Posts filed under ‘the sky’

wee words wednesday – the golden path

allow

the

golden sky

to

guide

you

through

a peaceful

night

set

the setting sun…

September 3, 2014 at 2:02 pm 11 comments

Annual Labor Day 5K

a

crowded sky

full of participants

~ sprinting ~

quickly  ~

across a vast atmospheric tundra

replete

with an ambiance

of unfathomable proportions……

windy sky

you cannot see it ~ but ~ the race is in full swing

September 1, 2014 at 2:40 pm 3 comments

*little star*

*

have you seen my little star?

high up in the sky?

she is quite unique,

~ unlike the others ~

not very big

or

shine too bright.

*

most nights you will never see her

as she hides behind the moon ~

polishing her pointes,

practicing her twinkles

and

waiting patiently to hear my tune.

*

one night,

when you look up in the sky

you will know

~ undoubtedly ~

which star is mine…

she is the one that is leaping

and

twirling about

dancing until the end of time…

August 28, 2014 at 2:00 pm 16 comments

dragons, alligators and pterodactyls – Oh My!

.

.

all is quiet on the kingdom front ∼

a nice breeze, cool air

enjoying a relaxing flight…

OR

all is quiet in the swamp tonight ∼

enjoying a refreshing dip…

maybe catch a midnight snack?

OR

all is quiet amongst the Jurassic land below ∼

winging it about the clouds…

WAIT

are those naughty T-Rex’s up to no good again?

.

I cannot decide – What do you think?

dragon

7/14/2014 8:50ish pm

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photo(6)

what a cutie this guy is:)

July 15, 2014 at 3:29 pm 16 comments

thoughts behind the wheel…

º−−º

sunbeams bear hugs

moonbeams blow kisses

the wind likes to tickle

 and

the stars will grant wishes

º−−º

photo(4)

where the wheels of the mind keep turning…

º−−º

July 11, 2014 at 2:01 pm 18 comments

Wordless Wednesday – just passing through…

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sky 2

Lake County Forest Preserves in Wauconda, IL

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June 25, 2014 at 2:19 pm 13 comments

rays of brilliance

¤

every morning she rises high to the occasion,

except when pesky clouds seem to get in her way.

she returns to slumber every night

with dreams of a bright shining day.

¤

she enjoys the hours flying above

smiling at all she holds most dear –

whether she is wide awake

or

tucked in for the night,

she is always somewhere near.

¤

she is a guardian in the distance

making certain our existence moves along as planned

so

everyday begins anew,

every night we get to rest

and

continue on this unique journey…

we like to call life’s dance.

¤

we must never, ever lose sight of our respect,

gratitude,

and

admiration of her

because

someday she will get very tired –

go away

and

never return.

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somewhere…

December 9, 2013 at 6:55 pm 14 comments

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