This is my place for writing and reflecting on life here in the mountains. Close to the sky, close to my children and family and most certainly feeling the closeness of God my Savior.
the flowers are beautiful--when I lived in northern Nevada, I loved exploring the Sierras during Springtime--the flowers were beautiful and seemed to march up the mountains as the snow retreated. But here, in Michigan, there's a cold drizzle. Here from Michele's.
That's a lot of yellow flowers there! Yellow is such a happy color, like banjo music. Just try to play a sad song on the banjo (deference given to Steve Martin).
wow.. this picture is worth over 1000 words... it's very beautiful and makes you extremely happy just by looking at... it's that spring, warm and fuzzy feeling... thx!
I'll have to agree with thaleia. It gives you that "spring, warm and fuzzy feeling." Beautiful picture. It makes me want to actually get up and go outside.
arggg don't think My post made it ..looks like I have to write it again..
This picture reminded me of a poem my much loved Grandma used to recite to me..."Daffodils" By William Wordsworth..This is the first verse
I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host of golden daffodils, Beside the lake, beneath the treees Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
wow, that is so amazing! Thanks for stopping by my blog. I can't remember where Big Bear Lake is. My roots are in Northern CA (Blue Lake, Eureka.. Humboldt County).
Living life, higher at 7000 feet elevation. Where the smell of pines, a distinct nip in the air, the sunset and sunrise displays of color and light fill your soul and set your spirit soaring. From high atop the mountains, nowhere near the city, I think, I write, I try to make you laugh. It is just me, my oxygen deprived brain and my bird and squirrel friends.
I am a lover of God, and I am a lover of life. My three wonderful children help me be a better man, and I consider fatherhood my most important role. These kids have made my life meaningful and filled with beauty. Nothing compares to them or gets between us.
My mom lived 91 years and as youngest I was privileged to make sure she was comfortable and safe in her own home, was never alone, had plenty of friends and family coming around. She knew, before she passed away, how much we kids appreciated all she did for us over the many years.
I am the youngest of five. I have ADD and it makes me fun, or irritating, depending on who you ask.
Most of all I am real, so this blog has fun aspects and then serious writings, too. You get both, for one click of the mouse.
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the flowers are beautiful--when I lived in northern Nevada, I loved exploring the Sierras during Springtime--the flowers were beautiful and seemed to march up the mountains as the snow retreated. But here, in Michigan, there's a cold drizzle. Here from Michele's.
That's a lot of yellow flowers there! Yellow is such a happy color, like banjo music. Just try to play a sad song on the banjo (deference given to Steve Martin).
Mike
Michele sent me.
wow.. this picture is worth over 1000 words... it's very beautiful and makes you extremely happy just by looking at... it's that spring, warm and fuzzy feeling... thx!
Hugs
Thaleia
ps: michele sent me
I'll have to agree with thaleia. It gives you that "spring, warm and fuzzy feeling." Beautiful picture. It makes me want to actually get up and go outside.
Almost Easter (it's Passover) n now ya got me feelin a bit Daffy...
Wait a week, how many will be left ya think?
arggg don't think My post made it ..looks like I have to write it again..
This picture reminded me of a poem my much loved Grandma used to recite to me..."Daffodils" By William Wordsworth..This is the first verse
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host of golden daffodils,
Beside the lake, beneath the treees
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Thanks for sharing this beautiful picture...
wow, that is so amazing! Thanks for stopping by my blog. I can't remember where Big Bear Lake is. My roots are in Northern CA (Blue Lake, Eureka.. Humboldt County).
All those happy faces!
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