Spring is the birth for a new beginning.
Life starts from a passion of affection.
Pollination begins with life’s connection.
Plants bud, flowers bloom, and birds start singing.
Mating rituals start with a dance of love.
He sings his song to the one of his choice.
She beckons his calling with sounding voice.
A new generation they are thinking of.
Hurry! Hurry! We need to make this nest.
For I am with family can’t you see.
I will build this nest from the very best.
This is for you, me and the other three.
Babies nestled under their mother’s breast.
The fledglings were loved, nourished and had no need.
Photo and poem by me (R. Smith)
Photo was taken with a Sony A77II, Sony lens 70-400mm, ISO 800,
400mm, f/7.1, 1/1000 of a sec. Location: Lions bridge, Newport News, VA
Oh to be welcomed amongst a flock of birds and see the excitement of these pigeons. Their wings open like outstretched arms flapping like hands clapping with enthusiasm. It was a pleasure to photograph these exhilarating creatures.
Hope you enjoy the photo and the written humor!
A month ago (June 23) I wrote a post titled “My dog is a friend and companion” This is an update to that post. My friend and companion, who I knew all his life, 13 years finished the race before me. The last few weeks for him was down-hill. As with most elderly, he’d like to take several naps each day and only get up for some water and when time to eat. When he needed to go out to do his business, it was a slow task for him to walk to the door. In the last two weeks he’d look up to me as if to say I need help to the door. I’d pick him up and stroke his back as I walked with him in my arms to the door. I’d stand there and watch him. His skinny little legs barely kept him standing. When he finished, I’d go out and bring him back in. He’d sit on my lap as I watched television. When it was time for bed, we’d both get up, our stiff and aching joints made both of us move slowly to our bed. This past weekend he couldn’t get up. Earlier in the year we took him to the vet, tests showed a high elevated liver count. The vet said it could be cancer and at his age it would only be a matter of time. I took him back to the Vet hospital on Monday. The vet examined him and said it is best he be euthanized. He wasn’t in pain, but he lost all his strength and energy and lost half of his normal weight. I thank God for these 13 years we had together. Our dog, Leo, gave me and my wife unconditional love. Leo was a pet who was raised and trained with unconditional love also.
During my seven decades plus, I had to see two of my pets pass on. I said “I can’t do this again”. But I lied to myself. At my elderly age I still wanted a dog. A dog that would out live me. I figured out my average life span and looked for a dog whose dog life would be a little longer than mine. I took in all factors other than accidental death. Thirteen years ago I got a toy poodle pup. I was still frisky and active, as was he. We have grown old together. I relate to his aching muscles, sore joints and frequent naps. We no longer take those youthful long playful walks. Our stride is short and somewhat staggering. Now we slowly creep through life. I lost a few teeth as he also, I have sagging skin, his no longer has that youthful tone. My hair is grey as his once jet black is now a dull grey. Each day he weakens. I feel I may see my friend and companion go before me. If so, its been an elderly pleasure to age together.
My wife and I were dog sitting. Our friend, in the military, got orders for a six-month deployment and we promised to watch Sebastian. Sebastian is a six-year-old lhasa apso.
One morning my wife left Sebastian out in the yard to do his morning routine. After 5 minutes, she opened the door and called for Sebastian. No Sebastian, my wife was worried, thoughts came to her mind; how will I explain this to Sebastian’s master that he had run away. She clapped her hands and kept calling his name. Finally, his little white hair body appeared from the neighbors yard, his tail tucked between his legs and his little pug face bowed to the ground.
With one hand on her hip and the other hand pointing a finger at him. My wife cried out to Sebastian “You better get in this house. Just what have got to say for yourself”? Sebastian slowly lifted up his head, his big round black eyes looked at my wife. At that point, she knew what Sebastian would say:
I am sorry about this morning. I know you were very worried and upset. I don’t know what happened to me. The morning was clear and crisp. I was so focused on the birds singing it just put me in a playful mood. The air was finally fit to breathe. I could smell things from a greater distance. There was this scent filtering through the air that lifted me right off my feet. I could feel myself being carried off to a far away place. I know you know that feeling. I have seen you focus on a TV show or read a book. You don’t hear anything around you. That was how it was with me. Then I heard hands clapping and my name being called. I looked around. I was really scared nothing looked familiar. I knew your voice. I ran towards the sound then it stopped. I didn’t know which way to turn. I was so scared I pee’d on some pretty flowers. Finally, I smelled something familiar and I followed the scent and it led me home. I was so excited when I saw you, but I knew the tone in your voice I was in a lot of trouble. I hope you will forgive me. I know I will be punished and I deserve it. Thank you for your love for me.
