Two Sides…

Frustrating issues with wordpress today. Like the inability to change the weather; never will a chat online take the REAL place of a helpful telephone conversation. The internet with BIG server problems. “Cookies” that are wrong, not sweet. Wasted time and energy on TOO many features and unuseful information. Even still, no tecnological foul-ups that the smell of a spring rain can’t fix. Thanks, April Clouds.

 

 

Wild flowers…

Recent spring rain grew these, no bigger than a pencil tip. Like a shaggy carpet across the wet ground, unnoticed in the shadow of larger blossums. A song I used to do stated they (wild flowers), “don’t care where they grow”. It’s inspiring knowing those people “types” too.

Forage…

If this plant appears (home-yard) the first Spring day, you may know how wonderfully bitter and healthful it is. In this country, we are generally addicted to sweet/salty taste. S.A.D. (Standard American Diet). I invite you the reader to explore, if you don’t know, the leaf combined with Spring Meals is Power Nutrition! Be Well.

 

March…

What a difference a week can make for a new born crocus in this slice of the planet. The last blog with open faces is today a tight cloak against the snow. I hope someone else out there in cyberland notices the plight of little early flowers. Still precious…

Winter Growth…

There is a back window facing south that Suns outdoor plants. This newcomer emerged recently in a pot where, an old favorite has not survived the cold. Ancient Spirituality teaches of All Life’s Journey as a Wheel. Cycles; new beginnings, balance, The Tao of Water. Papa Sky. Earth Mother. Just Being.

Its Never Not…

Now. A Good man once spent a great deal of Time with This. That was the Past that the Big Book says “We do not WISH to shut the door” on. The Present moment has its own space as my Title states, the Days to Come are beyond human control as the 20th century has Documented for Us. Some, are Terminal-ly Unique. I wish them all the Best.