The days sneak up on me.. and then they are gone.. keeping my eyes peeled for Autumn color fun..
The Willamette River
Continuing on the fall color hunt. I am noticed that in the past few days, trees are dropping their leaves quickly due to the rain and wind.
Sometimes I need only to stand wherever I am to be.. author unknown
Joining Dawn Miller and other’s at Lingering Visions
I am back home after my adventures with the grand littles. I only used my phone to take photos. It was different for me, as I enjoy the use of a regular camera. But wanted to avoid extra weight and I am still struggling with why certain photos, from a particular camera are going to neverland. I often like to capture a shot that is not posed. I wondered what my grandson was seeing and thinking about the boat ride. Here is another one that I have posted previously on his first Metrolink train ride.
Mile’s is a deep thinker and this grandmother was certainly impressed with his many skills. Grandma Bobbie, as I am known to my grandchildren learned some new things about herself. The process of aging slows one’s body down, and the energy level is quite not up to par. Times of feeling somewhat fragile and not as strong is quite an awakening. But this adventure was not about me, but the opportunity to allow the little’s to see grandma in her silliness, singing songs along with them and hopefully seeing that she is young at heart.
On this very fine day
a tiny flower blossomed
from where she came
there was no longer room
her stay was complete
loved ones longed to see her face
with their arms they would embrace
the flower they were given
on this very fine day in May…
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful, I know that full well.
My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in that secret place.
When I was woven together in the depths of the earth,
your eyes saw my unformed body.
All the days ordained for me
were written in your book
before one of them came to be