tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789372539871924072024-03-27T19:53:41.558-04:00SANS SOUCISANS SOUCI: WITHOUT WORRY, WITHOUT CARE. A peaceful stopover in your busy internet travels. Share some art, stories, poetry, opinions, fun. No worries, no stress here in this inner world. Come in and relax.
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J Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16418645028718782130noreply@blogger.comBlogger563125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-778937253987192407.post-47400887622378500952024-01-10T14:51:00.001-05:002024-01-10T14:51:22.976-05:00There is no title for lazy people like me<p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgKHjJx09XJQormYqhpn5ZCmo0jCaAaVgxUYvMUf4gLmqWmrKhyphenhyphen9ONli6MNpCTeeG4c7UqFPrwsMq2y5UmwDNH97utg96IpeyHEjPvhan7qUFQyk5kYQQ5RLmgzQT0q2baO3qvzHL7K6fFfeEyGC41U011HmsjWBaB1tiVuAxT4Y2fWu-R2VZ4A9N_Ubk/s3024/Cow%20emoji.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgKHjJx09XJQormYqhpn5ZCmo0jCaAaVgxUYvMUf4gLmqWmrKhyphenhyphen9ONli6MNpCTeeG4c7UqFPrwsMq2y5UmwDNH97utg96IpeyHEjPvhan7qUFQyk5kYQQ5RLmgzQT0q2baO3qvzHL7K6fFfeEyGC41U011HmsjWBaB1tiVuAxT4Y2fWu-R2VZ4A9N_Ubk/s320/Cow%20emoji.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><b>Well, Hiya! I'll be back...one of these days. </b></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span></p>J Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16418645028718782130noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-778937253987192407.post-41715061949226639062023-08-25T10:01:00.003-04:002023-08-29T13:51:07.929-04:00Haiku my Heart - Not!<p style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: courier; font-size: large;">I think my haiku days are leaving the planet. I don't know, maybe it will return. But right now, I'm just concentrating on....whatever! </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">You KNOW there will be BIRDS involved. <br />And ART.<br /><span style="color: #ff00fe;">And whatever else I can conjure up.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe;"><span style="font-family: courier;">I'm thinking of making an art journal. It's been awhile. Or perhaps writing more poetry and/or short stories. It's been awhile. And I have a skull in mind, with lots of jewels and sparkle. Of course, by next week I may be off on another tangent. </span><span style="font-family: courier;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Right now, it's (still) BALD EAGLE FRENZY!! Can't help it. I love them. I love to paint them. These are original pastel on sanded paper, <u><span style="color: red;">approximately</span></u> 6x6, and available. Tell anyone who loves bald eagles. Holiday gift time is coming up! You can email me at mycawbites@aol.com. Two of these are (tentatively) already sold! 😊 I will be painting more, and I am really interested in getting the Philippine Eagle and the Harpy Eagle under my pastel pencil. My muse is calling!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;">Do you have a special bird, or maybe dog or cat you would like painted? Pastel or acrylic. Let me know. I am NOT expensive.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO-3zdwzQaSJ-NrZTFrhIQt6j8MVL22LPPEgHyO5qULUSnaT_ErvxOPaLi1qj5gy66TxDFuhoDkVtn_9jShAM2DPVCdhvjKGEtVoNoXkUJypb0p6ud6oqoHs6Lmjy5OMJ6OC4FHkUKWpJVz5qWgBGZ0LhPl2kTOIumj_0ePRYIGQ6Zinx0s-y5MM2i1Hs/s1080/Eag.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO-3zdwzQaSJ-NrZTFrhIQt6j8MVL22LPPEgHyO5qULUSnaT_ErvxOPaLi1qj5gy66TxDFuhoDkVtn_9jShAM2DPVCdhvjKGEtVoNoXkUJypb0p6ud6oqoHs6Lmjy5OMJ6OC4FHkUKWpJVz5qWgBGZ0LhPl2kTOIumj_0ePRYIGQ6Zinx0s-y5MM2i1Hs/w200-h200/Eag.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9jMsQT28FNmc2xANc5jK8h0skkGi1x0BbiD7tmofw2CmU8fTP9IKPSlyLJj7udTd9WCDIZ2vpTO37rQkLowKElVEFsJwyFRI4uy7Lk74HT9BHi7bZrqcqB70VeUIAqIF8o-Ce91G9sGuLU8XHoPxdIEFj9RpdN9qYzTqE267_vn8S2tSgCXiyVd4pUs4/s1080/eag2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9jMsQT28FNmc2xANc5jK8h0skkGi1x0BbiD7tmofw2CmU8fTP9IKPSlyLJj7udTd9WCDIZ2vpTO37rQkLowKElVEFsJwyFRI4uy7Lk74HT9BHi7bZrqcqB70VeUIAqIF8o-Ce91G9sGuLU8XHoPxdIEFj9RpdN9qYzTqE267_vn8S2tSgCXiyVd4pUs4/w200-h200/eag2.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVWpX1lpTYVyPn0EygcpIlm6PRD_ktf7U6r4qFWjkGu7r8Fhc0qHdp0xt7QrrBbpSTGKe_UOiws8nMVihli-O9q4vDghIV6osxn4PxHmJ3lROylIJLS1GAUJeF9VLKcEED-lUPSCgZBdkIwJSOwkDoBx3kuePlRwX6xLQGlyquIRY1Uf7O1odi-SKolQk/s1219/eag3.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1219" data-original-width="1080" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVWpX1lpTYVyPn0EygcpIlm6PRD_ktf7U6r4qFWjkGu7r8Fhc0qHdp0xt7QrrBbpSTGKe_UOiws8nMVihli-O9q4vDghIV6osxn4PxHmJ3lROylIJLS1GAUJeF9VLKcEED-lUPSCgZBdkIwJSOwkDoBx3kuePlRwX6xLQGlyquIRY1Uf7O1odi-SKolQk/w178-h200/eag3.jpg" width="178" /></a><b>SOLD. THANK YOU.</b> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEAi9yeCegA9ae45iOKdO7wv2wFr11vYVTiYCErSU39DNHR92pOLO6mYJ0fcR35Z3A2EfLs7Um0O5o90mQegQc2QF9KAHScecLA3UC_7aIbGG4lFwMD8pZoNmLBHfbsus20nDtCn8nsCxV2G34LFSHABqk89iTsvMvqkp1Ltu3Z9sSRcjWuy_6stuxtN8/s1080/eag4.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEAi9yeCegA9ae45iOKdO7wv2wFr11vYVTiYCErSU39DNHR92pOLO6mYJ0fcR35Z3A2EfLs7Um0O5o90mQegQc2QF9KAHScecLA3UC_7aIbGG4lFwMD8pZoNmLBHfbsus20nDtCn8nsCxV2G34LFSHABqk89iTsvMvqkp1Ltu3Z9sSRcjWuy_6stuxtN8/w200-h200/eag4.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcrIlIZ6qqOmWlZ16jl-BuB5a2bGv3_U49RXyH41KTokYKVGHR_Z_yQYpFYJlu7X1spAZ199rDMe7D7dUetn6-VUgqA47GcX5qzwqKAXhBQjH_SCuFlLRWrUuW94PD6ixocq98QsjxjexAQC70SMMyYyaT97pbcu0RjoCvoA0ZhGyUwNVvMeOEqjhtFdA/s1080/eag6.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="color: red; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">See you next week, if the good Lord's willing and the creek don't rise!</span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">⚘</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span><p></p>J Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16418645028718782130noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-778937253987192407.post-56064070778856687742023-08-12T11:58:00.003-04:002023-08-13T15:21:41.505-04:00Haiku my Heart - - Down and Up<p style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: courier; font-size: x-large;"><i>very quietly<br />eagle rode the wind downward<br />prey was unaware</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin9_E2fCBiK5BgKkDzSNZbpGLtLH-0R25r_mM0g4-5uPmzh412Xyp9-trlctuMWl5tEwaset8KW74v6ZW2AU5cI_noIoLl3CLnsPOdX8Cj0XlxFC3VF954frJtlE1brudBj_qoCfiyqg2Y2sTlg_9tF0WpGNrOZztQXXHPnkrGsgfemQiOAb_D01gbBIk/s991/sunset%20flight.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="558" data-original-width="991" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin9_E2fCBiK5BgKkDzSNZbpGLtLH-0R25r_mM0g4-5uPmzh412Xyp9-trlctuMWl5tEwaset8KW74v6ZW2AU5cI_noIoLl3CLnsPOdX8Cj0XlxFC3VF954frJtlE1brudBj_qoCfiyqg2Y2sTlg_9tF0WpGNrOZztQXXHPnkrGsgfemQiOAb_D01gbBIk/s320/sunset%20flight.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Sunset Flight acrylic 7x14 Available just ask</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b><i>Its too hot to go out. Too hot to even think. So I paint. Its cool where I paint. Hoping this Florida excessive heat wave goes away soon. So dry with no rain. I put water out for the birds. Keep it clean and cool. They come and bathe, drink. Fills my soul with happy things when I see it. </i></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1SCuGZg6Exqu6I7mhcjtmonfWMcBzoLSjxtGfQTpUcvbnNeRM24UPM_SiUVDSPAzCUqI7F72Wbso9JmKtVwxMekmnRw0NQTPz1-NuvFQqW7wmgcIFX9VmhkliR6QNEpb0a8L2gIlQnM46F86FV9qtXl2hjd640OoiiU9S61JNgSXmf4V6in-h2AHCmUo/s2066/Behind%20the%20Dune%20Flowers.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2066" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1SCuGZg6Exqu6I7mhcjtmonfWMcBzoLSjxtGfQTpUcvbnNeRM24UPM_SiUVDSPAzCUqI7F72Wbso9JmKtVwxMekmnRw0NQTPz1-NuvFQqW7wmgcIFX9VmhkliR6QNEpb0a8L2gIlQnM46F86FV9qtXl2hjd640OoiiU9S61JNgSXmf4V6in-h2AHCmUo/s320/Behind%20the%20Dune%20Flowers.jpg" width="167" /></a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Behind the Dune Flowers 7x14 acrylic</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><span style="font-size: xx-small; font-weight: bold;">Available from </span><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><b>https://island-cove.com/</b></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><b>727.510.1657</b></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5NaIVv17JKQWnO5MDVQhoZAKp17AxwCvYPqd6BcW6aW418DZ2BQApQnfonccV_6rFaMDBgGFxJ9CqkVdkLBhX5TDGAiGKcVpSQ9ksopyC3u8xkZIwztiLT0NMkwh4K51ui_z3W3N2YdEYmepmNiWYyqWg-xm_a0J5vB1MafndOwjqXZClqkGvJbqN_ek/s1296/Harriet%20Voice%20of%20the%20Wind.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1296" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5NaIVv17JKQWnO5MDVQhoZAKp17AxwCvYPqd6BcW6aW418DZ2BQApQnfonccV_6rFaMDBgGFxJ9CqkVdkLBhX5TDGAiGKcVpSQ9ksopyC3u8xkZIwztiLT0NMkwh4K51ui_z3W3N2YdEYmepmNiWYyqWg-xm_a0J5vB1MafndOwjqXZClqkGvJbqN_ek/s320/Harriet%20Voice%20of%20the%20Wind.jpg" width="267" /></a></div><br /><b>Harriet - Voice of the Wind 8x10 acrylic</b></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><b>available at https://island-cove.com/</b></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><b>727.510.1657<br /><br /></b></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>These two paintings are going into the gallery today. This is Harriet, the missing bald eagle from Ft. Myers. Strong, Loved, Missed. If you would like to know her story, check out SWF Eagle Cam. I will miss you Harriet. And...if no one wants to give you a home, I will come get you and bring you back. Maybe I will do that anyway. 😢</b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>*****</b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;"><b>Until next time....Be well. Be happy.