And call me Bob. Follow me Here for more of my story. 😉. It involves a mother, her son, a tradition and surprises. Pop over to my new space to read about the fun.
I have found there is always a Harry Potter moment that will apply to things in life. I even found a way to apply it to today’s SoCS prompt from Linda Hill. The word is cave and can be used as a verb or a noun.
I decided on a name. A band. And a song from one of my favorite Harry Potter installments, The Deathly Hallows.Enjoy your weekend!
It seems appropriate in these dark times to look for the light now more than ever….
Hi! Happy #free48! Follow me to my latest post on Dreaming existence This post brought to you by Linda Hill’s #SoCS prompt animal sounds. Visit her blog for info on participation and meet other great bloggers.
I hope you’ll visit me at Dreaming Existence for today’s post Tremors .
i look forward to seeing you there!
Anyone who has ever followed my blog or knows me well understands my idea of peace. While I continue to envision and pray for universal peace, I know that true peace can only be found within each soul individually. Every one of us is responsible for finding that place which we can retreat to for solace, comfort and the assurance that all will be well in our souls.
For those who accept the idea that our lives are guided by a higher power, Peace then comes in that knowledge and acceptance, each finding their own way of communion with Spirit. What name this guiding force is called matters not. If universal naming were important we would all be in trouble here.
What matters most is that every living thing find a common pulse, that place in which we all become one, even for a moment. Call it prayer, meditation, communion or simply quieting the mind from the constant chatter that we have come to know as commonplace in our lives.
The peace I find comes in the shade of the Creator’s Love, this beautiful spinning orb of rock, water, gases and cellular magnificence we call Earth..and home. I spent my Thanksgiving breathing, relaxing and being. I spent yesterday reveling in our home and its inhabitants. This is my church and these are my fellow worshippers. We are thankful for our breath and what each if us knows as perfection in life. The genuine moments of peace that sustain us through hardship and loss. These are the gifts, the treasure, the cool shade of a Love that knows no limit.
It is a good thing to find joy wherever you may be. It is another to be in a place where joy bombards you from all directions. For me that place is within the living world.
May you find a reason to be thankful in every day.
This post is brought to you by Linda Hill’s #SoCS prompt.
If our walk made you thirsty, head on over to Dan’s place. They are serving up cold ones in spite of the impending snow predictions. 😉
No, not that kind of duck delight, you carnivorous foodies.
This kind of duck delight comes only when you happen to be a bird fanatic and move into a home with a huge pond in your back yard where all kinds of water birds visit or live every day.
The delight comes mighty early, depending on when I creep onto the lanai with coffee and make a bit of noise. This incites a voyage of serious fowl from across the pond to arrive with hungry, pitiful squawks for breakfast. These guys and gals are friendly but don’t play when it comes to getting their fair share.
A few strays flitted in near the end of breakfast and tried to fight for some tidbits, but the residents would have none of it and quickly sent them waddling..
We love our new neighbors, all of the two legged varieties. 😀 I might never leave this delightful place without putting up a fight.
This post brought to you courtesy of Linda Hill’s #SoCS prompt.
Check out her place for other great prompts and more blog posts by talented bloggers.
Today’s prompt was to use ght.
Come and get it!
This post is brought to you by Linda Hill’s SoCS prompt for today, “nuts”. Visit her blog page for the rules and link to other great posts!
And if you need a beer and some time talk , stop by Dan’s place. The bar is serving up some new appetizers!
These are older images that called for a revisit with today’s prompt. Happy #free48 everyone!
“Where?” I ask, holding my breath and my macro lens in anticipation of something wonderful.
He points to something among the tomato leaves. I see a fine wisp of silk gently swaying but nothing else.
”I can’t see anything,” I repeat, moving carefully closer and raising the lens just in case.
“Just below my finger here,” he places his finger slightly closer with a careful instruction as to what leaf I should be looking at. “She has a yellow marking,” he adds.
With each of our movements she scrambles protectively and I up my stealth meter.
“Ah! I see her now,” I whisper, relieved and excited by yet another miraculous minuscule inhabitant in my little garden. Snap. I take a photo, just in case she disappears into miniature oblivion before I can manage a better shot.
She does have yellow markings! If I can just get close enough without alarming her spidey senses….
Yes! She will pose for the crazy camera lady. Her mother must have warned her of the perils in living here.
’You must be brave,’ she advised, ‘and always look your finest. This could be your chance to shine before all the world and to change the hearts of humans towards our kind. I shall always be with you, little one,” the mother’s voice faded into the blue as her tiny creation floated away on the silken strand of separation.
“Now, I must be inconspicuous,” the tiny one reminded herself. “Just blend in and be singularly magnificent.” She took a deep breath and began weaving….
unobtrusive, camaflouged, concealed, hidden, indistinct, insignificant, low-key, ordinary, plain, quiet, retiring, secretive, shy, subtle, tenous, modest, unassuming, unemphatic, unostentatious..
With unobtrusive brilliance she was born,
on an unassuming cloudless Summer morn,
her presence cleverly concealed
as her mother sought to shield
her tender newness.
She camaflouged the nest
and delivered her bequest
to the plain and modest few
that she barely even knew.
”My children,” she delivered
as they blinked and softly shivered,
”You must leave, I cannot follow
for my path leads to the hollow.”
(she looks to the soft earth)
”Keep yourself concealed
and soon shall be revealed
the wonder of your unimposing
walk through Mother’s world.
Although you be discretional
you’ll surely be exceptional
as long as you remain
unnoticed, unseen, plain.
But when She comes,
who has the eye
to see your beauty
by and by,
do not run!
Stand as brave as she
and as unimposing be
to share an ordinary
glimpse of life’s perfection.”
Then they floated out of sight,
unnoticed, to their plight
like dust drifting through the air
to their future,
who knows where…
Cheryl KP copyright
Today’s post brought to you by Linda Hill’s SoCS prompt
This touching scene from one of my favorite children’s books put to film says it all…
Today’s prompt was the word where.
Use it to begin the post and for bonus points end the post with it as well. Visit Linda’s blog for more great prompts and the chance to meet some amazing bloggers.
If you’re thirsty, hop over to the bar today and chack out Dan’s world. His recent project is turning out quite nicely!
Today’s #SoCS prompt was to give instructions for anything you know how to do. This particular project has been an ongoing one for me with over 60 years of research and experience at this point. While I am, admittedly, no expert, the method I have presented has proven to be the most effective for maximum enjoyment and minimum discomfort.
That little bee moth in the last photo was drowning until I helped him out with a piece of landscape bark. He instantly flew off, breathing in…breathing out…
Happy #Free48 dear friends and check out what is going on at the Crossroads via Dan’s post today.