Me and the mockingbird are up way too early. I wonder what his problem is.
It occurred to me laying in the dark room that usually it is quiet outside the patio door until the first hint of light appears. Usually I hear the cardinal with his short loud distinctive "tick", not the beautiful long call he sends out to his friends waiting for reply, which is sure to come. But the tick, a tick that announces a new day.
So of course I ponder this mockingbird, very fondly.
When I first moved South, really to this day, it is what I enjoy most about Georgia. This magnificent bird with its 15 or so calls, mimicking friends and foes alike. Large, strong, brave, congenial, inquisitive, I feel a real trooper in the bird world. Each bird has his role on nature's stage but that is for another morning.
Today I think of this mockingbird and his very early song.
I think it must be nice for him to have a quiet sky to call into, this bird who sounds like many. Is that why he sings? Just to hear his own voice.
Could it be springtime? Ah yes, the time of mating, marking territory, building new homes, new families. Maybe this is why he sings into the still night sky.
Could he sing because it's near to his last? His last song to share with a world that he has loved.
A single tear rolls down my cheek, there in the dark at the thought of a life over. We all must pass I say to myself. There is a new world waiting for us. The mockingbird continues his song, a new song of hope. He is not alone. I hear him.
Me and the mockingbird are up way too early. I wonder what his problem is.
It occurred to me laying in the dark room that usually it is quiet outside the patio door until the first hint of light appears. Usually I hear the cardinal with his short loud distinctive "tick", not the beautiful long call he sends out to his friends waiting for reply, which is sure to come. But the tick, a tick that announces a new day.
So of course I ponder this mockingbird, very fondly.
When I first moved South, really to this day, it is what I enjoy most about Georgia. This magnificent bird with its 15 or so calls, mimicking friends and foes alike. Large, strong, brave, congenial, inquisitive, I feel a real trooper in the bird world. Each bird has his role on nature's stage but that is for another morning.
Today I think of this mockingbird and his very early song.
I think it must be nice for him to have a quiet sky to call into, this bird who sounds like many. Is that why he sings? Just to hear his own voice.
Could it be springtime? Ah yes, the time of mating, marking territory, building new homes, new families. Maybe this is why he sings into the still night sky.
Could he sing because it's near to his last? His last song to share with a world that he has loved.
A single tear rolls down my cheek, there in the dark at the thought of a life over. We all must pass I say to myself. There is a new world waiting for us. The mockingbird continues his song, a new song of hope. He is not alone. I hear him.
I woke up early and sad this morning - thinking that my kids have (3) more weeks of school and another year has gone by.... my kids are no longer babies :( But, I read this from you and somehow it just instantly made me smile. I thought I was going to be in one of those "gloomy" moods - but I'm not. Thanks
Me and the mockingbird are up way too early. I wonder what his problem is.
It occurred to me laying in the dark room that usually it is quiet outside the patio door until the first hint of light appears. Usually I hear the cardinal with his short loud distinctive "tick", not the beautiful long call he sends out to his friends waiting for reply, which is sure to come. But the tick, a tick that announces a new day.
So of course I ponder this mockingbird, very fondly.
When I first moved South, really to this day, it is what I enjoy most about Georgia. This magnificent bird with its 15 or so calls, mimicking friends and foes alike. Large, strong, brave, congenial, inquisitive, I feel a real trooper in the bird world. Each bird has his role on nature's stage but that is for another morning.
Today I think of this mockingbird and his very early song.
I think it must be nice for him to have a quiet sky to call into, this bird who sounds like many. Is that why he sings? Just to hear his own voice.
Could it be springtime? Ah yes, the time of mating, marking territory, building new homes, new families. Maybe this is why he sings into the still night sky.
Could he sing because it's near to his last? His last song to share with a world that he has loved.
A single tear rolls down my cheek, there in the dark at the thought of a life over. We all must pass I say to myself. There is a new world waiting for us. The mockingbird continues his song, a new song of hope. He is not alone. I hear him.
I woke up early and sad this morning - thinking that my kids have (3) more weeks of school and another year has gone by.... my kids are no longer babies :( But, I read this from you and somehow it just instantly made me smile. I thought I was going to be in one of those "gloomy" moods - but I'm not. Thanks
So glad it won't be a gloomy day. I love to think of you very happy with your kids awaiting a summer spent together. I remember summer break fondly, the lazy mornings, lunches spent outside in the park, browned skin on my 2 little toe heads. Yes, cherish each moment and don't be sad we can't stop time but who would want to?
"...Dimitri...He talks to me...'.."The Ghost of Greece..".
"..That's One Happy Fuckin Ghost.."
“..That came up on the Pillow Case...This is for the Greek, With Our Apologies.....”
is it the right or left arm that has a shooting pain when having a stroke?
I hope your not joking - You can always look up the "symptoms" on line, and then go to the E.R.
Leave it up to you to pull such a prank
No joke, the shooting pain is there, but its been there off and on for about 3 years now. I'm pretty sure something would have happend by now if it were really bad.
Peace, Love.
"To question your government is not unpatriotic --
to not question your government is unpatriotic."
-- Sen. Chuck Hagel
Arthritis - I blame everything on arthritis !!! Maybe your arm is telling you its going to rain, just like my knee tells me when the weather will change Rain, snow your name it.
Arthritis - I blame everything on arthritis !!! Maybe your arm is telling you its going to rain, just like my knee tells me when the weather will change Rain, snow your name it.
lol yeah, my left knee does that. It's from having had 2 surgerys on it though.
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Peace, Love.
"To question your government is not unpatriotic --
to not question your government is unpatriotic."