</b></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;"><b> </b></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b><br /></b></span></div><span style="font-family: courier;"><br /></span></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><br /><i style="font-size: xx-large;"><br /></i></span></p>J Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16418645028718782130noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-778937253987192407.post-84623861587255553282023-07-28T10:48:00.000-04:002023-07-28T10:48:57.770-04:00Haiku My Heart - A New Day<p style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: courier; font-size: x-large;">from her porch rocker<br />a woman watched the sunrise<br />a passerby waved</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRoR8vhXcy93IasE8jew6grdqqzRgIRMUyFUepNgzgBgTUsk6YAKv7KVrD98pZ2DQc7hHmy2Y-Cufk-YLMMiJ7bUttdZS7LDd_zCPgxArOIa_nXwTiId_CwmaNXeU-ecTu-pMfkxu_dVeFp0DmOTHoSYTY2xkKLZZOCevwFcMyFq4WWQlc-l41tL7_ESI/s1721/wave.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1721" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRoR8vhXcy93IasE8jew6grdqqzRgIRMUyFUepNgzgBgTUsk6YAKv7KVrD98pZ2DQc7hHmy2Y-Cufk-YLMMiJ7bUttdZS7LDd_zCPgxArOIa_nXwTiId_CwmaNXeU-ecTu-pMfkxu_dVeFp0DmOTHoSYTY2xkKLZZOCevwFcMyFq4WWQlc-l41tL7_ESI/s320/wave.jpg" width="201" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">ink & marker</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">So....last Friday no haiku as usual. I confess I was just lazy. But today I will amuse you with a really silly story that happened..for real. Its when you have a bad day. Sometimes you have a REALLY bad day. Mine started with waking up grouchy because of a bad dream. Hate when that happens. Then better half announced the coffee pot was broken. It just sat there cold and uncaring, no light, no heat, no coffee!! Well, ok, I only drink one cup in the morning...just one...and you would think the coffee pot would be considerate enough to brew at least one before it lay down dead. But no! So....I boiled water and poured it through the filter. Carefully. Dont want to overflow and have a mess to clean up. Viola! Coffee! A happier camper now, I carried my one cup to my morning spot (kind of like Sheldon...I have a "spot" that's all mine) and set that precious cup of brew down....on the edge of a book I didnt see...and whamo...coffee everywhere! On the little table. On the floor. On the book! Remember this is early morning and my eyes are barely open and my brain is still foggy! What evil, evil entity is hovering over me? What universal muse hates me? I told my sister I should just dig a hole and jump in, but the shovel would probably break! She just told me to go back to bad and start over. No sympathy there. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">Ok. I did manage to get another cup squeezed out of that hand made brew, and dear better half cleaned up most of the mess for me, so the day is looking just a little better. I hope yours is wonderful,and that you have lots and lots of coffee, or tea, or whatever your morning brew may be, with zero spills. 😉</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRdKx_djixMo9-Gtfn4vg_akpfN9wcuqZT36Qwt5FPqQBYnWtAJY2GNiZvofazl53GHks4ZEyQhVIaRQaj3zQLwfnsA0GuuDgQcMNJiMfpf5lRFx0Csrsa-lZ1ZpVqswITLt0ye6YD99Im4LRC3Znd0TTrxpafJoirPyDZfLa2b2_WNy8E2AAUycA9ozw/s498/coffee.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="460" data-original-width="498" height="296" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRdKx_djixMo9-Gtfn4vg_akpfN9wcuqZT36Qwt5FPqQBYnWtAJY2GNiZvofazl53GHks4ZEyQhVIaRQaj3zQLwfnsA0GuuDgQcMNJiMfpf5lRFx0Csrsa-lZ1ZpVqswITLt0ye6YD99Im4LRC3Znd0TTrxpafJoirPyDZfLa2b2_WNy8E2AAUycA9ozw/s320/coffee.gif" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><br /><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span><p></p>J Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16418645028718782130noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-778937253987192407.post-70781499150996995102023-07-15T09:43:00.003-04:002023-07-15T16:36:45.706-04:00Haiku my Heart - A Little Girl's Dream<p style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: courier; font-size: x-large;"><i>paper birch forest<br />overlooks a singing stream<br />listen for birdsong</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: x-large;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyc2H8ywnZF9Eqx1rxYkAAV8dWiTJ2emtI3pV7He6kZbUxG18Eh646Km-fQV1BfKOZkjwDzdSw6lSQj4mM3HpkQIbDuIrYKiW3myb6glMFTZCX89p-XVds18bSqwOewivhsx-u-Xeh6rD231twZNEKeUrBz_Vtk84eF6heWPT2_n2MG5zpfdfL12z4oZg/s1490/first%20woods.jpg" style="font-family: courier; font-size: xx-large; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1490" data-original-width="1009" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyc2H8ywnZF9Eqx1rxYkAAV8dWiTJ2emtI3pV7He6kZbUxG18Eh646Km-fQV1BfKOZkjwDzdSw6lSQj4mM3HpkQIbDuIrYKiW3myb6glMFTZCX89p-XVds18bSqwOewivhsx-u-Xeh6rD231twZNEKeUrBz_Vtk84eF6heWPT2_n2MG5zpfdfL12z4oZg/s320/first%20woods.jpg" width="217" /></a><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: xx-small;">oil on canvas<br /><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: medium;"> </span><span style="color: red; font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">Well, you may wonder what a birch forest has to do with that title "a little girl's dream", so I'll tell you a story about that, a true story.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">Long time ago when I used to paint in oils I decided to try the art show outdoor circuit. Enticed because I worked at an art center, and for awhile I was even in charge of the outdoor show they put on once a year. A fun job, and exciting show. So here I am, with my paintings all set up in a sweet display, a beautiful day, a few small sales. Then a dad with his daughter, maybe about 10 years old, came along looking for a painting to hang in her bedroom. I gathered it was a new room or a redecorate and she seemed excited to choose. So...dad chose. He chose this woodsy painting. I dont recall the dimensions but it was rather large. Now, if I were 10 years old I would not choose this painting for my bedroom. I would want something 10 year oldish. But dad ruled. "Look at the purple flowers", he said. The little girl resisted, but dad had his way. They went home with a really nice painting, a smile on dad's face, and downturned corners to the little girl's non-smile. I hoped she would find what she really wanted. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;">And then, Mother Nature decided to punish me for selling that painting!!! It was March, the show was in a park across the street from the beach, and the typical March wind came around like the typical lion, blew over my display, and caused a rip in </span><span style="font-family: arial;">a couple of my canvas paintings. It was my first show, and I decided it was my last. Disappointing a little girl, then having my display ruined, was enough for me. I picked up my stuff, tucked my tail between my legs, and went home. The whole thing was just not worth it for me. </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><span style="color: #ff00fe;">So, that's what a birch forest had to do with a little girl's dream. Now and ever since then, I paint, I place some in a gallery, and I sell them on line. Here and there. Just whatever makes me (and the buyer) happy with no push, no stress, and a lot of calm. </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><span style="color: #ff00fe;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;">And, since (you know) I'm a bird lover, I painted my macaw Miss Charli. But it is not going anywhere. She stays right here with me!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRFWNvkGgiGMSmwP1rR81hQ2VPSKcdAqjUjaU-eMZ4Vqc1vmGgWeVxliPzhKZjzVsEv5JFHHTn5h4JopApxBaU0fVsZJWKHAlMSMFSFDzyXiYbEuQPL4W81uvBTqSBuJVWtMf8iU0_KBD_omwnoWequNeK8jwtrhkr6yz3FqCAtwM22ezKLMjGvB-nan8/s1387/Charli.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1387" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRFWNvkGgiGMSmwP1rR81hQ2VPSKcdAqjUjaU-eMZ4Vqc1vmGgWeVxliPzhKZjzVsEv5JFHHTn5h4JopApxBaU0fVsZJWKHAlMSMFSFDzyXiYbEuQPL4W81uvBTqSBuJVWtMf8iU0_KBD_omwnoWequNeK8jwtrhkr6yz3FqCAtwM22ezKLMjGvB-nan8/s320/Charli.jpg" width="249" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Miss Charli 11x14 acrylic on gal wrap</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /><br /><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">HAVE A BLESSED DAY!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><br /><i style="font-family: courier; font-size: xx-large;"><br /></i><p></p>J Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16418645028718782130noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-778937253987192407.post-87269778145150374722023-07-07T10:53:00.004-04:002023-07-10T08:30:32.595-04:00Haiku my Heart - Eagle Frenzy<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: medium;"><b><i>Yes, that's me lately. In a frenzy over bald eagles. Uncontrolled excitement to draw and paint them, watch videos of flying, research them to understand their behavior, their colors for my art, and..ok...a haiku. Why not?</i></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: medium;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><i><span style="font-size: x-large;">soaring high above<br />telescopic eye searching<br />wind through his feathers</span></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><i><b style="font-size: large;"><br /></b></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><i><b></b></i></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-size: large; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><i><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1yXyUjLy_UfTjQHUNMZovGOYR8zn5K0TGXtHlWan4327bUz0BxakrF5QtkbOlxxoXJv89bfigwklQtD3srTOoWVK_j0w5ompwAqMgDazjiJHaFOiyI4iRwmlQIq80c7FVKUxt2Dy5vKnGIhx6oKeb80CXk3Q8VU5WtjC2RjF_2XX-ly29PXhjPcbUag0/s1363/Harriet.