Anticipation -
Hope and joy held in the heart
Ready to burst forth.
Anticipation-
We’re going to Washington
To see the grandkids,
And see the parents-
We will check out museums
Smell the cherry blooms.
Reconnect again.
Enjoying the company
Til’ it’s time to leave.
Anticipation-
Off to California
To see the grandkids,
And see the parents-
We will check out the ocean
Smell the fresh breezes.
Reconnect again.
Enjoying the company
Til’ it’s time to leave.
A flicker of light~ Twinkling and twirling around... Fireflies at night.
While in Minnesota, our Ukrainian friends saw fireflies for the first time. They were excited. We were with them one evening, and the fireflies were dancing all around us. We all enjoyed seeing the fireflies, as well as our friend’s excitement.
I told them the one and only time I saw a hedgehog was in Ukraine, and it was exciting to see it. We walked to a village after class one day, to an interpreter’s home, and we saw a cute, little hedgehog tucked away on the side of the path.
God is creative!
“God made the animals according to their kinds, the livestock according to their kinds, and all the crates that move along the ground according to their kinds. And God saw that it was good.” Genesis 1:24
The days go quickly...
And I want to live them well...
I pray for wisdom.
Valerie
Words can deceive folks, but the actions that we take reveal our true selves. Sheri Eichhorn
Twenty Twenty-Two:
One more trip around the sun -
Ponder lessons learned.
Cheers to the new year!
Welcome Twenty Twenty-Three.
Adventures await!
Valerie
I like this quote:
Tomorrow {Today} is the first blank page of a 365-page-book. Write a good one.
Brad Paisley
Fall color tour... Fluorescent orange, yellow, reds, A beautiful gift!
I did not enhance these photos, before or after taking theses pictures.
The leaves were that brilliant.
Tiny red feather Stood out among the birdseed... A love gift for me?
I’m going with the idea it was left behind as a love token for me. 😉
We’re just past the blooming season of lilacs. Below are three haikus about the delightful spring flower.
A lilac bouquet on a dining room table brings nature inside. (by Sheri Eichhorn)
A transport in time The fragrance of a lilac Where does it take you? (by Valerie)
Lilacs in new bloom Are the most beautiful smell Nature offers us. (by Sheri Eichhorn)
I was the benefactor of an unexpected gift recently. I can’t remember the last time I received an unanticipated gift. A gift, intended only for me…for no reason…no special occasion. A friend just thought of me when she saw the gift, bought it and wrapped in up in a “brown paper package tied up with string”.
Wonder, why, love…were the thoughts and questions I asked myself as I read the sticker on the paper with the string forming a frame around the words, “Thanks for being you.” I was deeply touched.
I carefully untied the string and removed the brown paper. It was a small, vintage book titled, One year of haiku. What a thoughtful gift. I like books, especially old ones. I write haikus, and like to read haikus written by others. The gift inspires me…not only to write haikus, but to pay it forward.
Thank you, friend.
And so, I wrote a haiku: Given from the heart Unexpected gift tag read Thanks for being you.
Lent is soon over: it’s Good Friday, but Easter Sunday is coming! Here are three haikus I wrote for this year’s Lenten journey.
Fast from complaining, And alter your mindset to Feast on gratitude.
Practice a new way. Fast from being critical, Feast on uplifting.
Lent can be a time to exercise letting go and form new habits.
I trust these reminders will carry on.
Time for spring cleaning It is a lot of hard work, But satisfying. When it’s done, I’m glad. But, there is always more to do. For now, it’s enough. As spring emerges~ It’s time for new adventures. Wonder what they’ll be?
As we were spring cleaning last week, I brought down a clown that sits on a high shelf, to dust it off. As I was dusting it, I was transported down memory lane.
This clown was from my mom’s collection. She had quite a fun collection. I wish I had taken a photo of all the different clowns she had at one time. Whenever I see a clown figurine, I think of her. She died in 2009.
I kept one of her clowns. It’s a wonderful clown, with masks that can be put on and off its face. Not only is the clown a nice remembrance of my mother, but also, it evokes fond memories from when we would go visit her when my boys were little. They would always ask grandma if they could change out the masks on that clown. She would say “yes”, and they boys would carefully put on a new mask.
After cleaning up the clown, we put it back up on the shelf, where it stands tall (ready to perform for us I think) until the next time.