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Posted on 01/09/2005 4:58:38 AM PST by Soaring Feather
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Coffee & Donuts
Good morning, Sam.
Oh my, so very beautiful!! Thank You so much. I have not had a hummer come to my garden in years.
Sweet poem this morning. Thanks so much for all.
LOL!
Oh funny, Luna Red!
Ugh dead snakes in the tank. Those things happened when folks had open wells.
That little fist that grasped the air
At quickened noise & closing doors,
With fingers fanned that counted five,
Then closed - an open hand no more.
That little fist curled like a plum
And thrust beneath her powdered chest
She slept a quiet little while
In gentle, peaceful rest.
That little fist at busied work
Picked the tiny lily graced.
Then breathed the unseen fragrant cloud
And thrust them to a mothers' face.
That little fist with pencil clutched
And twisted mouth to write the score.
This family one, this family loved
Today, forevermore.
That little fist held toward the sky,
To pick her up amid the calm
Has opened like a fragile flower
Upon his mighty palm.
That little fist held in his hand
Pulled to his face and kissed
An open canvas held behind
That tiny, little fist.
Jeffrey D.Russell copyright February 11, 2005
Oh my, such joyful words!!
Wonderful poem, thank you so much.
UncleShag, we have not seen you in the Liar recently come on by!!
:-)
LunaRed
Hola Luna rojo Sabado Morning!
Si! I went Norte Sur Este Oeste
last night my Amiga, while you took a Lejos Derecha on chili pimientas to the Moon in the month of febrero! Well, you said so! :-)
You said you speak Spanish! :)
Tell me,is the moon
Really verde is it gres
rojo or blanco
Or is it azul
Violeta, morado
Amarillo too
It`s Marron,cafe?
Si heavenly rosado
Let`s meet there at noon!
I am only being playful this sunny Saturday morning, the child at play.
Tell me is the moon really green, is it grey red or white, or is it blue, purple, yellow too. Is it brown, yes heavenly pink, let`s meet there at noon.
LunaRed, I read what you said.
I had a bad connection last night and couldn`t respond. You were playful and silly too? I heard your laughing in your writing.
It is good to feel silly! Silly is good. I love being silly, I think we should!
hahahahahahaha!
Feel it? :-)
*Silly and singing on Saturday morning*
(Hugs)
ja! by golly dat Hagar and Helga, dey like dat Limburger cheese. I spoke to Lena and Ole and Svensen tooo and dey all say dey like it too!
So I gatter all da good boys and girls togetter for da Lefsa song dis morgan!
Youuu know da tunnne?
"Camptown Races" tune?
It can be sung in da shower and other places:
a one and a two and herrrre vhee go ~
Went down town for some lutefisk...Uff da! Uff DA!
The weather was so cold and brisk, allll the Uff`da day ~
Used my lefsa for a Mackinaw...Uff Da ~~~ Uff Da ~~~
Greatest jacket I ever saw ~~
Lefsa saved the day ~~~~
(CHORUS)
Gonna bake all niiiiight...
gonna bake all day ~~~
I`ll spend my money on potatoes and flour -
To have me an Uff Da day ~~~~
ja! UFF` DA! :-)
A Mackinaw is (1) heavy woolen blanket or (2) a heavy cloth of wool or other fibers often with a plaid design and usually heavily napped and felted, (3) or a short coat of mackinaw or similar heavy fabric.
This is so very beautiful LunaRed, and Bentfeather framing it so pretty.
How could anyone say more?
I think you said it all LunaRed.
Such a gift you are to this world. and to me.
You sing like a sweet bird.
and I love you :-)
Good Morning Everybody :-)
How sweet the sound ~
Bentfeather and Samwolf singing first thing every morning
I am taking a walk reading each song this morning, enjoying my coffee. The sky is blue, the little birds are busy in their feeder by my window eating seeds. They have their order. These are like tiny sparrows and chickadees. There is one bird with a much longer beak eating the suet. Huge black Ravens occupy the sky where I live, but they don`t bother the little birds here. I enjoy watching the ravens the most. They have their order too. They are the only bird that I ever have seen that seems to enjoy `play` for so many hours on end!
Each day they will group into pairs, sometimes as many as ten to twelve pairs, and they ride the air currents for hours. To see this, it is as if they are each connected to strings like a marionette.
If this were not play, how could they fly in one place for hours? They dance together.
There is so much written about Raven throughout history and the ages ~ they mean different things to people. I think they enjoy their life given, and where I live, they bother no one, they are free to `Be`.
Hummingbirds are so fun to watch. I think everybody loves the Hummingbird. *sweetness*
a little poem by an anonymous poet well over a hundred years ago wrote;
`Sing on, sweet bird! like thee,
When `midst the cold, the free,
If sorrow should be mine,
I`ll sigh not o`er the hours
Gone ~ wither`d like the flowers ~
My song shall be like thine.`
I am *Happy* today
I love your rose centered Heart today Bentfeather, it is so beautiful.
H a P p Y ! :-)
Good Morning Everybody :-)
How sweet the sound ~
Bentfeather and Samwolf singing first thing every morning
I am taking a walk reading each song this morning, enjoying my coffee. The sky is blue, the little birds are busy in their feeder by my window eating seeds. They have their order. These are like tiny sparrows and chickadees. There is one bird with a much longer beak eating the suet. Huge black Ravens occupy the sky where I live, but they don`t bother the little birds here. I enjoy watching the ravens the most. They have their order too. They are the only bird that I ever have seen that seems to enjoy `play` for so many hours on end!
Each day they will group into pairs, sometimes as many as ten to twelve pairs, and they ride the air currents for hours. To see this, it is as if they are each connected to strings like a marionette.
If this were not play, how could they fly in one place for hours? They dance together.
There is so much written about Raven throughout history and the ages ~ they mean different things to people. I think they enjoy their life given, and where I live, they bother no one, they are free to `Be`.
Hummingbirds are so fun to watch. I think everybody loves the Hummingbird. *sweetness*
a little poem by an anonymous poet well over a hundred years ago wrote;
`Sing on, sweet bird! like thee,
When `midst the cold, the free,
If sorrow should be mine,
I`ll sigh not o`er the hours
Gone ~ wither`d like the flowers ~
My song shall be like thine.`
I am *Happy* today
I love your rose centered Heart today Bentfeather, it is so beautiful.
H a P p Y ! :-)
I am sorry for the double post, I am having problems with my connection again.
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