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1363" data-original-width="1080" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1yXyUjLy_UfTjQHUNMZovGOYR8zn5K0TGXtHlWan4327bUz0BxakrF5QtkbOlxxoXJv89bfigwklQtD3srTOoWVK_j0w5ompwAqMgDazjiJHaFOiyI4iRwmlQIq80c7FVKUxt2Dy5vKnGIhx6oKeb80CXk3Q8VU5WtjC2RjF_2XX-ly29PXhjPcbUag0/w159-h200/Harriet.jpg" width="159" /></a></b></i></span></div><span style="font-family: courier;"><i><b><span style="font-size: xx-small;">acrylic</span><br /><br /></b></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: arial;">Even though I have been a long, long time fan of all eagles, this latest passion seems to have started with Harriet (above), the bald eagle from the SWFlorida eagle cam that disappeared leaving two babies behind. (Dad Ozzie saved the day and raised them to fledge). </span></span><b style="font-family: courier; font-size: large; font-style: italic;"> </b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">Did you know why eagles always look mad? Its because they have a boney ridge called the supraorbital ridge above their eye, the purpose of which is to help shade their eyes from sun so as not to hinder their vision while hunting. Eagles can see 8 times further than humans (about 2 miles) and they have the ability to "zoom" their eyesight. That's amazing! Run, rabbit, run!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">Of course, you probably already knew that.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqMEMgNsjj66ZYDrlI6j19Cj0TMXQGja1QO3-yxpjqngy9jCY_RW9uMVkmMzlrh6o0m0OHZWDoYLyXaqLCVExOaKY9qU-q-O2A7O8HGXTQcmzaLmZ1HtE-g35bAplnlK7LjIVPtP4qdDrc-TTzMrsz1o7p48jGM_oRw8cnv5UfnPay3LygTsJeiBBvimE/s1231/BALD%20EAGLE%20PASTEL.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1231" data-original-width="1055" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqMEMgNsjj66ZYDrlI6j19Cj0TMXQGja1QO3-yxpjqngy9jCY_RW9uMVkmMzlrh6o0m0OHZWDoYLyXaqLCVExOaKY9qU-q-O2A7O8HGXTQcmzaLmZ1HtE-g35bAplnlK7LjIVPtP4qdDrc-TTzMrsz1o7p48jGM_oRw8cnv5UfnPay3LygTsJeiBBvimE/w171-h200/BALD%20EAGLE%20PASTEL.jpg" width="171" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">pastel</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhscUzRbKpId8XiYeI-lOd97HQn_mgsLlqKr-mExmccOdYd6Cfitnkb6G_g4TT6Awtk69JGHblgMw7js7D9LDnItkcMijN4pyE7PNhXjEv7EdNMGgBMORa_LBGp1S-54PeAjuz_4RXIak9qsmKyypw3trFIEeoXctkQJ_bqk6spCrEiWwGPQaxnAN3qufk/s1080/Eagle%20calling%20my%20people.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="826" data-original-width="1080" height="245" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhscUzRbKpId8XiYeI-lOd97HQn_mgsLlqKr-mExmccOdYd6Cfitnkb6G_g4TT6Awtk69JGHblgMw7js7D9LDnItkcMijN4pyE7PNhXjEv7EdNMGgBMORa_LBGp1S-54PeAjuz_4RXIak9qsmKyypw3trFIEeoXctkQJ_bqk6spCrEiWwGPQaxnAN3qufk/s320/Eagle%20calling%20my%20people.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Calling my People ... mixed media (from a video of one bird)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRYG29sSWXlPh1xt1emcW5rDL4gPAcr8KP-NoJcLlCAdsN2_dw7tQNjXuvIduQIDo0LwCg_oQzUdifrRIayLgmmddu_537eSBWugWc2Vjo1SMZQTLg-oWXk4MDWxD31_F3NdjLp1Z2kTjhcbXU2jW6kRAPDbq-EeNlb1KujwhcboFixBGo1zVXVUn7MEU/s2626/eagles.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2626" data-original-width="2066" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRYG29sSWXlPh1xt1emcW5rDL4gPAcr8KP-NoJcLlCAdsN2_dw7tQNjXuvIduQIDo0LwCg_oQzUdifrRIayLgmmddu_537eSBWugWc2Vjo1SMZQTLg-oWXk4MDWxD31_F3NdjLp1Z2kTjhcbXU2jW6kRAPDbq-EeNlb1KujwhcboFixBGo1zVXVUn7MEU/s320/eagles.jpg" width="252" /></a></div>Double Eagle...acrylic (sold)<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjX10N1RN2dsmTvxOcwJhHmdQRiUjJnqHqvdXLhI9CHRQeSgBNMScuD1Jifm1iqQNzHzrZhYc5SpHwumAUxbfnzpZSIZpQijanSN1K7FC-IjLgiTKlkXAqGNULR1s8TTuTGMM9hwHeDeeN5FJl3z05oKgCJeJHSsSttsxKmLkWWCQwroBNx5TCrSGWHUI/s3024/eagle%20spirit%20doll%20side%20view.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjX10N1RN2dsmTvxOcwJhHmdQRiUjJnqHqvdXLhI9CHRQeSgBNMScuD1Jifm1iqQNzHzrZhYc5SpHwumAUxbfnzpZSIZpQijanSN1K7FC-IjLgiTKlkXAqGNULR1s8TTuTGMM9hwHeDeeN5FJl3z05oKgCJeJHSsSttsxKmLkWWCQwroBNx5TCrSGWHUI/s320/eagle%20spirit%20doll%20side%20view.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">See what wild behavior I have been having? I even made a bald eagle spirit doll out of sticks and fabric and beads and feathers and polymer clay. But I truly have loved every miniute of this bird behavior. </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">And not to forget my backyard birds (never!), they have a little Free Bird Seed tray hanging on a jasmine branch, held by a non-violent dog, that gets filled every morning with Miss Charli's leftovers. The resident blue jay is usually the first to visit, and he loves blueberries!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKQCX84NrwFTFsvWQOM6vlDuhhVqH2PRgb_W2zGfjGExmTiTx3i2JnQI4PGWMjanxAwoP3EyBKcMcjx8vEiVTv3Xw-5O2wjykThtOzX3A-LZoy2YHIsre4tzN8Yj4hoSsn8IxoyCx7f2FMSe_dHHn58g0ClF2ltF3fsL-3M9JlJsUqkP1s2m5nhibbT8Y/s945/jas%20dog.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="762" data-original-width="945" height="258" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKQCX84NrwFTFsvWQOM6vlDuhhVqH2PRgb_W2zGfjGExmTiTx3i2JnQI4PGWMjanxAwoP3EyBKcMcjx8vEiVTv3Xw-5O2wjykThtOzX3A-LZoy2YHIsre4tzN8Yj4hoSsn8IxoyCx7f2FMSe_dHHn58g0ClF2ltF3fsL-3M9JlJsUqkP1s2m5nhibbT8Y/s320/jas%20dog.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><br />Have a WONDERFUL day!!</span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">***</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></div><br /><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"> </p>J Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16418645028718782130noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-778937253987192407.post-47477644476688099092023-06-30T11:26:00.000-04:002023-06-30T11:26:57.366-04:00Haiku my Heart - After the Rain<p style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: courier; font-size: x-large;">raindrops on green leaf<br />sparkling bright in morning sun<br />finally....a drink</span></p><p style="text-align: center;">***</p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;"><b>it has been soooo very dry here in this corner of Florida. It rains all around, but not here. The grass, the trees, everything is starving for water. Sprinkling is not enough. They need water from the universe! And finally...we got some. Not a lot, but afternoon thunderstorms bring rain, even if it is only for a short spurt. Sharing here some very, very grateful children of Mother Nature. </b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;"><b>***</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiae6bQ72VjC9EFKpQohF7Q5LoDB3bULyp-BG6tppFFzPogVkHuVTf0VFNxoGfJmdObWCYuJxcD4c5KXxYfiZHpNTcoETx35CkCSK1c95jZ9M5XC9MUTwIMe1Is2er2AaXS7y52S6wNN3hbgBRwHgGMMWF3bfud2y8AMN3GIwiQbPlSkPfiFAVPToWULIE/s1012/jasmine.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1012" data-original-width="978" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiae6bQ72VjC9EFKpQohF7Q5LoDB3bULyp-BG6tppFFzPogVkHuVTf0VFNxoGfJmdObWCYuJxcD4c5KXxYfiZHpNTcoETx35CkCSK1c95jZ9M5XC9MUTwIMe1Is2er2AaXS7y52S6wNN3hbgBRwHgGMMWF3bfud2y8AMN3GIwiQbPlSkPfiFAVPToWULIE/s320/jasmine.jpg" width="309" /></a></span></div><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;"><b>At last, the jasmine is blooming</b><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjsL99t99v2Q-nv2u5hSBPjOJDFFkHK6EjOob6feAT62Wo7iGGsVwN8J-kpZRDryQnLfVwRuxJROUv50DRoC5Jbd2UbcutkrGUiluF0CruTiTQnss8kIn2bOL28dNsQHvChiWfDB9Gswl4SBYy4qb_8JHM6JeJbDj1278sNTpLh8DiUC2_ZvhKb3QKN8I/s1080/jas%20with%20palm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjsL99t99v2Q-nv2u5hSBPjOJDFFkHK6EjOob6feAT62Wo7iGGsVwN8J-kpZRDryQnLfVwRuxJROUv50DRoC5Jbd2UbcutkrGUiluF0CruTiTQnss8kIn2bOL28dNsQHvChiWfDB9Gswl4SBYy4qb_8JHM6JeJbDj1278sNTpLh8DiUC2_ZvhKb3QKN8I/s320/jas%20with%20palm.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><b>This is not a vine, but a Lakeview Jasmine tree. You <br />can see how big it is because it is hugging a foxtail palm.</b></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJrDoEK34tBTzUmxvYUKhTLsMaw-_UgC0QRaICXFd3c1vqbRcNQKYtsh7f_CskZxHt-UpiJSVSBdFC6sIg45mc8YXEnxFxcJhrwqNRZFIUT7yQ9hGmu91nOk4_rXDPVHVHchUjPitwY1ewTI9qwaiIb54J9XN5aynbzBELqx_jngIWEijhxNaIgJDIbms/s900/jas%20thyrillis.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="858" data-original-width="900" height="305" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJrDoEK34tBTzUmxvYUKhTLsMaw-_UgC0QRaICXFd3c1vqbRcNQKYtsh7f_CskZxHt-UpiJSVSBdFC6sIg45mc8YXEnxFxcJhrwqNRZFIUT7yQ9hGmu91nOk4_rXDPVHVHchUjPitwY1ewTI9qwaiIb54J9XN5aynbzBELqx_jngIWEijhxNaIgJDIbms/s320/jas%20thyrillis.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></div><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;">Poor little Thyrillis. So glad its blooming again. <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA1HqS1pKISOGI4ujZJZB6uUXYGo8MWcU9hHUhtGFFpSxJVag4ZrCztzEziNlGhr33uqhFxBzR6T1GDLTi-G3g_kmQvnHcYTb4XbPdZy-t8En0d846-OqivRVYdL9kZQ_f6raSSNyI4tf1ypbRodxtgfn8ZXw_2QEbh9g5oKjkCWLyCGDYPS9mGGZ8nJo/s1015/jas%20frog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1015" data-original-width="986" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA1HqS1pKISOGI4ujZJZB6uUXYGo8MWcU9hHUhtGFFpSxJVag4ZrCztzEziNlGhr33uqhFxBzR6T1GDLTi-G3g_kmQvnHcYTb4XbPdZy-t8En0d846-OqivRVYdL9kZQ_f6raSSNyI4tf1ypbRodxtgfn8ZXw_2QEbh9g5oKjkCWLyCGDYPS9mGGZ8nJo/s320/jas%20frog.jpg" width="311" /></a></div>Mr. Frog always has a drink for the birdies and other critters.<br />Now he has a jasmine flower and a leaf too.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHOqlTEQ5lxn-i87IdoyH0YPHXSv02Q7VZ-mxexNB3ovUcOX-AF8wCwlWsnSm6NNZ68SnjlbX3tEDzmAfR5yj_GIpCsjJNRdArgphvCXemRyyQBfvRtWgcqMy4cf4lDmlXhMILXafH4Wt6opoxYBju9F0JOx64yvNI7G8xlPHIwJtN8iCsEZz6tKgnWmk/s996/jas%20close.