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Posted on 03/01/2008 9:02:33 AM PST by JustAmy
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Another wonderful graphic and poem.
Thank you for your special contributions to Amy’s Place, OESY!
Thank you, OESY! I have been trying to figure out what that ‘bulb’ is above Wm. Wordsworth’s poem. Do you know?
James Whitcomb Riley wrote the following poem, welcoming Spring:
The First Bluebird
Jest rain and snow! and rain again!
And dribble! drip! and blow!
Then snow! and thaw! and slush! and then
Some more rain and snow!
This morning I was’most afeard
To wake upwhen, I jing!
I seen the sun shine out and heerd
The first bluebird of Spring!
Mother she’d raised the winder some;
And in acrost the orchurd come,
Soft as a angel’s wing,
A breezy, treesy, beesy hum,
Too sweet fer anything!
The winter’s shroud was rent a-part
The sun bust forth in glee,
And when that bluebird sung, my hart
Hopped out o’ bed with me!
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I would have posted a picture of a bluebird, but then the post would be in HTML, and it would take a half hour to put < p > and < center > in front of every line.
You folks are too computer savvy for me. (Wish I knew how to do it, an easier way.)
Thank you all for your beautiful graphics and poems! ;-)
Looks like I did it again. ; ^ )
Made another post to myself.
Woe by me!
Yorkie ... a suggestion on getting all the extra stuff in.
; ^ )
Copy the text into the post window. Then do spellcheck. That should put in all the < P >’s and < /P >’s. Do a preview before adding the image. You will also need to add the < center > and < /center> before doing the final preview.
Hope this helps.
Ooops ... I forgot something!
PS: thanks for The First Bluebird. It is cute!
LOL! I just did ‘Spell check’ on the poem by James Whitcomb Riley, and the way he writes is in colloquialisms, and there a tons of misspelled words. No < p >s appeared.
I hope I have that correct.
The energies are very power at this time! You might want to meditate, ask for guidance in dream time before going to sleep, or visit a place with powerful energies that match your grid matrix for healing and balance.
Modern astronomy aside, people have recognized the vernal equinox for thousands of years. There is no shortage of rituals, celebrations and traditions, personal and universal, surrounding the coming of spring, especially at power grid points around the planet. Many early peoples celebrated for the basic reason that their food supplies would soon be restored.
The date is significant in Christianity because Easter always falls on the first Sunday after the first full moon after the vernal equinox. It is no coincidence that early Egyptians built the Great Sphinx so that it pointed directly toward the rising Sun on the day of the vernal equinox. Some view this transition as a victory of a god of light (or life, rebirth, resurrection) over the powers of darkness (death).
The monoliths at Stonehenge, mark the position of the rising sun on the Vernal Equinox. In Central America the Ancient Mayan Caracol Tower and Temples of the Sun and Moon also have alignments that coincide with the sun's position on the Vernal Equinox. In China they celebrate Chunfen on the Vernal Equinox.
In ancient Europe they celebrated the arrival of the goddess of spring, Ostara, or Eostre, on this day. Many historians believe the Christian holiday Easter gets its name from Eostre, as she had an enchanted rabbit that could lay eggs (metaphors of creation, the rabbit died, egg).
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Amy, Lori, and Nicknamed Bob, your #994 is So Beautiful, and I Loved it. Thank you for All the Awesome Things that are Always Here at Amy's Place!
When God created kitty cats,
he had no recipe.
He knew he wanted something sweet,
as sweet as sweet could be.
He started out with sugar,
adding just a trace of spice.
Then stirred in drops of morning dew,
to keep them fresh and nice.
He thought cats should be soft to pet,
thus he gave them coats of fur.
So they could show they were content,
he taught them how to purr.
He made for them long tails to wave,
while strutting down the walk.
Then trained them in meow-logy,
so they could do cat-talk.
He made them into acrobats,
and gave them grace and poise.
Their wide-eyed curiosity,
he took from little boys.
He put whiskers on their faces,
gave them tiny ears for caps.
Then shaped their little bodies,
to snugly fit on laps.
He gave them eyes as big as saucers,
to look into man's soul.
Then set a tolerance for mankind,
as their purpose and their goal.
When one jumped up upon his lap,
God gently stroked its head.
The cat gave him a kitty kiss,
“What wondrous love,” God said.
God smiled at his accomplishment,
so pleased with his creation.
And said, with pride, as he sat back,
“At last, I've reached purr-fection!”
Written by:
Author Unknown
Yee Haw! I did it! Thank you, Ms. Amy!
P.S. I dedicate that poem (Why God Created Kitty Cats) to Marissa.
KM, every time I look at that video I grab a box of kleenex. I know just how you feel. Everyone who loves their furry and feather’d friends would feel the same way.
Marissa is going to drive me crazy today. LOL
Everytime the phone rings, she runs where I am, saying, “Quick, answer it, quick answer it!”
AFter I hang up she asks if it was the vet and if we can go get Kitty Mittens. I have to tell her no, it was the accountant or whoever.
The Shelter will call today or tomorrow when he is ready to pick up. I keep telling her that it may be tomorrow, but she has been dressed since 8:30 this morning.
Thank you, KM.
We have lost so many dogs in the 50 years that we’ve been married. I cried for every one of them. We’ve never had birds. My son had hamsters and the one I remember most was Pinkie.
She kept getting out of her cage. I thought we had solved the problem. Hubby saw a mouse and set a trap. He left, I heard the trap snap and knew it was bad news.
Yep, there was Pinkie. I really hated to have to tell my son. I cried when I told him.
We have also lost several special kittens/cats. We have always had barn cats but have also had a few that were allowed to come in the house. Every one of those losses were heartbreaking.
Marissa has lost 3 kittens/cats but has not yet lost a dog. Her goldfish is over 3 years old! I’m sure she will be sick when Dorothy or one of the dogs die.
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