Birthday celebrations!

Alex is 9 years old today!!

Early morning .... opening presents!

Happy face!

Jamming!

- oOo -

"Too much of a good thing can be wonderful ... !"

Birthday Cake

Party time!!

Jumping castle!

Fun in the sun!

- Birthday wishes ... Alex -

Dear Precious Child ---

First and always - like the sunrise - you are perfect Love.

You show us how to feel life.

How to roll in it, run with it.

How amazing to see it through your eyes!

You are so kind to others - always first to see the perfection of Spirit in their eyes.

The stars shine your magnificence -

the wind whispers your perfection.

My love for you could never be less, will always be more.

- oOo -

- Bagworms & Bullfrogs -

- oOo -

October flush

How did the rose ever open its heart and give this world all its beauty? It felt the encouragement of Light against its Being. --- Hafiz

Dandelion Thinking ...

I took this photo a few days ago ...  it reminded me of this beautiful poem -

Dandelion Thinking

- Monica Cromhout - 

Dandelions
don't care

that nobody cares

to cultivate dandelions.

Dandelions
 don't know

that everyone knows -

they grow everywhere.

Underfoot. In cracks.
 Extravagantly.
-----

The smell of Spring ...!

Don't you love the smell of Spring? I can smell it coming each year - it makes me come alive - both inside and outside!

I thaw my winter bones and spring into creativity.

... Earth laughs in flowers ...
  

These treasures appear in my garden each year ...

In the pond ... 

Colourburst!

Covering the pergola ... 

I looooove Spring - both inside and outside......!

The Journey

The Journey 

- Mary Oliver -

One day you finally knew

what you had to do, and began,

though the voices around you

kept shouting

their bad advice-

though the whole house

began to tremble

and you felt the old tug

at your ankles.

"Mend my life!"

each voice cried.

But you didn't stop.

You knew what you had to do,

though the wind pried

with its stiff fingers

at the very foundations,

though their melancholy

was terrible.

It was already late

enough, and a wild night,

and the road full of fallen branches and 

stones.

but little by little,

as you left their voices behind,

the stars began to burn

through the sheets of clouds,

and there was a new voice

which you slowly

recognized as your own,

that kept you company

as you strode deeper and deeper

into the world,

determined to do 

the only thing you could do

determined to save

the only life you could save