Sunday, October 30, 2005
Friday, October 28, 2005
Thursday, October 27, 2005
Wednesday, October 26, 2005
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
and made my heart sing a little song.
He landed nearby on a fuzzy leaf of green.
the brightest dragon I've ever seen.
He moved his eyes as my camera clicked. . .
a nicer spot we couldn't have picked.
After awhile I just sat and stared
I talked to him, and he really cared.
I reached down finally, and put my camera away.
He then flew off without delay.
"Thank you", I thought, as I got off the ground.
That little dragon had me quite spellbound!
Some time later I had such a surprise . . .
My dragon came back to socialize.
He came and landed on a bright yellow leaf.
I blinked my eyes in disbelief.
I quietly took my camera out again
before he'd take off like a tiny airplane.
He posed so nicely for another minute . . .
the colors just right, and perfectly lit.
I thanked him again as he flew away.
This dragonfly has made my day.
Monday, October 24, 2005
'I mean to fall to earth,' said he.
The west wind, rising, made him veer.
'Eastward,' said he, 'I now shall steer.'
The east wind rose with greater force.
Said he: ''Twere wise to change my course.'
With equal power they contend.
He said: 'My judgment I suspend.'
Down died the winds; the leaf, elate,
Cried: 'I've decided to fall straight.'
'First thoughts are best?' That's not the moral;
Just choose your own and we'll not quarrel.
Howe'er your choice may chance to fall,
You'll have no hand in it at all."
Wednesday, October 12, 2005
This will be my last post for at least a couple of weeks while I deal with healing symptoms of Carpal Tunnel syndrome. I am grateful to all my friends who have offered their kind thoughts and advice. See you soon . . .
Love, Lisa (Lady-bug)
Tuesday, October 11, 2005
Monday, October 10, 2005
Sunday, October 09, 2005
Saturday, October 08, 2005
Friday, October 07, 2005
Thursday, October 06, 2005
Wednesday, October 05, 2005
But it is also the pleasure of the flower to yield its honey to the bee.
For to the bee a flower is a fountain of life,
And to the flower a bee is a messenger of love,
And to both, bee and flower, the giving and the receiving of pleasure is a need and an ecstasy..."
- Kahlil Gibran
Tuesday, October 04, 2005
Monday, October 03, 2005
Sunday, October 02, 2005
on the small mysterious world of the ground.
In the shade and sun of grass
blade forests, small living things had their metropolis."