Tree In Change
It was said, don’t fly too high, or get too close to the sun.
But the trees climb to light, and show themselves to everyone.
It was said, don’t fly too high, or get too close to the sun.
But the trees climb to light, and show themselves to everyone.
Sometimes the sky is freedom, other times it presses like a heavy load. Either way, you can’t go wrong with the view from the old Dryer Road.
We are so busy in our lives. There’s time, but too rare is it that time, we make. Mostly, it is the allowances that we welcome, our time it does take. So, slow down, take ten minutes or so, and go where this takes you. It’s safe I assure you, and visit as often as you would like to.
Is there no lucidity in a month of moments ensuring one can share the pain?
A luminary is gone, one who would, in time, opponents’ favor to gain.
#happyindependenceday Enjoying the freedoms we still have. May God bless the USA.
Capture Me in a Picture What is a poor boy to do, while finding his way, When the picture calls, inviting him in to stay?
Tomorrow is Father’s Day and I wanted to get this off of my mind before the actual day. Over the last couple of weeks this thought has been creeping into my psyche a little more often every day. Until these last few days, when it has downright bugged me, bothered me, and otherwise haunted me. I asked my wife yesterday, “What am I supposed to do on Father’s Day, with no father, for the first time in my life?”
I suppose I still don’t know the answer. But I know that I miss my Dad an awful lot.
