She always looks a bit frazzled by the end of the day.
Bunnies jumping all around. Playing merrily.
She looks as if she could use just a little peace.
Poetry, Amusing Moments, And An Occasional Story
She always looks a bit frazzled by the end of the day.
Bunnies jumping all around. Playing merrily.
She looks as if she could use just a little peace.
hiding in the shadows
she just might not be found
yet we see her shadow cast
upon the ground
Even the bunnies like the snow. 🙂
We stare at the maps.
See perfectly where the stream
meets the river.
See perfectly where the river meets
the sea.
See perfectly.
Where it does flow.
I have to say, it has been inventive and down right interesting trying to find things to write about and photograph this past year with the quarantine(s).
Thankfully, nature always provides something of interest to photograph, which then often inspires a poem, or musing of some kind.
Although, I do admit, I sometimes toss a random photo in that us completely unrelated to the poem or post. That’s part of the fun of having ones own blog. There really are no rules.
Sometimes, no rules, also results in a lack of direction, but I feel that’s okay, too. Why should it have a theme or be stuck in one place? After all, it is not that kind of blog.
What kind it is…really depends on the day.
Anyway, even this post ran off topic. 🙃
As it was supposed to be about finding inspiration in slightly uninspiring ways. Yet, I think it said exactly what was needed.
Isn’t that how it should be?
Creativity flowing how it needs to flow.
Love, blessings, and gratitude, 💕 Carrie
Purchased a candle
at the dollar store.
It came with a wooden top
which was not adorned.
I thought it needed something.
What. I could not say,
but sitting down with paints.
I began to play.
Creating a blue background,
which morphed into
a sky setting down
to sleep with bare trees,
and a small flock of geese.
I think it looks just right.
Adding a little more
fun and creation to the decor.
Sweetpea is blooming.
Shining her light.
She has flowered, and flowered.
More than most her kind.
Perhaps, it’s because
her name is not quite
what others like her are named.
Despite the reason.
We love her so.
She brightens our days.
In bloom or no.
Is that you?
Shining high
in this blue, blue sky?
Sun! Where have you been?!
We have looked for some time.
Thinking you might not come by.
Yet, here you are.
Brightening our hearts.
Thank you sun.
For shining on.
Keep shining, loves.
Love, blessing, and gratitude, 💕 Carrie
crows
walking
with toes leaving
footprints in the
snow
evidence
they have stopped
by to peck
at the compost
Open the eyes
to this glorious morning surprise
a dule of doves
perched at level, and above.