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="996" data-original-width="815" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHOqlTEQ5lxn-i87IdoyH0YPHXSv02Q7VZ-mxexNB3ovUcOX-AF8wCwlWsnSm6NNZ68SnjlbX3tEDzmAfR5yj_GIpCsjJNRdArgphvCXemRyyQBfvRtWgcqMy4cf4lDmlXhMILXafH4Wt6opoxYBju9F0JOx64yvNI7G8xlPHIwJtN8iCsEZz6tKgnWmk/s320/jas%20close.jpg" width="262" /></a></div>drinks<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5rnHhaSFfJsrovT84bMHY8PMGSOaX_1hfgZTDb59TUWmUhgsgZoINg_3a6WNINnsLrY2ZQXwcyJ86h9qS8EeoXD1nXSIrjBLuRizg3iG_qsKH4lDVWnUfj-URTvoOVT7N39Iv3GMOppyNO4D4TiJo9itEBpYPA0znU__NRYwYpzZjxmyRYvOTxtiRf3I/s978/jas%20deer%20asp%20fern.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="701" data-original-width="978" height="229" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5rnHhaSFfJsrovT84bMHY8PMGSOaX_1hfgZTDb59TUWmUhgsgZoINg_3a6WNINnsLrY2ZQXwcyJ86h9qS8EeoXD1nXSIrjBLuRizg3iG_qsKH4lDVWnUfj-URTvoOVT7N39Iv3GMOppyNO4D4TiJo9itEBpYPA0znU__NRYwYpzZjxmyRYvOTxtiRf3I/s320/jas%20deer%20asp%20fern.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Even the little deer hiding among the asparagus fern<br />appreciate a drink. </span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I hope you have had some rain where you are, and that your<br />bit of Mother Nature is as happy as she is here. </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">xoxo</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /><b style="color: red;"><br /></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></p>J Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16418645028718782130noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-778937253987192407.post-66555149193316443502023-06-24T08:52:00.001-04:002023-06-24T12:16:26.410-04:00Haiku my Heart - A Crow Story<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGyPIO1LoVv-Y--m2LSLMalOPpO4coUjqy_xEpjuBvLf4RlyA4ntUTFdXl3_2u3zpEv6Ti5n68_FNK4xpwg4tk4VH3_el_bT1pQLUNRo01awMZifVo4oOpQfeoIZrw3LBHLStPnJAZqk39t1m5RtN34OnG58W7LiCfoD4lNeCiTNoqepsUzvLuw5y5qHw/s1070/dawn%20over%20the%20rooftop.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="845" data-original-width="1070" height="316" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGyPIO1LoVv-Y--m2LSLMalOPpO4coUjqy_xEpjuBvLf4RlyA4ntUTFdXl3_2u3zpEv6Ti5n68_FNK4xpwg4tk4VH3_el_bT1pQLUNRo01awMZifVo4oOpQfeoIZrw3LBHLStPnJAZqk39t1m5RtN34OnG58W7LiCfoD4lNeCiTNoqepsUzvLuw5y5qHw/w400-h316/dawn%20over%20the%20rooftop.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: large;">after a cool rain<br />dawn breaks through a darkened sky<br />a new day begins</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: large;">***</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;"><b>As the very first sliver of light streaks across the sky at dawn, the crow echos his waking song. He stretches his sleepy legs and wings, then lifts quickly off his night branch, feeling the cool breeze against his chest, gaining height as he searches his surroundings. From the distance, his ears pick up the first cacophony of his flock, all together greeting the dawn loudly, and he turns in their direction. He didnt sleep far from them, and he reaches the murder quickly. The sky is spotted with dark movement, wings glinting irridescent blue-black in the rising sun. The hunt has begun. </b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>***</b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>When I took this photo recently, and was getting my camera ready, I saw large, light colored wings streaking across this dawn rooftop sky. I was sad that I wasnt camera ready to video the bird flying across the breaking light. Probably it was a night heron returning home. But...it made me think of the crows, usually the first to assault the sky after light appears. Thus, the quick crow story. </b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-size: large; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCt-DGXyKRtt98TJcIYQqE2Rch5FlBk6ZritLc8w0y8po8Iq0xHTh0QelP5Lz_CooxRS3It0npzAnqEQmVf6IH_k8Q-ws5RFczXMSCmufzTGlMSrk6htyKLv-jDINKcVH4uAz_SJlLpJWa3ZSE-Wg3cX420R2qyx5s7ahpxTFsvvyPJJoXRBXanEEBmpE/s1375/crow.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1375" data-original-width="767" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCt-DGXyKRtt98TJcIYQqE2Rch5FlBk6ZritLc8w0y8po8Iq0xHTh0QelP5Lz_CooxRS3It0npzAnqEQmVf6IH_k8Q-ws5RFczXMSCmufzTGlMSrk6htyKLv-jDINKcVH4uAz_SJlLpJWa3ZSE-Wg3cX420R2qyx5s7ahpxTFsvvyPJJoXRBXanEEBmpE/s320/crow.jpg" width="179" /></a></div><span style="font-size: xx-small;">acrylic</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Catcha later..........................<br /><b style="font-size: large;"><br /></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><br /><p></p>J Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16418645028718782130noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-778937253987192407.post-67392362172978007412023-06-16T10:56:00.000-04:002023-06-16T10:56:03.657-04:00Haiku My Heart - Not One Nor The Other<p style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: courier; font-size: x-large;"><i>two sweet soft kitties<br />neither softness can we feel<br />drawings on paper</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: x-large;"><i>***</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: courier; font-size: medium;"><b>So...most of my blog visitors know I am a bird freak. The least of my thoughts go to cats, for obvious reasons. But...that isnt to say I dont like cats. I like soft, purring, gentle kitties that have been spoiled and pampered. Who doesnt? </b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: courier; font-size: medium;"><b>In the past weeks, a friend of mine has lost two of her precious kitties, both 17 years old. That's a long time to have a pet. I know how she is hurting, because I had my dog 17 years and my macaw 25 years when I lost them. So I get it! She probably will not see this post because I dont think she blogs any more (IG rules these days!) but nevertheless, I wanted to show some love for kitty cats here. I know there are others who love their cats. Pet them. Scratch them. Give them a treat. They are yours because you love them, and they love you back.</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: courier; font-size: medium;"><b>***</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b></b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4L0-PiJ5EC0inBsskSt3CWVghwQ4WPDIgvVDongUvHXPXTRT3H8a76-ZV-PH2xD1mL1Msm9Y0otQqIXNdxGteFd58CEfO_Uiz53zbJ2B0_-FEfALWGUsu-XJ_wJiDIxsk_Pxvxg7zniS90Spf13BaCJ06cJO2EL3MW23Jpnkf1Tpn-jEc5hIms_M_/s2055/cat%20.%20Daisy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="color: #ff00fe; font-size: large; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2055" data-original-width="1700" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4L0-PiJ5EC0inBsskSt3CWVghwQ4WPDIgvVDongUvHXPXTRT3H8a76-ZV-PH2xD1mL1Msm9Y0otQqIXNdxGteFd58CEfO_Uiz53zbJ2B0_-FEfALWGUsu-XJ_wJiDIxsk_Pxvxg7zniS90Spf13BaCJ06cJO2EL3MW23Jpnkf1Tpn-jEc5hIms_M_/s320/cat%20.%20Daisy.jpg" width="265" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: xx-small;">kitty with daisies - pastel</span></b></span></div><span style="font-family: courier;"><b><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOI3SlifpQ2tJwz2nL6saAR6aec2eB3XqApc6ZZZ3DNFLugEtQIaPPm4hJuhtbmOq_qDfJHK9hVwNr81nv7U_SosIEKORB1ZxhzIfPA-LccxaCfmrv1Qac_ZT0K2RqGoW-BDqvWRQQjyKZazDUqUWaWeaWKba70viTBVAOQ3o2xBGRZrZfBPZ3im-5/s1788/catnamed%20Rosie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="color: #ff00fe; font-size: large; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1788" data-original-width="1679" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOI3SlifpQ2tJwz2nL6saAR6aec2eB3XqApc6ZZZ3DNFLugEtQIaPPm4hJuhtbmOq_qDfJHK9hVwNr81nv7U_SosIEKORB1ZxhzIfPA-LccxaCfmrv1Qac_ZT0K2RqGoW-BDqvWRQQjyKZazDUqUWaWeaWKba70viTBVAOQ3o2xBGRZrZfBPZ3im-5/s320/catnamed%20Rosie.jpg" width="300" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: xx-small;">a cat named Rosie - pastel</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Blessings for your week ahead</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><br /><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-size: medium;"> </span></b></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: courier; font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: courier; font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: x-large;"><i><br /></i></span></p>J Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16418645028718782130noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-778937253987192407.post-51533248853806627262023-06-09T15:56:00.001-04:002023-06-09T16:00:47.576-04:00Haiku My Heart -- Or Not<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: x-large;">Not.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: x-large;">Today, sadly, there is no haiku</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: x-large;">*****</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: courier; font-size: medium;"><b>I am a simulation<br />I am a figment of someone's imagination<br />This is not reality<br />Reach out<br />Touch me<br />See?...You cannot!</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: courier; font-size: medium;"><b><br />I am invented<br />I am programmed with AI<br />I am virtual architecture<br />The detail you see...is not</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: courier; font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: courier; font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: courier; font-size: medium;"><b>Perhaps....next time.......