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I am one of many thousands that believe that all the universes and our little planet earth was created by God. I know I was put here on earth to be a servant to God. One of my jobs is to provide a well kept planet. I am thankful my little area of earth is filled with an abundance of healthy colorful trees, mountains and plants. The air and water meets the standard healthy grade as per our Government.
It saddens me to see people in other countries wear masks to protect their lungs from the polluted air. The water not safe to drink due to high levels of poisonous chemicals. Plants are tainted with harmful substances that is unfit for human consumption. Animals dying by poachers in order to provide for a sinful need. Depletion of fish due to illegal means of catching.
If I were to see God now, I think I’d see tears of sorrow and disappointment as he looks out over earth. A planet he created with love for our pleasure, contentment and unselfish needs. This is not the first time he has seen greed take the place of his blessings. All He ever wanted from us is to worship, love, obey, be righteous and give Him all the thanks and glory everyday, a simple request. How easy it is for greed to devour our earth.
Photo: by 1kayaker.wordpress (Richard Smith)
We must not be careless as we fullfill this charge. Like the creator, we should care for the earth responsibly and lovingly.
It is great to know you are alive. I can feel your breath and hear you breathe. Your breath is like a feathery touch as it blows gently against my skin. The slow back and forth sway of the thin branches creak with each inhale and exhale of your breath.
Your eyes open slowly. A beam of white light spreads above the darkness on the horizon. Patches of light fog filters the white glow. As the sun rises and the fog lifts, a bright, clear, new day begins. It’s like you are smiling and happy to see me.
The sweet smell of life is all around. The potpourri of pines, persimmons and the musty scent of rich soil permeates the area. Drips of morning dew glisten on the patches of grass like a gentle mist sprinkled down from heaven.
The choir of birds sing their chorus of melodies of joy as their day opens. It is like angels singing praise and worship as you watch over your children. Thank you Lord for my life, it is a pleasure to serve you and do your will.
Painting & Blog by: 1kayaker (Richard Smith)
What would your life be like if you had no emotional contrast? A human life is filled with contrast. I can’t imagine a static mind or body.
When I was young I had a mix of distinguishing characteristics. Now, what sets me apart from some people are my responses.
Which side does your emotional contrast lean to?
Do you show:
Love when others are Hateful
Joy when others are Depressive
Peace when others are Stressed
Patience when others are Impatient
Kindness when others are Rude
Goodness when others are Insensitive
Faithfulness when others are Backstabbing
Gentleness when others are Rough
Self-control when others are Controlled by a passion
When I know I am focusing on the negative side, I refocus and set my mind on the positive side of life. If we stay focused on the negative side, it is like a cancer it will eat at you until you can’t handle that pain. It is better to lean to the positive side.
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I know those footsteps by the impression it makes as you lead the way. I feel and hear you breathe. Your breath is like a feathery touch as it blows gently against my skin. The slow back and forth sway of thin branches creak with each inhale and exhale of your breath. A beam of white light spreads above the darkness on the horizon. Patches of light fog filters the white glow. As the sun rises and the fog lifts, a bright, clear, new day begins. You are smiling and happy to see me.
I smell the sweetness of life flowing as you move about. The potpourri of pines, persimmons and the musty scent of rich soil permeates the area. The morning freshness is like a splash of water on my face.
The choir of birds sing their chorus of melodies of joy as their day begins. It is like angels singing praise and worship as you watch over your children. Thank you Lord for my life, it is a pleasure to serve you and follow your footsteps.
This post is in response to the daily prompt: Footsteps