-A807FA4007A1 — From any angle the statue was striking

01E62FF3-3986-4D38-A36D-2E82B7E17121 — There are quite a few famous and infamous people buried here

Some of the more famous people buried in Wyuka Cemetery are George Starkweather and Gordon McRae.

We didn’t get to see every marker but my little buddy helped me to find many very interesting headstones. It was beautiful and nippy there in Cornhusker land. What a grand time seeing everyone.

I always feel like the silence of the cemetery welcomes life and laughter with open arms, like they are saying,

“Thanks for remembering us here.”
Stay tuned…I’ll be back when life slows down to a dull roar. Meanwhile, a word from Ghandi…

Lincoln Church/#Thursday Doors

#ThursdayDoors, church, Dreaming, Dreaming Reality, Enchanted, flowers, life, love, moments, moon, photography, Uncategorized

Unlike my tenacious blogging buddy, Dan Antion, I don’t have a lot of research to add to this week’s door photo. The First Plymouth Church of Lincoln was beautiful and peaceful. My new daughter-in-law and dear friend introduced us to it while on an evening walk during our recent trip to Lincoln for their wedding. She thought I would like it. I loved it! Just click on the link above to find out more about the services and mission statement.

From their website:

“First Plymouth Congregational church is a merger of two congregations. On the morning of Sunday, August 19, 1866, First Congregation was organized in what was then known as Lancaster, Nebraska. It was and is the first congregation to be organized in the town. One year later, the name of the town was changed to Lincoln.

In 1869, the congregation completed its first building, a 25 by 40 foot structure at 13th and L streets where the Cornhusker Hotel is now located. The congregation grew and prospered along with the city…”

There are now two locations of the church.

The church is broadly diverse and non-denominational with intricate architectural accents-a work of art canvased against a bright Nebraska skyline. There is even a sitting garden with a wall of internment memorials, simple yet significant.

I am sharing it here along with a few other images from our walk. Happy Friday my friends. It has been a long week now that I am once again so away far from my precious treasures…

I was captivated by this magical garden

Gazing balls always entice me!

So many alleys, so little time for exploring.

It was a nice evening for a walk. The church was only a few blocks away which gave us a chance to enjoy the beautiful old homes and landscape. Eventually the church rose ahead of us, partially hidden in the shade of the trees.

Hayley tells me the bells ringing on Sunday morning is really beautiful. I am sorry I missed that.

fullsizeoutput_3818 — The tower was so impressive. I am not certain who the images are but perhaps saints or famous religious figures.

fullsizeoutput_39f3 — A long distance image of the front door

fullsizeoutput_39f4 — I love the quote over the door

fullsizeoutput_39f8 — More of the unique sculpture on the grounds

The garden has a beautiful view of the distant skyline and is very peaceful.

As a photographer, it was the architectural details that really caught my eye. If you ever get to Lincoln, you should at least drive by for a visit.

With the sun setting, we took a few more photos and headed home. We had a wedding to be ready for! Next time…..

Norm Frampton is on holiday until October, but visit the link for this week’s guest host site and more great doors!

Lonesome/#NationalTrainDay

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I want to express my sincerest apologies to all train enthusiasts out there. My yesterday got away from me with a mere nod to one of my blogging friend’s favorite events of the year! So, Dan. I am very sorry, sir. I am behind my times.

I was making merry in my way yesterday, getting things done and feeling happy; and that is sufficient unto itself, as is said. As I sit here in my room, listening to the train that rolls by several times a day, I am thankful for such small pleasures. It is a bit sad that they are apparently not allowed to blow the whistle while traveling through this area, but the low rumbling of the cars on the rails is still most comforting to me as I wonder where she has been and where she is headed.

I am posting just a few of my most recent train photos, although I have so many over the years and not the time to peruse my archives.

I can only think of one person who aptly expresses my emotions when I see, hear or step aboard a train. Have a listen to Hank’s rendition as you look at my little collection.

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This photo is cool because the man who took the photo said the train was pulling all engines and they were all running a once, making a thunderous sound. You can read about the city of Austell’s founder Alfred Austell, here.

I will hopefully be posting separately for Mother’s Day. Meanwhile, I have fun plans for the day with one of my sons. I hope all of you find a way to honor the mother influences in your lives, both within and without.

Happy #Free48!