</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: courier; font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: courier; font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: red; font-size: large; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAzuWhv2P-SGh4Y7IVqf7M10hFuFt53rBRKB2Mloy4C-4LJ_vS-hHKRNTeOAM6cAYL0Q2tsHO7N7PWpKEZy7J0ox-35HMV5TG8MxUzYua5qGjiXhhX3q12deTNyU88715DFLKNwkw93q5rMv3VN8P26RfTq6nBEDgyjpXuurYtaLXJckiUbigg-HXj/s944/CLOUDWATCHING.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="944" data-original-width="928" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAzuWhv2P-SGh4Y7IVqf7M10hFuFt53rBRKB2Mloy4C-4LJ_vS-hHKRNTeOAM6cAYL0Q2tsHO7N7PWpKEZy7J0ox-35HMV5TG8MxUzYua5qGjiXhhX3q12deTNyU88715DFLKNwkw93q5rMv3VN8P26RfTq6nBEDgyjpXuurYtaLXJckiUbigg-HXj/w197-h200/CLOUDWATCHING.JPG" width="197" /></a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">cloudwatching</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">with Rebecca</span></span></div><span style="font-family: courier;"><br /><b style="color: red; font-size: large;"><br /></b></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: courier; font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: courier; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="color: red; font-family: courier; font-size: medium;"><br /><b><br /></b></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"> </p>J Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16418645028718782130noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-778937253987192407.post-15243325936931025512023-06-02T10:04:00.001-04:002023-06-02T10:11:58.667-04:00Haiku my Heart - Could It Be?<p style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: courier; font-size: x-large;"><i>wolves have pack leaders<br />government leads the people<br />birds have goddesses</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-size: xx-large; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP30bXy4EUG9yYEsXcPJq229u_NWdifsXrViSHGqud2fw-FhHxdTTkE0Ky3aCHUgliuXODcVDxbKt8kj8JC6YY6Hrdfx5yvx_gmPPJBy7WxuQWzL-iNu-gZyD7R2Q3bEP0rUMm0dn2XdXliae9hyOWa0jt4Ij-fCDZ5LnglvDWUQ_qDJcQqZ3GUK_P/s2156/bird%20goddess.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1231" data-original-width="2156" height="183" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP30bXy4EUG9yYEsXcPJq229u_NWdifsXrViSHGqud2fw-FhHxdTTkE0Ky3aCHUgliuXODcVDxbKt8kj8JC6YY6Hrdfx5yvx_gmPPJBy7WxuQWzL-iNu-gZyD7R2Q3bEP0rUMm0dn2XdXliae9hyOWa0jt4Ij-fCDZ5LnglvDWUQ_qDJcQqZ3GUK_P/s320/bird%20goddess.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: courier;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">meeting the bird goddess<br />6x11 pastel</span></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: red;">Well, sure they do. Feathered Goddesses that flit around</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: red;">through the trees, hiding behind the leaves, chirping to the</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: red;">bird community in lilting birdsong, giving directions and safety advice. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: red;">They're tiny, no bigger than an elfin, almost transparent, and if you want to see one </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: red;"> you have to watch attentively where birds gather and <span style="text-align: center;">catch the flash of feather<br />colors she wears proudly. Watch and listen closely. You'll find her one day. <br />If you believe! </span></span></div><span style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: red;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;">linked with<br /><a href="https://corazon.typepad.com/">recuerda mi corazon</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0OdbLnpWUgjtoNW7tGSYPZsoOy1AULPTLFgWxHMEFcOiMyGTAZWrCHWL0x8oxxwcRttbYcBtwxndkS1yD2EbeKxvHgwSj_zpe11mgNS7ZrOHDzQrFeO0OPZ8fPGLD0yCV_HJIFvUt9M7i_Tgu3VznRG3Ut0Fv3-Uk75py3w18TxC4TBzf0JwKglFv/s1220/dog.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1116" data-original-width="1220" height="293" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0OdbLnpWUgjtoNW7tGSYPZsoOy1AULPTLFgWxHMEFcOiMyGTAZWrCHWL0x8oxxwcRttbYcBtwxndkS1yD2EbeKxvHgwSj_zpe11mgNS7ZrOHDzQrFeO0OPZ8fPGLD0yCV_HJIFvUt9M7i_Tgu3VznRG3Ut0Fv3-Uk75py3w18TxC4TBzf0JwKglFv/w320-h293/dog.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">6x6 acrylic & pastel on sanded paper</span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: medium;">i bring you flowers<br />i picked them all by myself<br />to brighten your day</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: red;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: red;"><br /></span></div></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="text-align: center;"><br /></span></div><p></p><p style="text-align: left;"><i style="font-family: courier; font-size: xx-large;"><br /></i></p>J Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16418645028718782130noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-778937253987192407.post-9926609774425633062023-05-26T14:30:00.003-04:002023-05-26T14:32:36.952-04:00Haiku my Heart - Listen Closely<p style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: courier; font-size: x-large;"><i>the carrier wind<br />brings lilting birdsong to us<br />from branches afar</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-size: x-large; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl4IWkBGEkpBHAD-NHKFRxC6eQqEmGCUBvvmDkCpavDZ9UE7jqxxnRLAleJD5PF8yBczrznKnNzgpc85RX5XBnejrtVMpLoVonyWQT1PNdMfIxLika-A65XPZfY6xWQPTEQPlGqI3a7qxPglBUp57RAfagCoO9yjWaAMfhCiAO8nldJHfKsNU3zfvr/s1051/soundscapes.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="632" data-original-width="1051" height="192" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl4IWkBGEkpBHAD-NHKFRxC6eQqEmGCUBvvmDkCpavDZ9UE7jqxxnRLAleJD5PF8yBczrznKnNzgpc85RX5XBnejrtVMpLoVonyWQT1PNdMfIxLika-A65XPZfY6xWQPTEQPlGqI3a7qxPglBUp57RAfagCoO9yjWaAMfhCiAO8nldJHfKsNU3zfvr/s320/soundscapes.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: courier;">a lovely songbird borrowed<br />from cable soundscapes</span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: courier;">a simple haiku is all I have to offer today,<br />along with this lovely songbird whose<br />name I know not. Perhaps you do. </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: courier;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: courier;">linking with</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: courier;"><a href="https://corazon.typepad.com/">recuerda mi corazon</a></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: courier;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: courier;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><span style="color: #01ffff; font-size: medium;"><b>MANY BLESSINGS</b></span><br /><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><br /><i style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></i></span></p>J Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16418645028718782130noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-778937253987192407.post-21163134604846489082023-05-19T12:19:00.001-04:002023-05-19T12:23:11.746-04:00Haiku my Heart - Time to Go<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">oh my corvid friend<br />you have to fly away now<br />too many fledglings</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzMxD3_iYdspGhqjK3d7miTBNDFh5Dz2npzUvtC0YQmbHKGHxW-v6JOJmKsvimbwX80tSxbTIbKIMSHpUEDVA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;">Alas, our friendship cannot develop further. The mocking birds dive bomb you to protect their baby. First it was one, now it is two against you, and I hear a baby in the bushes. And I hear the baby woodpeckers chirping fast and loud in their nest, so I know they will be fledging very soon. They are a little late this year, but they are happening! Kudos to momma and poppa woodpecker for hanging in there during this drought. So corvid, it was really nice having you. I really loved your company, even though I know you were just a user gettiing that free food you didnt have to hunt for. Perhaps in a few weeks, when the fledglings are grown, you will return, and we can renew our friendship.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;">You are certainly very shiny, like a patent leather shoe. I'll miss you, and I'll feel guilty if I hear you calling. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">linking with<br /><a href="https://corazon.typepad.com/">recuerda mi corazon</a><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Dancing Script; font-size: x-large;">Happy Peaceful Weekend</span></div><p></p>J Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16418645028718782130noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-778937253987192407.post-54667284378300621862023-05-12T12:00:00.003-04:002023-05-12T16:48:38.106-04:00 Haiku my Heart- My Friend the Crow<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dy4tWuC3MLj-foZpADJtepg-s8vdFgEEG71W5aqnmgZvXeWTFKK091E_5nXgR-ZaKbuZPV_cIOAzyhOhn0MMQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"><i>in the morning sun<br />blue-black feathers sparkle bright<br />...the opportunist...</i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>yes, he gets it where he can. I'm sure he has a route he follows every day, getting his fill of the good stuff. Probably doesnt have to work at all for his meals. He is a charmer, and he knows it!</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><b>From my backyard fence, <br /></b></i></span><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><b>Wishing you a peaceful weekend.