...don't let the moment slip away...

a death

a time of reflection.

family.

friends.

pulling together.

laughter.

many tears.

much laughter.

remembering.

cherishing moments.

photographs of many happy times.

glimpses of those who have gone before.

always.

take.

the.

time.

to.

let.

them.

know.

you.

love.

them.

just BE.

robin.

...loving it when life is simple...

when my heart is full of happiness simply by looking at a mowed lawn, a turkey and a cat.

this morning,

while drinking coffee on the porch...

i watched this scene unfold...

gandalyn has taken

her place now, actually in the

hole at the bird feeder.

previously she would

watch the birds from the

safety beneath a cart.

the turkeys were out for their

morning breakfast...not knowing

that gandalyn was watching from

the hole.

i am sure that they both would have

stood their ground but

the suspense was too much...

i had mattie remove the kitty.

crisis averted.

************************************

yesterday i was "fretting" not worrying..."fretting" (right sue...)

about the riding mower needing tending to...

the grass was long overdue for it's first cutting of the year...

while i am a girl who likes to tinker with things

and try and figure things out... i was stuck.

i was trying to figure out how to drain the oil,

which has gas in it...out of the mower.

then my knight in shining armor came to save the day...

my dad.

he always has the right tools, and always has the know how...and doesn't have to stumble his way through things...he just knows. i love that about him...i am his biggest fan.

thanks pa. i love you.

welcome to coffee hour.

welcome to Sunday morning.

just BE

robin.

...swelling of possibilities...

as one gets older

one sees many more

paths

that

could

be

taken.

artists

sense within their own work

that

kind

of

swelling

of

possibilities,

which may seem

a freedom

or a confusion.

~jasper johns

today is shadow day

please venture over to

HEY HARRIET...if you love

shadows...you'll love these photos.

where does your creativity lie today?

just BE.

robin.

...ellen marie byers wiltzer...

I am nothing special;

of this I am sure.

I am a common person with common thoughts,

and I've led a common life.

There are no monuments

dedicated to me and my

name may soon be forgotten,

but I've loved you

with all my

heart and soul,

and to me,

this

has

always

been

enough.

11 november 1936- 15 may 2009

you will be missed by all who knew you

and loved you.

just BE.

robin.

...porches and rain...

one

of

the

things

that i love

about

this

house-

is the porch.

i

went out at 11

last night, while it was raining...

i laid down on the bench

and

listened to the

rain.

it was hitting some

over turned buckets...

plink, plink, plink.

it

was

very, very, very

relaxing.

i could

have fallen asleep

right there

on

the

hard bench.

this

morning

i caught

the product of last night's

rain...

on

the

tulips.

just BE.

robin.

...other's expectations...

you

can't

base

your

life

on

other

people's

expectations.

~stevie wonder

just BE.

robin.

...just do it...

Life

is

to

be

lived.

just BE.

robin.

...passion...

from their little fuzzy heads where they began...

to these tall, reaching for the sun beauties...

nobody cares

if you can't dance well.

just get up and dance.

great dancers are not

great because of their

technique.

they are great

because

of

their

passion.

~martha graham

isn't this true of most

things we do?

whatever it is you do...

do it with passion.

just BE.

robin.

...my blessings flow...

just BE.

robin.

...a definition of home...

i told my family not to get me

anything for mother's day...and i

awoke this morning to find this on my computer...

this is from my fifteen year young daughter...who has wisdom beyond her years...

she has incorporated all things that she knows are special to my very soul...

and my mom's soul as well...this is for you too tilda.

the definition of home

a cool summer morning

a coffee cup near

the birds belt their songs

the people stop and hear

****

under the shade of a long aged tree

favorite chairs of the ones who use to be

a pudding stone as a favorite rock

flowers that bloom at four o'clock

****

a big red barn with a climbing tree in front

a happy yellow dog always on the hunt

a dusty road that leads to home

a wind chime singing from the wind blown

****

a magical porch with magical ways

a chocolate cake made with mayonnaise

clothes on the line flow in the breeze

a comfy back yard that nobody sees.

****

a place called home to a country girl

who moved from the city, and now sees the world

a cozy little town with so much love

we're all so blessed with our gift from above.

~sarah christine 2009

the greatest gift given

is the day

you find out

that they were listening...

Happy Mother's Day

just BE.

robin.