The clouds have loosed their cover
so the sun’s come out to play.
It’s hard to find more beauty
than a sunny Northwest Day.
The clouds have loosed their cover
so the sun’s come out to play.
It’s hard to find more beauty
than a sunny Northwest Day.
“May you live in interesting times.”
You must agree: We do!
I’d like a little boredom,
if it’s all the same to you.
I’m counting up my blessings.
The number is so high
that my count of many blessings
reaches nearly to the sky.
The groundhog has no shadow.
He’s decided he will hide
inside his buried burrow
‘til the winds and snow subside.
But back in Pennsylvania
they have Punxatawney Phil,
who’s bolder far and ready
to face up to winter chill.
So some of us think winter days
and some are thinking spring.
And none of us has any clue
what coming days will bring.
I am writing for the future.
I am writing for the past.
I am writing for posterity.
I hope my words will last.
I am writing for amusement.
I am writing for the fun.
I am writing ‘cause I love
to write from dawn to setting sun.
I love to see the words I write.
I love to feel them flow.
I am loving what I’m writing
and it makes my glad heart glow!
I stepped outside.
Looked all around me.
Not a single groundhog
did I see.
If there’s no groundhog,
then how will I know,
if we’re gonna have
some winter snow?
May Love and Blessings come your way.
May you know Joy this very day!
I’d be a vegetarian if I could give up meat.
The world is filled with tasty things that I could use to eat.
But I really cannot lie to you. I cannot tell a fib.
I must admit I really like delicious, hot prime rib.
Google says that it could snow –
–white flurries mixed in rain –
She says that it could be awhile
‘fore we see sun again.
I think that I will hunker down
and sip a cup of tea…
and tell the dreary universe
to stay away from me!
Happy Birthday, Precious One.
May joy be yours today.
In celebration of your life,
we send our love your way.