</b></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><b>linked with</b></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><b><a href="https://corazon.typepad.com/">Rebecca</a><br />Please visit here</b></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><b><br /></b></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><b><br /></b></i></span></p>J Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16418645028718782130noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-778937253987192407.post-77932641155374093762023-05-05T09:22:00.001-04:002023-05-05T15:17:40.515-04:00Haiku my Heart - Fear the Raven<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> <span style="font-family: verdana;"><i>who called this raven?<br />why has he come to my door?<br />surely he's a thief</i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-size: x-large; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG7aAroB2ECKLTC44qmT5XSV2Zc_ivA0ixwXrr5hibbdPWhf-jsQdVbtC3y0IusyZtFHQSn1DdlxImXKLauSZRTrp9CnBdUGWOCmEc1gYGBWffAQ82mqnYZnDdiMtxf4C1P1TEy3Ji747s5eTzT6bWEG8RC7LYT9BD01WQDAACdD2zyvHL6cBOgpRF/s1742/raven.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1742" data-original-width="1080" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG7aAroB2ECKLTC44qmT5XSV2Zc_ivA0ixwXrr5hibbdPWhf-jsQdVbtC3y0IusyZtFHQSn1DdlxImXKLauSZRTrp9CnBdUGWOCmEc1gYGBWffAQ82mqnYZnDdiMtxf4C1P1TEy3Ji747s5eTzT6bWEG8RC7LYT9BD01WQDAACdD2zyvHL6cBOgpRF/w248-h400/raven.jpg" width="248" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Raven. 11x6 pastel on toned sanded paper</span></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">I do love ravens. And crows. Even though they really<br />can be thieves and noisy critters. But that's ok with me.<br />A fish crow (I know this because my Merlin app told me so) visits my back yard frequently. He has learned to caw caw me and I come running like a fool, peanut in hand. He sits and waits until I place it on the fence post, then before I can take two steps away, he is there on silent wings, claiming his prize. Sometimes he flys away with it, sometimes he eats it right there while I watch. Perhaps one day he will take it from my hand. I do offer it, but he just sits there silently with glaring, shining black eyes, waiting until I put it down. </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">We have a sweet, calm relationship. I hope he never brings </span><span style="font-family: verdana;">his friends, like gulls do. The peanuts will no longer be available!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">linked with<br /><a href="https://corazon.typepad.com/">recuerda mi corazon</a><br /><span style="color: red;">Please visit the lovely Rebecca at this link.<br />She could use a prayer 🙏</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: red;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: red;">BLESSINGS FOR YOUR WEEKEND<br />AND BEYOND</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: red;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>J Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16418645028718782130noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-778937253987192407.post-30552708822190358962023-04-22T10:07:00.000-04:002023-04-22T10:07:59.459-04:00Haiku My Heart - Observations<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;">at the creekbed edge<br />shorebirds seek a morning meal<br />chatter in the trees</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-size: large;">Its been awhile since I posted.. Could it be almost a whole year?<br />Things happen. I even almost forgot how to use the blogger controls. Yikes. I HAS been awhile. I spend too much time @artzyjudeandcharli on Instagram. But...it's all Charli's fault!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-size: large;">So......</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-size: large;">I have done a little painting. Here's one:</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9wlBcBgYXKyrK18xOHSjA_P0GRFkxnVIyMjyLxWJDaz1ZDKSye0hCHmiFaMyQ03q7UL2iYV-lZqwQMwPvevHhLJwGY7HlgaSTXbUbVzf04Fbj3Se88hqgvfDdgVlJF9XOdaHCVMPMY67q3ZE0RWlVR_mjwNLkm7qqJ8BJaS5mw6Sy6KvxBWEBeVZa/s2241/tri%20color%20heron.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2241" data-original-width="1418" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9wlBcBgYXKyrK18xOHSjA_P0GRFkxnVIyMjyLxWJDaz1ZDKSye0hCHmiFaMyQ03q7UL2iYV-lZqwQMwPvevHhLJwGY7HlgaSTXbUbVzf04Fbj3Se88hqgvfDdgVlJF9XOdaHCVMPMY67q3ZE0RWlVR_mjwNLkm7qqJ8BJaS5mw6Sy6KvxBWEBeVZa/w253-h400/tri%20color%20heron.jpg" width="253" /></a></div>Tri-Color Herons at the Creek<br />7x14 acrylic (sold thank you)<p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;">linked with <a href="http://corazon.typepad.com">Rebecca</a> at Haiku My Heart.<br />Please visit this heartfelt site. </p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Flowers for you!<br /><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinmIQBriXz93EVfj6cdjbzZw0W8_GuCm7DiEk9djvUVlNjv6meN_Vc44-dAUsTdQi8_GaP391dtHu-ZxkRF3lst9UQnNrytKAGATOohi9c2EYB_B8rDW6AdwunzoWpN7s1bKd7Qpf0mt4QPUqO-YbofUbs8aZpQxR0iSPMnHEry9PWTKynrL_om7hV/s234/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="215" data-original-width="234" height="184" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinmIQBriXz93EVfj6cdjbzZw0W8_GuCm7DiEk9djvUVlNjv6meN_Vc44-dAUsTdQi8_GaP391dtHu-ZxkRF3lst9UQnNrytKAGATOohi9c2EYB_B8rDW6AdwunzoWpN7s1bKd7Qpf0mt4QPUqO-YbofUbs8aZpQxR0iSPMnHEry9PWTKynrL_om7hV/w200-h184/images.jpg" width="200" /></a><br /><i>(thank you sprucecrafts.com)</i></div><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"> </p>J Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16418645028718782130noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-778937253987192407.post-17285394231123247112022-07-08T12:03:00.000-04:002022-07-08T12:03:05.152-04:00Haiku my Heart - The Mockingbird<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: large;">deep within the hedge<br />a fledgling waits patiently<br />mother watches me</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">***</p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;">Although it is well into summer, and my sunflowers have bloomed and are fading fast and jasmine is in full bloom and dropping soft petals like snowflakes, baby birds are still hatching and fledging. The resident woodpecker has had two clutches. The mockingbirds....hard to keep up with them, they are everywhere. I can watch from a window deep into a hedge and see mom come feed the begging baby. In my back yard, I venture too close to the podocarpus where little fledge becomes silent as I approach, and mom flies to the fence, watching me,.. chip...chip...chip...don't come any closer! I put blackberries on the fence post, and they are gone in five minutes. Each day the crows come, morning and evening, hunting, and all babies become silent. Blue Jays scream a warning, mockingbirds chip and screech, and every wing is on alert. </span> </p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;">Nature pleases me.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;">***</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU7wT-MKE0L_V22-PtLzts-zOMt1-3MGzV-Z_y9EF5ctbCfw_rB9D_zUaOWH9zUR9qvgUhMlXZnoOcYXdnjFstTJPlB6sufYuNnrGuYqW2RDbSwIH5NZVhCNx6aRAe1FsjiAm7vHskXpvLuJXu0leISsTEZsezz7Y5iC3Mq4ciiN1SqGWxfA8gMWYi/s1514/sunflowers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1514" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU7wT-MKE0L_V22-PtLzts-zOMt1-3MGzV-Z_y9EF5ctbCfw_rB9D_zUaOWH9zUR9qvgUhMlXZnoOcYXdnjFstTJPlB6sufYuNnrGuYqW2RDbSwIH5NZVhCNx6aRAe1FsjiAm7vHskXpvLuJXu0leISsTEZsezz7Y5iC3Mq4ciiN1SqGWxfA8gMWYi/s320/sunflowers.jpg" width="228" /></a></div><br /><span style="color: red;">linked with<br /></span><a href="https://corazon.typepad.com/">Rebecca's haiku and more</a><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;">Have a blessed day!</p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>J Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16418645028718782130noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-778937253987192407.post-60331238652891468862022-05-13T18:20:00.001-04:002022-05-13T18:20:27.314-04:00Haiku my Heart - Fledglings<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: large;">a morning echo<br />the crow calls its hunting sound<br />mockingbird hisses</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">Most of us know the sound of a mother mockingbird warning of danger. She is loud, raspy, persistant, and if I were a preditor I would definitely pay attention. </p><p style="text-align: center;">My neighbor has a cat from hell. A huge tomcat who marks his territory (my fence) and makes it stink. He also kills baby birds. Just kills and leaves them. I have so far picked up and buried a baby dove, a baby bluejay, a baby unknown, and those are just the ones I know about. Our county has a leash law for cats as well as dogs, but some people just ignore such rules, and there is no enforcement ever since covid. If you know of a good way to get rogue cats to stay away,<u> please let me know.</u> I've been using peppermint, but I think he has become used to it. Yes, I have politely spoken to the neighbor to no avail. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8GzEPTj9pf69AhRZN3yGKzCkalEu-mpmzB6CM9XzpgfoHkNqNMk3NtZPfwjrZAjh3O-kOsyqZwC5aiB_2C_pVEG2Db6q5IYXQu3MNJl1BDPSs23LqOhZESQsmugwSgDBwwXShX5TU88CD0izg7Y5_iO63IAN9UfZxXy3IMnDNLXvVbrOCdKmyIEa8/s1080/spring%20fledgling.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1020" data-original-width="1080" height="302" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8GzEPTj9pf69AhRZN3yGKzCkalEu-mpmzB6CM9XzpgfoHkNqNMk3NtZPfwjrZAjh3O-kOsyqZwC5aiB_2C_pVEG2Db6q5IYXQu3MNJl1BDPSs23LqOhZESQsmugwSgDBwwXShX5TU88CD0izg7Y5_iO63IAN9UfZxXy3IMnDNLXvVbrOCdKmyIEa8/s320/spring%20fledgling.