What inspires you? I always wonder what inspires other people. One person’s inspiration may come from the actions of another, reading a book, or poem, or even coming across a quote. Another may be inspired by music, the sound of children’s laughter, or silence that encourages reflective thinking. No two people are inspired in quite the same way – it is as unique as the sound of your laughter. Different things inspire me on different days. At the moment, I am aroused by the Autumn Foliage showing off every shade of beautiful she has. How about you? Tell me, do.
Split rail fences, stonewall, adding to the allure or dividing the property. It doesn't subtract the beauty, au contraire. It is multiplied. Definitely that.
It's Wednesday! We are walking! As always, I want to thank @Tattoodjay for hosting the #WednesdayWalk challenge! It is a challenge that allows you to share what you see as you walk through your day. Show me where you walked today, I want to see what you got to see and hear what you have to say. If you want to do the challenge, drop him a link on his #WednesdayWalk post here, so he can try to visit yours! Whatever your day looks like, it is worth a walk-through. You can't always have sunshine and rainbows, but, you can always have a #WednesdayWalk!
A woodland walk among the trees
Guided by the gentlest breeze
Branches so green midway through the forest
Shading my view of the much bigger views
Until
One day
My tall, sturdy knight
Standing through the weather
The seasons of life
He swayed to the right just a bit
Then fell to the ground
Life will never be the same
In that corner of the forest
Taking with him, the truth as we know it
Littering the Earth
I feel like I have missed parts of these last three years, allowing Covid to change the path of my life, working more, playing harder, and trying not to let too much of life pass by me when I wasn't paying attention or was too busy to think. That is okay, this too shall pass. It did. Thankfully. I am feeling more positive about things in general, and even Mother Nature seems a little bit more amenable this year. I guess, to be honest, I never stopped doing things, even going camping and pony swims, biking, hiking, and even keeping pace with exercising. I ate more than I needed to survive and was delighted that I was so sinful. YOLO, Yes? I couldn't agree more.
I walk out of the Appalachian Trail to this overlook, one which I come to almost every year. I am not sure if it coincidence or if I migrate to this spot without making plans for it. It is always beautiful, no matter what time of year it is. It is high, so there is color there, blending together for a private show. It is my favorite show today, despite the miles I have hiked. The ridges are laced in the fog of the morning here.
I close my eyes to the sounds around me, breathing in this song without words. Instrumentally perfect for the day in front of me.
A dreamy image that lifts the heart for the journey of the words...I feel the bliss of the moment. In case I don't say it enough and I know I don't. I want to thank you for the shower of wonderful that you spray down upon my pictures every single day. And just like that, this post is over. Come back tomorrow and we will do it again!
A flower. #alwaysaflower There must always be a flower to color my world. You are always such a positive presence on this digital highway, so many of you leave me such lovely messages. Beautiful words. Beautiful souls. Thank you.
All I have are my words, armed in my mind, written in pen, stand by stand. Oh, yes. Still by hand. It has a different feel. Altered not by keys, backspace, and delete, I write, erase, tear it to pieces and start all over again. And again.
It’s my way. I walk out to the deep end of the page and dive right in.
"Denise Antoinette"
Sometimes following your heart means losing your head over things you cannot control..
Courtesy of my friend, Planet Jeff
The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I -
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Robert Frost
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