Breathe. Breathe again. Can you feel that sense of peace?
There are all sorts of new color popping up everywhere. The grass has been allowed to grow wild and free while the flowers put out their blooms. Eventually, they will manicure it to a more tame look. I kind of like it a little on the wild side. But, that is just me. The difference between the State Park looks and the Estate look. Which do you prefer?
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Waking around the pond isn't very far, but, it will give me a mile. Enough to take in the beauty of the day and short enough to fit in my busy morning. I look around me and the artistry of the scene washes over me, to have this view every single day, I know that I am blessed. It's not so much the neighborhood, but, the feeling I get as I am walking through life. The view. My view. And I love how it makes me feel.
What does your view look like?
Take a peek inside of my mailbox. The swallow has come back this year and was not amused that took possession of her house. So they build another and I just didn't have the heart to take it down. No sooner had she added the fluff, but, then she added a few eggs.
Every time I go to check my mail, she eyeballs me with those beady little swallow eyes. I try not to stare or meet her eyes. Hey! I ain't afraid of no bird!!! Maybe.
So the joy may touch your soul
And just like that, this walk is over. Brought to you by
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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
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