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Spring Fledgling<br />mixed media</span></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">On a lighter note, if you really like birds and their songs, and want to identify them, try the Merlin app. Its free and its really a fun thing. There were so many songbirds in my back yard that I didnt even know existed, but Merlin found them and even gave me pictures, sounds and more. It's a Cornell Ornithology Lab app, so you know its great!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Anyway.........................</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">linked this haiku Friday (<span style="color: red;">the 13th...eeeeeK!!!</span>)</div><div style="text-align: center;">with</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://corazon.typepad.com/">Rebecca</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe;">Please visit her peaceful place. The door is always open.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #04ff00;">HAPPY WEEKEND!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #04ff00;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #04ff00;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #04ff00;"><br /></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>J Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16418645028718782130noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-778937253987192407.post-43323906518379482992022-05-08T11:25:00.000-04:002022-05-08T11:25:07.839-04:00Haiku my Heart -Once Upon A Time...<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: large;">a thing of beauty<br />the swan swimming on a lake<br />mother nature's gift</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">I saw, in my internet travels, a large carved wooden swan. Since then, I have craved one of these beauties to gaze upon daily. So I made one out of papier mache (my first papier mache) . In my mind, Miss Muse was telling me she must be a golden swan. Curious, I researched such a glorious thing. And I found there are stories for children, in many languages, of a golden swan. This swan lived on a pond near a poor mother with two children. She felt sorry for them, so gave them some of her golden feathers to sell. The mother turned greedy and captured the swan, pulling all of its feathers at once. Her karma was the swan grew chicken feathers, which were then worthless to this greedy mother. And the moral of this children's story was "Never Be Greedy"</p><p style="text-align: center;">I think that's a good story to teach children, and it makes me love my golden swan even more. I think she has a soul.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV6TRNRcgvTghry7OZVoh4OKEUlUu20ZVoOmZ0K1iHhuFWT3nUkFU7UsPOrX5uD709tW8ixGG7bmTBVdfH0TIncU2Wft7jxAJWxKkNBxhqTHfOcE-95ESKsPTgIeVXXrQRKfU7QqNLN_r6wKFuaB5vJrh5VtgXU7yaA0fPcedPxo3EKwasDXwKgpdD/s1920/Goldie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1920" data-original-width="1080" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV6TRNRcgvTghry7OZVoh4OKEUlUu20ZVoOmZ0K1iHhuFWT3nUkFU7UsPOrX5uD709tW8ixGG7bmTBVdfH0TIncU2Wft7jxAJWxKkNBxhqTHfOcE-95ESKsPTgIeVXXrQRKfU7QqNLN_r6wKFuaB5vJrh5VtgXU7yaA0fPcedPxo3EKwasDXwKgpdD/w225-h400/Goldie.jpg" width="225" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Linked with</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://corazon.typepad.com/">Haiku My Heart </a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">at Rebecca's place </div><div style="text-align: center;">💗</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #04ff00; font-size: large;">HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY, MOTHER NATURE</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #04ff00;">🌹</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #04ff00;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #04ff00;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #04ff00;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>J Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16418645028718782130noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-778937253987192407.post-54209925566059870642022-04-29T14:27:00.004-04:002022-04-30T13:05:42.514-04:00Haiku my Heart - The Nest<p style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: courier; font-size: large;">so black he is blue<br />this crow and I, eye to eye<br />he knows what I know</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">The woodpecker nest, in my biggest tree, is alive with peeps. Mr. and Mrs. are very busy, flying in and out. When crow comes around, its iridescent feathers catching the light, there are no peeps. Not a one. But....many, many screeches, squawks, and birdie warnings. He knows, as I do, there is a nest in this tree. There must also be baby mockingbirds near, because the mockingbirds hiss and screech, and fly at him. He flys from the mockingbirds. I'm betting he has felt their peck before. I have, and it hurts! </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">This morning, at barely dawn when I sat on the front porch with my coffee, the sky reminded me of the one time I was on the L.A. Freeway, with winged zoomies going in every direction. It was a very busy morning. </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Later, when it calmed down, mother woodpecker went back to her nest. She is so pretty, so attentive. My phone camera does not do her justice, but here is a small taste of her. </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSve83T7UmoLwe0KE-zCW_RlR4k5p_2t0ZfDBiSh8mBqwUms2ANgc60CMlPYJ5dhGxvOuOocMIkVDfz1B4Qxkzo--ejXzIvQyjs9ifADcFIZm8qZ74lsVJBaZAWuDNWOYtERMSAztS0X4jPQba7cjPVeNcIdxkFlVF8Cb27cyR_-2oNQfTCFTrm66F/s620/woodp.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="594" data-original-width="620" height="307" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSve83T7UmoLwe0KE-zCW_RlR4k5p_2t0ZfDBiSh8mBqwUms2ANgc60CMlPYJ5dhGxvOuOocMIkVDfz1B4Qxkzo--ejXzIvQyjs9ifADcFIZm8qZ74lsVJBaZAWuDNWOYtERMSAztS0X4jPQba7cjPVeNcIdxkFlVF8Cb27cyR_-2oNQfTCFTrm66F/s320/woodp.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">bringing food</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdTR9JxzUD6rAbi8-XBEPzEhwmjAP7YKuG4klKlLJw8dPUhkVpuyxg7IaKYTkNW40J9cD7YRrKAuvxp1cJfrwn_lOD1OFb9umK3MND3OFUKYLyj27kNVv4Hr5c1xE6YzVywWYL4k4_aE1VyLaeZNKzmFomK0yz78dBPY7kl-AxdZJaO7wFqxI19tYm/s220/woodp%20nest.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="198" data-original-width="220" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdTR9JxzUD6rAbi8-XBEPzEhwmjAP7YKuG4klKlLJw8dPUhkVpuyxg7IaKYTkNW40J9cD7YRrKAuvxp1cJfrwn_lOD1OFb9umK3MND3OFUKYLyj27kNVv4Hr5c1xE6YzVywWYL4k4_aE1VyLaeZNKzmFomK0yz78dBPY7kl-AxdZJaO7wFqxI19tYm/s16000/woodp%20nest.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-size: xx-small;">in the nest after crow leaves</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">sticking her head out, watching</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Birds are just so interesting! Do you ever watch nest cams? I do. I'm addicted...especially to the Hellsgate osprey. I have learned so much from that cam, not only about the bird and its nesting and eating and migrating habits, but about the rivers and mining operations in Montana. It all affects the lifespan and reproduction of the fish eating birds. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Meanwhile, back in the sub-tropics, we remain on corvid watch! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">linked with</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://corazon.typepad.com/">Rebecca's Haiku my Heart</a><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">please visit and feel the love</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Have a happy weekend!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <br /><br /></div><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><p></p>J Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16418645028718782130noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-778937253987192407.post-40262556941311299402022-04-22T12:58:00.003-04:002022-04-22T13:00:12.429-04:00Haiku my Heart - Earth Day <p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: large;">sweet jasmine branches<br />hang low over the koi pond<br />dropping white petals</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"> <span style="color: #04ff00;">Celebrating our planet today. It's the only "home" we have.<br />The 2022 theme for this day is <u>Invest In Our Planet!</u></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #04ff00;">-plant a tree<br />-feed some birds<br />-clean up a beach or park<br />-support environmental protection</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe;">Small things count.<br />I fed the birds and planted sunflowers.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;">Have you noticed Google's Earth Day doodle?<br />It shows the 20 year impact of climate change<br />on our planet. Sad!</p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">linked with<br /><a href="https://corazon.typepad.com/">recuerda mi corazon</a><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">Please <span style="color: red;">visit </span><span style="color: #01ffff;">this </span><span style="color: red;">link</span><br />it's a place full of love and respect</p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOnxcpgjkryLlM8cTAnhkS8r9KcBTlnoK-RUHm_hj7B2VOH6Etx5v-j-J0rbRTzxG2PY9Z4C2Cs7vhCQVBy73b8kzR0502zinYAvqYaxHiMjQea56PyRXcVFsM2kDmDS69I5IHp8bLmgv--zw9rA-P0qNDXEPxoC6uuhRcE9O0osCHWpLTNOAd6qtZ/s2400/pexels-pixabay-87009.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2400" data-original-width="2400" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOnxcpgjkryLlM8cTAnhkS8r9KcBTlnoK-RUHm_hj7B2VOH6Etx5v-j-J0rbRTzxG2PY9Z4C2Cs7vhCQVBy73b8kzR0502zinYAvqYaxHiMjQea56PyRXcVFsM2kDmDS69I5IHp8bLmgv--zw9rA-P0qNDXEPxoC6uuhRcE9O0osCHWpLTNOAd6qtZ/s320/pexels-pixabay-87009.jpg" width="320" /></a><br />Saving it is up to us!