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Afternoon Sun

Sharing a beautiful poem today.
Sitting on a beach sounds wonderful doesn’t it?
Right now, we are in the deep freeze – with snow and ice and predictions of even lower temps and winds coming from the north.
May we all be “on a beach” occasionally, in our memories, as we move through the winter months – one day at a time.

Travels with Tio

for the first time 
in seeming months
we sat at water’s edge
mesmerized by stillness
listening
to the gentle lap of waves
feeling the warmth
of afternoon sun
slowly melt our frozen souls

shadows passed
as geese honked overhead
laughing children scurried by

Ah…
I heard a voice within

at last,
there is hope again

tio stib

You might also enjoy: Blind Man on a Bench, Life Journey Poems and Prose

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NO LOOKING BACK IN 2019

I am re-blogging this to SCAN tonight. I think there is so much wisdom here, Patty. I wish you the best of all that can be for2019, and I am thankful that you are in my life – both as a professional and as a personal friend. You do so much for others!

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NO LOOKING BACK IN 2019

BY: PATTY L. FLETCHER

JANUARY 2, 2019

“Today is yesterday’s tomorrow, and tomorrow is another day.”

I’m not sure who the author of that quote is but I’m sure of one thing, it goes right along with the theme I’ve chosen for myself in 2019.

‘NO LOOKING BACK’

Over the years I’ve wasted lots of time on looking behind me, worrying about things that cannot be changed, and trying to right wrongs that are no longer relevant to life and what it holds for me now.

Now, is the operative word in that sentence. Now, is where we are, and from where we must begin if we wish to go ‘Forward’ in our lives and make ‘Progress’ in the year to come.

This morning as I’ve been readying myself for the work that lies ahead of me in the coming year, regrettably I’ve come to…

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Friday Favs – Aloe Vera: Winter Delights

Post 151

11 January 2019

 

Friday Favs: Aloe Vera: Winter Delights

 

I often begin my morning by checking

the daily issue of the Old Farmer’s Almanac –

I receive a Newsletter which  comes silently

each day

in my mailbox.

First,

I check the front page for the poem of the day.  The featured poem, or fragment of a poem or proverb or quote always has a beautiful photograph or art work that goes with it.  To see a photo with some creative text is  inspiring to me.   Do you enjoy seeing an artistic image with a poem?  I think it is a WIN-WIN when there are TWO CREATIVE WORKS side-by-side.

How do YOU feel about that?

I think of  a POEM PLUS PHOTO  as a

MARRIAGE MADE IN HEAVEN.

Word + Image = ART!

Below: Photo by Lynda McKinney Lambert.

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Today –

I spotted some photos of  a type of succulent plant that I love.

I bought my first Aloe Vera about twenty years ago at a rare plant store in Georgia. We were visiting our daughter who lived in Georgia at that time.

The Rare Plant store  was a thrill for us to find.  I never was in such a  a store that sold rare plants – we purchased a few of them and a container to plant them in. This purchase was how  I started my succulent collection.

I bought a shallow terra-cotta planter that looks something like a pie dish.  The circular planter  is wide at the top and shallow – only about 3 inches deep. I still have the dish I purchased  and I still have several types of Aloe Vera plants.

Aloe Vera plants brighten our  rooms

from late fall to early spring. 

As soon as I am sure winter frosts are over,  my plants go outside to live on our wraparound porch for about 6 months a year.  They thrive in the bright light of the porch, yet they are protected from  rain and direct sunlight.  It is important to keep the plants out of the rain  because they will get too wet and begin to rot.  The need to be in containers of terra-cotta for good  drainage.

With good care you can have your Aloe Vera plants for many years.

Everything you ever want to know about t Aloe Vera Plants

Here is a poem I wrote when my Partridge Breasted Aloe was blooming.

“Partridge Breasted Aloe”

She thrust her pointed daggers

upward and outward

concave deep green leaves

adorned with white spots

front and back.

Basks in winter sunshine.

from a center core at the base

spiny and plump

with white designs

on the spruce green leaves.

