Friday, July 29, 2011

journaling along...


Tomorrow is the deadline!  We turn in our journals, however done they are.  So, journaling along, I've added some of my own poetry into my pages. 

I've filled the birdfeeders.
The Redwings are back.
A bunny enjoys the spillover -
As Starlings flutter about 
 impatient for their turn.
me




A breeze whispers
Tiptoeing through
almost unnoticed
Until the windchimes tell.
me



We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.

T.S.Eliot



Each moment of the year
has its own beauty...
A picture which was never before
and shall never be seen again.

Ralph Waldo Emerson



The warm wooly sheep grazed
Among fluffy white seed heads
While the field napped.
me



Baaa!  Baaa! 

3 comments:

Robin said...

Your pages are beautiful!!! I am regretting that I didn't work on this steadily for the whole 9 months. I've been feeling very rushed with it lately!! But at least it's getting done!!!

Audrey said...

I like the windchime tattletales.

april said...

thanks!