A few weeks ago, I was cleaning my porch and getting ready to plant when I saw a dove fussing with my triple-tiered planter, trying to arrange a few twigs into a home sweet home. While it is a little inconvenient, it has been so fun watching them pop from their eggs and grow into healthy little doves. Nature sure is amazing.
Note the red maple in the background! It makes for the perfect camouflage for the Dove Family! Welcome to #TreeTuesday initiated by @Old-Guy-Photos. Where you can post anything and everything to do with trees. Big ones, little ones, naked one and ones all dressed up. Trees, please. Any way you want them.
Spring is all around, and Mother Nature has been busy. The magnolia tree is legendary, heralded for their large, beautiful flowers, and the sweetness of their fragrance. Hail Spring, for the magnolia is in bloom!
Mighty oaks from little acorns grow
Once upon a time, these boards were a tree, and now they are merely a means to keep the cows inside the pasture. A tree that is not nearly a tree any longer. And of course, the pasture has trees all around it to give those poor cows a little bit of shade when the summer comes.
Speaking of the Mighty Oak? This was at Arlington Cemetery and I imagine that this oak was but a tiny thought when it was planted. It is almost a memory now.
There must be a flower. Always. This flower is dedicated to #TuesdayOrange #ColorChallenge by @Kalemandra! Let it color my world, today, and every single day. Yes, please.
Thank you for visiting my post 💖 Because of you, I come back to post again and again, I am encouraged by you, for the time you take to visit, comment or even upvote. For all of these reasons, I am eternally grateful. Don't ever forget what a wonderful world we live in, people. Let's hold hands around the globe and make this earth really spin. Some days, it is not as easy to see, how wonderful it really is. Kindness counts. Wherever you go, whatever you do.
I always post this poem down at the bottom of my posts. It is one that has become so near and dear to my heart. I only post the most famous part of it, but, wanted to post it in its entirety today.
they set my aunts house on fire
i cried the way women on tv do
folding at the middle
like a five pound note.
i called the boy who use to love me
tried to ‘okay’ my voice
i said hello
he said warsan, what’s wrong, what’s happened?
i’ve been praying,
and these are what my prayers look like;
dear god
i come from two countries
one is thirsty
the other is on fire
both need water.
later that night
i held an atlas in my lap
ran my fingers across the whole world
and whispered,
"where does it hurt?"
it answered,
"everywhere"
"everywhere"
"everywhere"
warsan shire