As I walked I was amazed at what overnight had appeared, the woods had filled in so much, the grass had shot up and the greenery had filled in, where I had been able to see deep into the woods, I could now only see to the front. I had to crane and look between the trees and the greenery to see barely deeper into the woods. Just overnight from a little rain and the recent warm temperatures. Perhaps that is where, "you can't see the forest for the trees" comes from? I barely missed an animal, cracking the branches deeper into the safety of the woods. By the time I looked up to where the sound had come from, there was nothing, but perhaps a small path in which he exited. Maybe he was sunning, or grazing on the lush grass, how he heard the steps of my walking shoes on the pavement I do not know, I do not walk heavy on my feet. I could tell that he was not a small animal based on where the cracking branches had come from, as they are not low to the ground, perhaps a yearling dear I am guessing. As I continued on my daily, I was surprised by whom I shared "my" road. There were worms inching along, are they driven from the ground from too much rain? They certainly do not share the road every day with me. I hear frogs in the ditches and in the wetter grass that I pass, and they only quiet when I am directly upon them and yet mostly, I cannot see them when I pause to see where the croaking comes from. The birds, I do not recognize their many calls, especially the Amazon screeching that put me beside myself as I have never heard that sound before in my life, where on earth did that bird come from and what is it doing in these woods? Ole Woody Woodpecker I did recognize at work, almost daily really. I have often wondered what he accomplishes by putting holes in trees and why isn't he concussing himself as experts study the woodpecker in the field of concussions. As I am walking back home, I am caught by the sight of a little bird attacking a big bird in flight, diving in to attack the bigger birds tail feathers. I am immediately in the little bird's corner, silently rooting for him to drive the bigger bird out of the little bird's territory. And as that happens, I am stopped by my mind as it asks, why do you assume the big bird as the bully, why is it the little bird's territory? As I finish up my walk, I look harder at what occupies my road, oil spots, what vehicle stopped here, for how long to leave those spots? A couple more spots, looks like some liquid that a farmer would use on the fields, without the farmers being out and about for the last two weeks I wouldn't have had that clue.Trash, but not overwhelmingly so, it looks like stuff that has fallen from a vehicle or a trailer, except for the empty seed bags and some kind of chemical bottle that a farmer had, no doubt, blown from his fillup stop. A couple of tires that someone has dumped, that my neighbor has to pick up as they are on his side of the road. No, if they are on my side, tomorrow they'll just be back on yours, I joke, as we really are good neighbors. Alas and finally, three unlucky lottery tickets, I'll recheck them just to make sure, yep, you and I were unlucky. I'll just put them down where you left them, you might be back, right? Yes, certainly they will compost, I am sure. Ah, here I am, home again, no matter how many times I leave it, or where I go, or for how long, I am glad to be back. Home.
I am looking for one with a good sense of humor. I think humor can be used to overcome most anything . I pray for those that fight or have fought the battle and the loving memory of Stefanie Spielman. From Chris and Stefanie Spielman's story, That's Why I'm Here, "Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails." 1 Corinthians 13: 4 - 8. I heard the song with..."I've loved you for a thousand years and I'll love you for a thousand more"... Who doesn't want to find a love like that? I'm not a comedian but I will make you laugh. I want someone that wants to live life, with unlimited growth and breadth. I like live music preferably a small local group,e.g. a jazz or a blues ensemble.I like OSU sports and the Clipper's too.I really like the arts and it doesn't matter what genre.I would love to see a Symphony or a Broadway play with you, of course that includes off Broadway too. A positive thinker would have something in common with me.
"Men's best successes come after their disappointments"-Beecher That will be you.
"A man is likely to mind his own business when it is worth minding."-Hoffer
"Which is of more faith, moving mountains or of seeing mountains move?" unknown
Question: How should we live? "We should seek the greatest value of our action."-Hawking
"One must wait until the evening to see how splendid the day has been"-Sophocles
"We make a living by what we get, we make a life by what we give." Churchill