By reading my blog you give me the opportunity to do the work I love to do, that is talk about life and its various aspects.
I know, wandering around is one of the things I do best, so I thank you for respecting my voice while I do it.
I’m a seeker, and I figure that you, being here, must be one too.
They say we didn’t come into this life with a manual on how to live it, but what if in our wanderings, we find one.
It’s Thanksgiving in two days, didn’t we
just do that?
am thankful, that’s not it.
I believe in being thankful every day,
it’s just that time is speeding up so fast I can’t keep track of it.
being a tropical person at heart, I do not look forward to wintry days, but
here I am in Oregon.
I grew up in Oregon and loved the snow.
As a kid,I would awaken in the night and look out the
window to see it had snowed, but then we
lived up a long sweeping road, and us kids would ride our sleds for miles down the long incline. Of course, that meant hiking back up the hill, but that didn’t matter. Hot chocolate was waiting at home in
a warm house.
Then I spent some 20 years in
California, guess I grew soft.
raved and exclaimed, and praised last spring for we had moved into a home new
to us, and with that came flowers someone else had planted, and I didn’t know existed.I felt that someone had daily presented a bouquet to me. And that will come again.
I will enjoy the winter, and snuggle in and write and read, and if it snows I
will note the silence of it, and smell the freshness of the air, and watch the sparkles in the air that are minuscule ice crystals.
Rauschenbusch, American writer, 1861, wrote the following. I added the pictures.
Thanksgiving Day Prayer
For the wide
sky and the blessed sun,
the salt sea and the running water,
the everlasting hills And the never-resting winds, For trees and the common
We thank you for our senses By which we
hear the songs of birds, And see the splendor of the summer fields,