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Monthly Archives: September 2012

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This past week, the sun is setting earlier and the light on the trees is bright and fascinating to watch as the sun quickly sets.

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Tree top detail can be seen.

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I love this view with the curtain framing it.

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Thanks to Becca for sharing her Sunday Trees post with me.

Sunday Trees – 46

by becca givens

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last child out of house
waiting for the boomerang
house waiting return
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return came, then left
boomerangs and transitions
of ones own children

adult children grow
settle with own families
“Gram”? me ? Don’t think so !

free to sleep, travel,
not worry whose home, whose not
waiting for, “MuM, help”
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no calls, no return
can it be I’m alone now ?
grandchildren change that !

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“Stay on your end and no one will get hurt ! “

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Choose your own battles
not those others choose to fight
wise men say often
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battlefields in love
or battlefields in war are lost
if win not the goal
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battlefields in court
the lawyers are the winners
money their vision
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Trees, feeders can be
battleground for birds, ducks and
tiny hummingbirds
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card table war zone
for many singles, couples
winner takes home the prize
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Footprints on my heart
keep me thinking of your love
always, forever
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You moved far away
children do that sometimes and
go where the jobs are
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Love you forever,
Remember the book we’d read ?
Footprints on my soul.

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I got confused on the day of the week.
Have worked 17 days … now 4 off …
and checking the calendar realized I didn’t
post the footprints haiku.  No time like the
present to catch up.☺
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waltz right up, speak up
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that’s her way to meet someone
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startling, effective

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Waltzed across her heart
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with soft sweeping steps of love
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cad:  waltzed out  same way

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waltzed across the room
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confident,  full of  “I’m hot”
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snubbed,  waltzed back,  to wall
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Sailing paper boat under cerulean skies: what a time I’d have.

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When a child I dreamed
to sail over the huge pond
in a paper boat
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Newspaper sail boat
red sails, finest rice paper
a fine trip I’d have
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Sail to far off lands
see Eiffel tower, windmills
Holland’s spring tulips

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Beautiful afternoon for a cat nap !

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Bianca
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Deep sleep in the sun

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Comfy sleep on soft pillows

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ALWAYS listening

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deep sleeps in the sun
comfy sleep on soft pillows
ALWAYS listening

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Fall foliage 9/22/2012 at Perry’s Nut House, Belfast, Maine

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Sunset on the Union River 9/22/2012

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Large families try
organization to max
to me: a dull roar
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you can hear silence
lakeside in the countryside
deafening to hear
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her left hand, right hand
my right hand, is the wrong hand
can  we both be right ?
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This is one feeding station at the house where I work. In the evening, when the weather is nice, we sit on a screened porch and watch for birds to come to the feeders. There haven’t been any hummingbirds recently…and will find a photo of earlier months this summer to add…but time is of the essence to post…The hummingbirds are amazing to watch.

Tiny hummingbird

joy to the bird lovers world

beautiful to watch

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Details of Response Painting in Muses Challenge “It’s Raining in Bangor”, acrylic origianal by Sigrid Saradunn

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Kodak moment:   wins!
pictured end mentally
end product perfect !
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Prayers sent above
An Episcopal moment
Soul stirring moment
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Birth of an idea
some moments to remember
call them what you wish !
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Note…in second verse,
any faith/church/spiritual
practice can be inserted…
this is what I call the moment
of the birth of an idea thru
prayer.

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