-- Sen. Chuck Hagel
Arthritis - I blame everything on arthritis !!! Maybe your arm is telling you its going to rain, just like my knee tells me when the weather will change Rain, snow your name it.
I blame my bad moods on my hormones. "It must be my hormones."
*sigh* I've been spending the afternoon preparing the house for my son's eighteenth birthday party tomorrow. I can't believe he'll be eighteen in a few days! :shock:
*sigh* I've been spending the afternoon preparing the house for my son's eighteenth birthday party tomorrow. I can't believe he'll be eighteen in a few days! :shock:
Yes it goes so fast! I can't believe mine are in their 20's. Happy Birthday to him and hope you all have a great party!
*sigh* I've been spending the afternoon preparing the house for my son's eighteenth birthday party tomorrow. I can't believe he'll be eighteen in a few days! :shock:
Congrats to you and your son - (18) yrs. What a wonderful time. I understand your shocked look. My daughter is 12 yrs old, and I keep wondering where 12 yrs went !!!!
*sigh* I've been spending the afternoon preparing the house for my son's eighteenth birthday party tomorrow. I can't believe he'll be eighteen in a few days! :shock:
Congrats to you and your son - (18) yrs. What a wonderful time. I understand your shocked look. My daughter is 12 yrs old, and I keep wondering where 12 yrs went !!!!
Wishing your son a great birthday party.
Thanks.
My other son is turning thirteen in June. The time has just flown by these last few years! :oops:
"...Dimitri...He talks to me...'.."The Ghost of Greece..".
"..That's One Happy Fuckin Ghost.."
“..That came up on the Pillow Case...This is for the Greek, With Our Apologies.....”
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there's really no point. all it does its create an increasing spiral of more lies, deceit and distrust
some might start by being honest with themself if they want to become whole and rebuild trust & respect of others
as for pathological liars? :twisted: flat out fuck 'em!
angels share laughter
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It occurred to me laying in the dark room that usually it is quiet outside the patio door until the first hint of light appears. Usually I hear the cardinal with his short loud distinctive "tick", not the beautiful long call he sends out to his friends waiting for reply, which is sure to come. But the tick, a tick that announces a new day.
So of course I ponder this mockingbird, very fondly.
When I first moved South, really to this day, it is what I enjoy most about Georgia. This magnificent bird with its 15 or so calls, mimicking friends and foes alike. Large, strong, brave, congenial, inquisitive, I feel a real trooper in the bird world. Each bird has his role on nature's stage but that is for another morning.
Today I think of this mockingbird and his very early song.
I think it must be nice for him to have a quiet sky to call into, this bird who sounds like many. Is that why he sings? Just to hear his own voice.
Could it be springtime? Ah yes, the time of mating, marking territory, building new homes, new families. Maybe this is why he sings into the still night sky.
Could he sing because it's near to his last? His last song to share with a world that he has loved.
A single tear rolls down my cheek, there in the dark at the thought of a life over. We all must pass I say to myself. There is a new world waiting for us. The mockingbird continues his song, a new song of hope. He is not alone. I hear him.
I woke up early and sad this morning - thinking that my kids have (3) more weeks of school and another year has gone by.... my kids are no longer babies :( But, I read this from you and somehow it just instantly made me smile. I thought I was going to be in one of those "gloomy" moods - but I'm not. Thanks
"..That's One Happy Fuckin Ghost.."
“..That came up on the Pillow Case...This is for the Greek, With Our Apologies.....”
"To question your government is not unpatriotic --
to not question your government is unpatriotic."
-- Sen. Chuck Hagel
Go to a dr.!
Nah, I'm pretty sure strokes are not covered on my insurance. I'll just rub some dirt on it and walk it off.
"To question your government is not unpatriotic --
to not question your government is unpatriotic."
-- Sen. Chuck Hagel
I hope your not joking - You can always look up the "symptoms" on line, and then go to the E.R.
Leave it up to you to pull such a prank
No joke, the shooting pain is there, but its been there off and on for about 3 years now. I'm pretty sure something would have happend by now if it were really bad.
"To question your government is not unpatriotic --
to not question your government is unpatriotic."
-- Sen. Chuck Hagel
lol yeah, my left knee does that. It's from having had 2 surgerys on it though.
"To question your government is not unpatriotic --
to not question your government is unpatriotic."
-- Sen. Chuck Hagel
I blame my bad moods on my hormones. "It must be my hormones."
Usually, that covers it too!!
what the fuck ?
I just squirted down
every stain
in that load of laundry with
home defense max (ant spray)
looked like the
shout to me
my mind is somewhere else today . . .
gotta see if I can catch up with it
"To question your government is not unpatriotic --
to not question your government is unpatriotic."
-- Sen. Chuck Hagel
Thanks for the good wishes!
Wish you were here...
♥~RIP Dad
Congrats to you and your son - (18) yrs. What a wonderful time. I understand your shocked look. My daughter is 12 yrs old, and I keep wondering where 12 yrs went !!!!
Wishing your son a great birthday party.
Thanks.
My other son is turning thirteen in June. The time has just flown by these last few years! :oops:
"To question your government is not unpatriotic --
to not question your government is unpatriotic."
-- Sen. Chuck Hagel
things in the world cannot
be seen or even touched.
They must be felt with
the heart...
Wish you were here...
♥~RIP Dad
for who I am
than loved
for who I am
not...
- Kurt Cobain
Wish you were here...
♥~RIP Dad
Wish you were here...
♥~RIP Dad
and out of your life, but only
true friends will leave
footprints in your heart"
Wish you were here...
♥~RIP Dad
"..That's One Happy Fuckin Ghost.."
“..That came up on the Pillow Case...This is for the Greek, With Our Apologies.....”