so I finally downloaded all 120 picks off my cell phone today and i had forgotten all about these .. we were at the local farm supply store last spring and they had so many "cute little fuzzies". I just wanted to scoop them all up and take them home in my pocket, but I couldn't figure out how to explain the sudden need for a chicken coup and duck pond to my husband ...so, I just took picks home with me to remember them chicks by.
It was a small blessing actually to find these today. With all the death going on in the world, I was starting to just feel a bit dismal about everything.
Then I found these forgotten photos and it reminded me that with death comes rebirth . And even though, right now, we may not be able to see our way through the brush and brambles before us , a hand will come to us and it will guide us through.
It was a much needed bright spot and a warm welcoming reminder of all things greater than myself .
You know the old saying of not being able to see the forest for the trees ? I had been feeling like that. Like no matter how hard or not I looked I just couldn't see what I thought I needed to see.
But, I am reminded that , when the time comes, I will see clearly all that I need to .
I still must take some time to ponder my course and I will have to do my part to clear my path just like every one else must do from time to time.
But isn't it wonderful to know , that we are not alone when we must face lifes unknown?
Today I give thanks for All I love and all that loves me . and it harm none including me Blessed Be Ma Fay
I am Mother,Grandmother, Wife, Daughter,Sister,Aunt, Friend.
I am constant and ever changing.
I love and am loved.
I am ME! for what ever and whom ever that is..
I am discovering and rediscovering myself and life .( I am a bad speller and I stink at grammar. Shame on me at my age I know , but I am working on it.) My Family was as diverse in it's traditions as it was in its heritage.My Mother, Dutch-Italian-Irish from the north , My Father, Southern-Scotch -Irish-English. My sister and I were adopted so into that mix you add, Irish - Native American and some German and ... Wham! you have a traditional version of the American melting pot filled with a variety of ingredients, which all blended together to teach us to honor the uniqueness in the ones we love and the strangers who are friends we simply haven't met yet. Welcome new friends. If you leave a comment and i don't respond, it's not that i am rude. I am a bit shy, or i may not know what to say, and sometime a bit bubble headed. But I read them all and love to hear from you All.