Thursday, June 4, 2009

If Today Was your Last day...

Somewhere Past Blackpoint drive, MI FL (we took a turn and ended up somewhere on a path in Volusia County, but it was soooo worth it.)
I love the song. Its something to try to live by.
My Favorite Poem also fits:
The Road Not Taken
Robert Frost
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Tuesday, June 2, 2009


Rockledge Gardens, August 2008
The music is here:
Now folds the lily all her sweetness up,
And slips into the bosom of the lake;
So fold thyself, my dearest, thou, and slip
Into my bosom, and be lost in me. - Lord Alfred Tennyson, The Princess

Monday, June 1, 2009

Pink Orchids

Pink Orchid, Summer of 2008
A human being isn't an orchid, he must draw something from the soil he grows in.
Sara Jeannette Duncan
In the marsh pink orchid's faces
With their coy and dainty graces,
Lure us to their hiding places--
Laugh, O murmuring Spring! -
Sarah Foster Davis, Summer Song
When the emotions are strong one should paint bamboo; in a light mood one should paint the orchid. -
Chueh Yin