The rustle of the trees Shook the quiet of the day, When much to my surprise Way up high in the sky Came the mighty sound Of swhooshing!
With a hearty high-ho! My love came swooping From the trees And fell upon his knees. Taking my hand lovingly, Saying “Please, Fly away with me now, I be your Tarzan You be my Jane Sweet music we make While lying awake In the treetop of love With the sky above, Shining stars twinkling, Moonlight falling on your hair, Face oh so fair!
Then I nodded yes, And with great finesse He gave a wild whoop, Grabbed hold of the vine And away we did fly to the Top of the sky, making love To the tune of Cheetah’s sweet croon. L. Grimley
English: Color cover of the book ‘, written by and published in 1914. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Beauty is fresh and as lovely
As be the flowers in springtime,
As they wobble their heads gently in the breeze,
As they slowly climb their way to the stars,
For only to see the purple aplomb
Of all the angels ‘round the lilacs fair.
Centered there amongst the stars
Is a d’lightful hand of jubilant giants
Of molded mounds of marigolds,
Sitting round the echoless sounds
Of daisies pleasantly pleased with
Their effortless ease in growing
And being the forefront of things.
As all the flowers perk alike
To the stars that be aglow with light,
Sifting and seeding the sky with love,
And showing all the flowers that be:
Now, yes now comes the time to sing,
As each little flower learns to bring
Its radiance of love to all above,
And to shower about their fragrance fair.
In sharing with nature their heavenly air.
Dancers on a string
Guided by fingers above
When sightseeing in Glasgow I came across this interesting art mural. I love wall art! This one happened to be on a building right next to the tour bus I was about to get on, so I didn’t get to see if Glasgow had a plethora of wall artists or if this was just one of a few. I came across an interesting article titled The Wonderful World of Glasgow Street Art and Graffiti. It looks like there is plenty of wall art in Glasgow, so I’ll definitely keep my eyes peeled on my next visit to this wonderful city!
Here’s a puzzle I made this past week; or I should say, finished, as it took me more than a week to put together!
This is a watercolor pencil drawing of my back patio overlooking the woods and lawn. In a few months my little garden should be aburst with color – couple of hibiscus, rose bushes, Cape daisies, gladioli, and ornamental grasses and hosta.
DH has always loved the past – and me, I’d like to think, am much more progressive and in the Now or future of things; I say this as I listen to Pandora Radio – Harry Nilsson’s “Everybody’s Talking'”, Mama Cass’s “Dream a Little Dream of Me” and The Band’s “The Weight”. My! My!
In My Day
Where’s my remote?
Why are these controls so small?
Give me the Zenith Space Commander
Look at those singers – that’s singing?
Give me Bing Crosby any day.
And that’s a band?
Give me Harry James or Zazu Pitts any day!
Where’s my remote?
Time for my daily fix
Now for some Lawrence Welk.
Ahh, I’ll take Welk any day!