Wordless Wednesday
Tag: beautiful
Festival of Leaves 2021: week 10
Music for You and Me 2
Wordless Wednesday
The Heart of A Poet
Beside my cottage door it grows,
The loveliest, daintiest flower that blows,
A sweet briar rose.
At dewy mourn or twilight’s close,
The rarest perfume from it flows,
This strange wild rose.
But when the rain-drops on it beat,
Ah, then, its odors grow more sweet,
About my feet.
Offtimes with loving tenderness,
Its soft green leaves I gently press,
In sweet caress.
A still more wondrous fragrance flows
The more my fingers close
And crush the rose.
Dear Lord, oh, let my life be so
Its perfume when tempests blow,
The sweeter flow.
And should it be Thy blessed will,
With crushing grief my soul to fill,
Press harder still.
And while its dying fragrance flows
I’ll whisper low, He loves me and knows
His crushed briar rose.
author unknown to me..
Wild
wild…do they roam
on a street pole
near a home
a trail of beauty
that caught my eyes
clusters of brightness
against a blue sky..
r gould
Speaking of Cats
Here’s our cutie pie, Riley, when we lived in California. My husband found her outside my daughter’s home one morning. I have most likely posted this at another time. I want to introduce a beautiful woman, that is a blogger, and has a heart as big as the world for cats and people. Meet Arlene, aka Ethel Farmer. What I share is not current but will give you an idea of what she and her heart are all about.. Thank you Arlene for all you do! I know that you have gone over and beyond in your efforts to care for all the kittens and cats that have set foot in your part of the world.
Dahlia Day 8
Knotty Old Tree
i think that if walls could talk
so could this tree
the history it holds
within its core
perhaps, i shall sit
under this old tree
and wait and see
if it will talk to me…
What I Like
This photo pretty much reveals all that I am liking about Oregon. The green fields, the trees, barns, the clouds and the hills.
In Other Words and Pictures 