Life’s interesting. Sometimes it feels like life‘s just one thing after another. Just when you think you’ve got it all figured out and it’s smooth sailing ahead, something else shows up. I keep telling myself don’t worry too much about what’s up ahead, it’ll all work out—just keep paddling….
Yesterday’s butterfly was on blue, today it’s brown. Could be it true?….we’re all here in the same boat between heaven and earth, just living life, doing our best, one day at a time, this time around.
I can’t be sure which part of this dream is me and which part is the butterfly.
The carnival finally closed down for another year. Last night at sundown, I walked through the church grounds to take a few pictures. I took this one not knowing anything about the history of clowns. The view simply caught my attention. I thought it might be a thought-provoking juxtaposition of images. Little did I know that it would be a perfect illustration of an historical fact: Clowns have been long been around, since around 2400 BC. They held socio-economic and psychological significance and, traditionally, the roles of priest and clown were held by the same person.
What a coincidence!
It’s early Sunday morning and I hear the crows outside squawk-squawk-squawking…. I don’t have their picture, so this one will have to do. Good morning, have a great day!
Looking off into the distance quiets my mind enough to hear the river down below running by….and to see the music in the clouds up high. Could it be that all of life every day, all day and all night, is one long song.
I read this once: Every day passes whether you participate or not. If you are not careful when you come to the end of your life, you may have only regrets.
I tell myself: Make the most of today every day, make every day your song. Sing…. just do it!
It’s 9/20/22 and no one’s staying home tonight in Oreland, PA! Everyone young and old is at the annual carnival tonight. Tons of fun for the whole family—especially children. I hear the howls and screams of a thousand smiling faces on ride after ride. I see games galore and prize after prize held tight in happy arms. Tons of food: funnel cakes and cotton candy, fried Oreos, cheese fries, chicken, sausages, burgers and dogs, ice cold drinks and just for the grown-ups there’s beer and wine and BINGO under the tent!
Come to the Oreland carnival September 20-24, 2022
I am a Jersey gal, grew up in Trenton, and for a time lived just outside the entrance to these fairgrounds. As a kid, I remember roaming around day after day exploring the grounds during the off-season and discovering the many wonders there. I loved it.
….like I’ve said before time and time again, you never know what you might come across walking through the woods. My foot is pretty big, a lady’s size 9 or 9 1/2. This mushroom is bigger than big—WOW!! 😃
Raindrops woke me up last the night. I couldn’t sleep. What a treat!
