a time when me mind is overwhelmed with events. The past two weeks
was one of those times when I did contemplate but without time to
scribble. Tonight I made time with a goblet of heavenly nectar
accompanied with soulful R and B singing with warm, wrapping sound.
finally finished a book that spoke to my soul in so many ways. It
gave me an insight to my appreciation and deftness with haiku, my
Irish heritage, astronomy and nature. I enjoy reading scholarly
tomes. The book is A Brief History of The Druids by Peter Berresford
Ellis. Dog eared pages, scusie Andrew :), stickie notes on others,
await for further pondering by The Pond. One has to read about Mr.
Ellis and his research to fully understand the book.
band of gold lattice woven beholding gems gathered in my journey.
Created by a magician of minerals who saw my vision and made it a
reality. Stephen, I thank you. The emerald and jade reflects nature
in me eyes; opals shine as the night stars; and amethyst the bright
light of spring. A gift to myself.
evening I gazed upwards and stood in awe at the bright lights in the
sky. Venus shone with such brilliance in the western sky, floating
alone in the twilight of the day. Looking eastward Jupiter was
winking with his “hey look at me V” sign. I was surrounded with
star shine. How could one not gaze in wonderment at such a heavenly
light of life,
has finally arrived. I've watched Canada geese flying north as black
specs in the morning sky; Chickadeedeedee's winter calls have
changed to spring song; snow dissipates slowly leaving pillars of
bird seed under the feeder that Pooka gnaws at in early morning; I no
longer need to plug the car in ;)
Worm Moon is a harbinger of spring. Earth is
warming beckoning worms to travel upwards into soil free of frost. Mind you
this winter it may be another month or more due to the covering of
snow and ice. But I
will be the first out there in bare feet digging the tootsies in to
feel worms tickling me toes and to
breath a sigh of relief that life continues.
Like your favorite flooded cave, your kindness is deep. You have a strong work ethic and are not afraid to hop to it to get the job done. Far from a flaky frog, you don’t jump to conclusions. Ever since you were a tadpole, you’ve been easygoing and likeable and are a good leader without being mossy, so other frogs lean on you without knowing it. Thanks to Michelle at Rambling Woods :)
Tsk tsk tsk
Ponderings From The Pond are from this mind. Photos are views from my lenses unless noted. I retain copyright on my words and my photos and may not be replicated elsewhere without prior written permission. Ponderings from prompts are acknowledged.