 

Winter is flowering season

one long stem bursts above

like a quiet barn swallow

shooting up from the center

of a rosette in the springtime

one salmon pink flower

fills my mornings with a delicate scent

no fragrance can match

the fragile beauty of her perfume.

 

Partridge Breast is a sun worshipper

thrives in the south-facing window

prefers to drink less in winter.

 

Partridge Breast is the Queen of my collection

succulents and cacti, my delights.

Partridge Breasted Aloe brings

a sense of peace to my home.

When spring rains turn towards

Summer’s cat-like days

my succulent friends spend their

vacation on my sun-drenched porch

where no grooming is necessary.

By Lynda McKinney Lambert, 2017.

Previously Published:

Naturewriting, Literary Magazine -, Feb. 13, 2018

Behind Our Eyes: A Literary Sunburst – Anthology #3. 2019

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New Year New Beginnings!

I am re-blogging this post for it is something to celebrate.
This blogger is my daughter, Heidi Lambert McClure. This is her first blog post – ever! This should be a fun adventure in blogging for her and I ask that you visit her site, give her a “LIKE” and leave her a comment to encourage her on this new adventure.

Thank you for being generous, thoughtful, and caring about a new blogger and a new friend on the WP Blogger SITES.

Sassafrass Hill Days

The blessing of Christmas and cherished time spent with family is behind us. New years eve and New years day were just two quiet days in the cabin on the hill. Jerry, me & all of our furry children wondering what the new year would bring. Monday quietly rolled into Tuesday.

New Year, New beginnings! January 1st 2019 I started my new JOB! I am now officially self employed! My studio is now my work place and I am now my own boss! I have worked for this day for a very long time and this will be the BEST job I have ever had!

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The Connie

Friday Fav for January 4, 2019.


Today, I am honoring and celebrating a wonderful achievement.


My  story, “The Connie” is the MOST-VISITED  Blog Post on SCAN.

I first published it on SCAN-  July 10, 2016.

“The Connie,” also appears in my latest book, “Walking by Inner Vision: Stories & Poems,” DLD Books, 217. Since it was first published, “The Connie” continues to be the MOST VISITED POST here on SCAN.


Publication Record for

“The Connie”

 Indiana Voice Journal, September 2016. Issue #26

  SCAN, Blog. February  9, 2016 and January 4, 2019

  Lambert, Lynda McKinney. Walking by Inner Vision: Stories & Poems, 2017

Magnets & Ladders, Spring/Summer 2018. Won 2nd Place in Non-fiction, $20.00 prize.


Take a break from your  ***Beginning-of-the-Year ***  planning, and take a walk with me along the banks of “The Connie.” I’ll meet you there.

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The Connie

by Lynda McKinney Lambert

July 9, 2016

High humidity and stifling heat on this July afternoon begins to urge me to dream of the month ahead. I admit it! I love late August days even more because they signify the approaching end of summer.

When nights become cooler I’ll begin to forget the predictable, unrelenting steamy days and nights of July. Temperature readings by mid-August will drop down into the 50s. I’ll open the windows; feel the cool breeze move through the familiar old house. July’s humidity and stuffiness will be swept away from the house and my thoughts when I begin to sense the shift of a quickly approaching change of seasons. My senses begin to stir my imagination today. There is something brewing in the atmosphere as I stand in the mid-day sunshine and look at the landscape all around me. I see every imaginable hue…

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I am an artist because…

Some thoughts about the nature of an artist – on New Years Day.
In this blog post, writer Christian Mihai, gives an inside view of the mindset of the artist. You may be surprised at his response to this question.
What is an artist?
How do you know what an artist is?

Cristian Mihai

There’s a part of me that believes art to be a primordial aspect of the human condition. Art inspires, art is a way of achieving greatness, of building a better world. Art turns strangers into friends. Without art, without artists, we wouldn’t be ourselves anymore.

Because I feel that within the confines of any artistic form of expression, we allow ourselves to wear a mask. The artist hides behind words or paints or brushes. And he feels safe. He can be anyone he wants to be. His freedom is limitless. And he plays this bizarre game of hide and seek with the rest of the world, constantly changing the rules, until he decides – maybe on a mere subconscious level – to  be himself, thinking that people will never find out.

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