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Monday, September 29, 2014

Grandmother's Garden

The morning dew sleeps gently on the pedals of a flower.  The sun shines drops of light against the surface of a rose.  The wind glides past new spring blossoms clutching their scent in it's arms.  An airy mist descends upon the leaves of the shrubs and trees.  Echoes chirp from the gardens depths while birds float by.  Beneath the stream a pond rests receiving trickling water as though it were life's breath.  On the peak of the hill a swing chair rests overlooking the serenity of a dream to reality that hands have blessed.

My grandmother real has one of the most beautiful gardens I've ever seen.  Of course I much prefer looking at it than weeding.  

Tuesday, September 2, 2014

Ten Quotes Brought to you by George, That's Me

  1. Either let the dust settle or kick it up.
  2. Every dog has its day and everyday is a dog.
  3. When it comes to our kids we see the thorns.  When it comes to us we see the roses.
  4. Why does fate allow us to waste so much time?
  5. Follow the dog to find the cat.
  6. Gold a l lot of people have none, some people get some and few people get a ton.
  7. Down and dirty stays down and dirty.
  8. He turned around so fast he met himself coming back.  (This is not mine I just like it a lot.  Heard it from my grandfather.)
  9. Don't look for the light when it's midnight.
  10. Late to rise late to bed if you're managing. 

Monday, September 1, 2014

Fruitful Fall

Off the limb the apple falls rolling to misfortune.  It did not start of bad but as it rolled further from the tree it became heavy and sad.  It's succulent juices attracted parasite of everyday life.  From the inside it was eaten away.  The core was gone the apple became rotten shell.  The collapse of the apple came shortly after it fell but into the earth a seed was compelled. After the rain a sprout formed from the ground.  It grew into a tree budding new fruit all around..  All from the misfortune of an apple that fell to the ground.

Sometimes it is a struggle to write. I am not pleased with this but a friend of mine like it so I posted the piece.  Maybe I will revise this later.  The apple is given human characteristics and the idea of the piece stems from a person who is considered a rotten apple.  I just wanted to display the thought is is never to late for redemption.