Brrr …

Blog 94 ...

     Climate and weather have powers nerving to humans.  They drive us mad.  They wind us up.  They tease and amuse.  They rile and provoke.  Worse, they frustrate and upset.  Just when we think we could tell or calculate what they might bring for the day, they jolt us with over the head and irritating hot temps or surprise us with biting chill.  We could work with climate’s changing patterns, but with weather’s shocker of nature, nothing else takes us with a blow.  Yesterday’s 90’s was torturously hot; today’s 16’s was sharply piercing!

Dogwoods

Blog 93 ...

          To “bible belt” residents of southeastern U. S. states, spring blooms of Dogwood trees bring not only an awesome beauty to behold, but they also radiate a pure and reverent familiarity over and again. It is not a secret that during springtime, in this part of the world, the dominant blooms' cross-formed petals remind Christian believers of the sacrificed Lamb of God. Their summer fresh green leaves, juxtaposed with dainty white florets, cheer them too. It seems never ending likewise, that their exploding freshness draws in onlookers like me. After all, they invite “peaceful, easy feelings”. For many years, I did see Dogwood flowers bloom and fade, but I really had not given them extra special attention until recently. Exactly three weeks after autumn had come again, they gave me an astounding discovery. The trees' bright red berries and leaves' exploding hues of purple, orange and red had come in quiet splendor. They even put a graceful dance just for me, as soft winds passed by. Today their seasonal rebirth struck a chord within, and filled me with an extraordinary surprise. As I stood still in front of the Dogwoods, their open arms appeared to more than ever entreat and spread God's warmth and abiding love. Their perfect and spectacular display of color blend could not as well have been my day’s most gracious of gifts. I instantly told myself to not mind selfishly keeping the moment’s encounter deep down in my bosom. I doubt not that I would have the rare opportunity of re-unleashing the warmth and tenderness received today when the cold, bleak moments of yet another winter come.

 

High 'n' Low

Blog 92 ...

     To freely move back and forth, and up high or low in the air is one exhilarating experience swinging brings about.  The swing, one simple play equipment, not only gives you and me an instant thrill and an adrenalin rush, but it also lets out that rare, yet awesome and almost endless free flight.  There's not one hanging from your sturdy/friendly tree or none assembled in your back/front yard?  Building one now or finding a park with a swing set close by gets you fast swinging low and high!

50,000+

Blog 91 ...

Accept it or not, getting behind the wheel of a new vehicle brings you and your machine a mix of craziness, delight, anxiety, and excitement.  You even mutely have crazy conversations with it without an intentional plan.  For a starter, you promise to care for it and ask that it gives back the same.  Whether or not you believe it has interactive capabilities with you, you anyway create a bond with it and promise to understand its feelings as long as it does the same, with temperament, especially.  You think ahead of the many journeys your very own transport and you will take to desired destinations for pure, safe, and responsible fun.  You learn to believe that you both are able to keep your cool on the road, specifically the very rough ones on which to travel.  You even also warn, mind, and speak out of the places you would likely discover because of wrong turns in uncharted paths.  At one time or more, when that becomes the course, you both despair and loudly scream the frustration, but you hold your emotions and just let out a sigh.  Before long, your companionship grows in leaps and bounds.  In a while, you proudly celebrate miles you both cover ... a thousand, and then ten thousand, moving farther in thousands more.  After a year, three years and four more, you awaken and note that your car has aged like you have.  You both take and give more … one to the other … the much needed attention, extra tenderness, and symbiotic love.  After all, you and your buddy have driven to many necessary trips to the workplace, made countless stops at service establishments, did leisure drives, took the critters to and from regular vet visits, and explored fun community gatherings.  As with all new things and experiences, you both note, in time, that the thrill of long and short drives to and from places suddenly eases.  One lazy day on the road, in an unexpected moment, you get jolted by the fact that you two have wandered in numerous distance and time.  Your friendly moving machine has reached a bittersweet, yet milestone mileage count: 50,000!  You wallow in wonder and ask, “Where exactly, have we really gone?”

Last Bloom

Blog 90 ...

     Surrounded by stately trees, it rests among holly evergreens and fading lilies now all getting choked by ivy and wild grass.  Proudly, one surviving rose bloom stands in the small garden and shows off its bright pink shade.  It minds not the wherewithal of the stem or roots that hold it; it stretches itself as far upwards and only minds that it holds up its dashing late summer bloom until its petals dry up, fall, and fold.

Acreage

Blog 89 ...

There it is … a wide stretch of flowing land mass taking space.  There’s nothing special about it, except it is majestically dressed in verdant green which requires a trim every so often, especially in summer time. On its many passing days, it simply gets clobbered by growths above it. Children’s little feet which used to trudge them in active play, have now left; they found new grounds to explore and trample.  The used-to-be gardener’s haven likewise no longer yields bright blossoms, fresh herbs or vegetables waiting to be picked, consumed and enjoyed.  Useless, prickly green grass on its flat body fades slowly, and waits for autumn and winter to come and pass.  Somehow, it hopes to again rise and multiply on the sitting empty land it claims home.

Flirty

Blog 88 ...

Whether or not Americans admit it, they love their cars.  Cars transport everyone, anything, and everything, but beyond their utilitarian function, they define the status and class of people who drive them.  Whether it’s a classic Chevy, sporty Lincoln, luxurious Cadillac, or bulky and boxy ’56 Ford F-500 flatbed pick-up truck, each is loved and cared for by its owner.  Don’t be surprised though when a few car owners treat their cars as if they were living things.  Watch especially, when cars get human-like makeovers or get dressed up complete with dazzling eyelashes!