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">*thank you pixabay*</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #04ff00;"> </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #04ff00;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #04ff00;"><br /></span></p>J Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16418645028718782130noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-778937253987192407.post-85910238987958347872022-04-16T10:06:00.000-04:002022-04-16T10:06:27.651-04:00Haiku my Heart - American Nightingale<p style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: courier; font-size: large;">sweet little grey bird<br />how i love your copied song<br />mocking melody</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_Rim4LAeAWpXFDkNr8SqrILh8UPy-rRyPDjNmtpE9e91TeZpxSvnmj4KrLuLEzJMPPF1P8ntaNSrGpHCoysCs3sGe_NDGUrN3WNl5KSDyJXLQ4xCCAlzzR6FT2iAqgdBUrmmihlRZ_0NxzT8UhHOmI4t1HpLFy6QH9-AWOSrnpFko-NKFhP3hh2nG/s680/Charlotte%20County%20Florida%20Weekly.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="349" data-original-width="680" height="164" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_Rim4LAeAWpXFDkNr8SqrILh8UPy-rRyPDjNmtpE9e91TeZpxSvnmj4KrLuLEzJMPPF1P8ntaNSrGpHCoysCs3sGe_NDGUrN3WNl5KSDyJXLQ4xCCAlzzR6FT2iAqgdBUrmmihlRZ_0NxzT8UhHOmI4t1HpLFy6QH9-AWOSrnpFko-NKFhP3hh2nG/s320/Charlotte%20County%20Florida%20Weekly.jpg" width="320" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: xx-small;">courtesy Charlotte County Florida Weekly</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;">Did you know........</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Due to their mimicking abilities, the spirit of mockingbirds is symbolic of imitation, lack of originality, and authenticity. At the same time, these birds are also symbolic of innocence, music, loyalty, and protection.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="color: red;">No, I did not know that but I do now. Thank you Mrs. Google (she/her) I do know they are FIERCE little baby protectors!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="color: red;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="color: red;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The northern mockingbird’s scientific name, Mimus polyglottos, means “manytongued mimic.” Mockingbirds can mimic a barking dog, a squeaky door and even piano notes so well that electronic detection devices have trouble telling the difference. These birds continually add new sounds to their collection. It’s no surprise they are classified as songbirds and as such, are protected by local, state and federal laws.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Thank you Florida Weekly. Read more mockingbird</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://charlottecounty.floridaweekly.com/articles/many-tongued-mimic-is-floridas-state-bird/">HERE</a> </div></div><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Roboto; text-align: start;">linked with<br /><a href="https://corazon.typepad.com/">Haiku my Heart/Rebecca</a><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-size: large;"> </span><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;">E</span><span style="color: #04ff00; font-size: large;">A</span><span style="color: #2b00fe; 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font-size: large;"><br /></span><p></p>J Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16418645028718782130noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-778937253987192407.post-78062394629220162852022-04-09T10:36:00.000-04:002022-04-09T10:36:02.098-04:00Haiku My Heart - Spring Sounds<p style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: courier; font-size: large;">a crow caws nearby<br />the mockingbird scolds loudly<br />fledgling on the ground</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">linked this beautiful Spring day with<br /><a href="https://corazon.typepad.com/">Rebecca at Haiku My Heart</a><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgpUPkr_VCByxdPIf7MG7w5vJbh25ksVyA68gKSTlZB8sNf0qNSBtjrAeH9KyHR2LGs9CD0BMPFbJ8FFRmz2tNx150xoGoIYAQ_ik0YhegmCkpy7QOWevQnCXqMCTcMfU7UT09bzbOSpabFHaih7acgSiLAhY0JHSC1ZEKQ4xxwb2-NQY2n1vOVuMy/s1500/baby-mockingbird-340deed7318544d286f8993d4adacb14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="1500" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgpUPkr_VCByxdPIf7MG7w5vJbh25ksVyA68gKSTlZB8sNf0qNSBtjrAeH9KyHR2LGs9CD0BMPFbJ8FFRmz2tNx150xoGoIYAQ_ik0YhegmCkpy7QOWevQnCXqMCTcMfU7UT09bzbOSpabFHaih7acgSiLAhY0JHSC1ZEKQ4xxwb2-NQY2n1vOVuMy/s320/baby-mockingbird-340deed7318544d286f8993d4adacb14.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">the spruce.com tracy keller/cc</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-size: xx-small;">Wishing you a beautiful, peaceful weekend</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /><br /></span></p>J Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16418645028718782130noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-778937253987192407.post-82524462944985923012022-04-02T10:25:00.000-04:002022-04-02T10:25:26.995-04:00Haiku my Heart - Stormy Day<p style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: courier; font-size: large;">outside my window<br />heavy grey skies speak of rain<br />spring blooms reach and wait</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitM9kRrG949oqukLs0SOrt1HK7CU7SUhnxPlNw8yJJm21QSA1jZc3zrAJC98yDP2Vnoa0mibx-f8wqMfIsJ0VXoUKto6M8lGq8on5gg60OhgCYP6jywEPCXzB66-8kzBE6RmRNmkXOlkpre2Zg6FePf-qkHHBC7rCotgEvIb6JVvMyIivHRgsZb-dm/s500/rainonwindowpanegiphy.gif" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="263" data-original-width="500" height="168" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitM9kRrG949oqukLs0SOrt1HK7CU7SUhnxPlNw8yJJm21QSA1jZc3zrAJC98yDP2Vnoa0mibx-f8wqMfIsJ0VXoUKto6M8lGq8on5gg60OhgCYP6jywEPCXzB66-8kzBE6RmRNmkXOlkpre2Zg6FePf-qkHHBC7rCotgEvIb6JVvMyIivHRgsZb-dm/s320/rainonwindowpanegiphy.gif" width="320" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: xx-small;">giphy</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">linked with <br /><a href="https://corazon.typepad.com/">Haiku My Heart Rebecca</a><br /></span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: x-large;">Wishing you a<br />wonderful day.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZPqhjw8HABZJrZffjm0syLzZZNvnNhUxXXxatkw68rT7RIdqAzX8YrSFW45YnL8wTJzMGhVFEGC3EeGAHX8Fqgx8l9LoEDxPXWI59aj8mG8WRmbDaHHXdHc59_3_yeUAkVOCj9m8O0wOPjncwT4yq3Q9qNBfoJx0QbzFKwdo9bldYnLKZA1-YPqaF/s546/flower-100263__340.webp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="340" data-original-width="546" height="199" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZPqhjw8HABZJrZffjm0syLzZZNvnNhUxXXxatkw68rT7RIdqAzX8YrSFW45YnL8wTJzMGhVFEGC3EeGAHX8Fqgx8l9LoEDxPXWI59aj8mG8WRmbDaHHXdHc59_3_yeUAkVOCj9m8O0wOPjncwT4yq3Q9qNBfoJx0QbzFKwdo9bldYnLKZA1-YPqaF/s320/flower-100263__340.webp" width="320" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: xx-small;">pixabay</span></div><br /><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><p></p>J Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16418645028718782130noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-778937253987192407.post-85098837962021085572022-03-25T14:06:00.003-04:002022-03-25T17:31:29.984-04:00Haiku my Heart - The Tricksters<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: large;">under midnight sun<br />she came forth from a hot mist<br />seeking unkindness</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">If you are an ornithophobic,<br />please don't read any further<br />😄 <br /><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW9ZqfuCWe7c9k7ycDlg1Jydj0QS_Ss3h-invJyoeFh01YryVOHxTGaNwsgdTXXi0sq2QADuQne0NIt6QpxL8BR-F5_7u_x3r__OwiwPA2jZ6NwJcETv1BUSbaLPvmH-MvELueGiAIlbXcvqjZI7cNCaf59rc5p4TGjLbAYTXZJb5_FBjlpbCacdmq/s1283/She.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1283" data-original-width="1080" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW9ZqfuCWe7c9k7ycDlg1Jydj0QS_Ss3h-invJyoeFh01YryVOHxTGaNwsgdTXXi0sq2QADuQne0NIt6QpxL8BR-F5_7u_x3r__OwiwPA2jZ6NwJcETv1BUSbaLPvmH-MvELueGiAIlbXcvqjZI7cNCaf59rc5p4TGjLbAYTXZJb5_FBjlpbCacdmq/w336-h400/She.jpg" width="336" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">She</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">sketchpad watercolor</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe;">Of course, this is all in fun. Yesterday was a rainy, stormy day, all day, so staying indoors brings forth the paints and imagination.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #01ffff;"><i>Not to worry. There is no "unkindness" here. <br /><u>FUN FACTS:</u> In case you didnt know (</i>you probably do but I'll type it anyway<i>) a flock or group of ravens is sometimes called an unkindness, or a conspiracy, or tricksters, and of course crows are a murder. </i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><span style="color: red;">OK, I'll stop now 😇 but if you want some fun raven reading, and want to know why they are called unkindness, please check out <a href="https://birdfact.com/articles/why-is-a-group-of-ravens-called-an-unkindness">Bird Facts</a></span></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>******</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>linked for Friday Haiku with<br /><a href="http://corazon.typepad.com/">Rebecca</a><br /></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUPWu90rFjioCkA5iIXapjyJZj6E9Lc7eiOtw3uk7DmUJ0l8ReRlvNOJL-0mvmAh7KPXy9oLeexBHrmXA5FCs9bVEiuJPyL2SL3z3rGkgII1dVTNfKb3OR84KPtQwd7Abvy5OKfIZr5pLnqWWO6IDgA6k_i70qlDyFOimMti_QvvfG_smpQelRjywT/s960/thumbnail%20(2).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="933" data-original-width="960" height="194" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUPWu90rFjioCkA5iIXapjyJZj6E9Lc7eiOtw3uk7DmUJ0l8ReRlvNOJL-0mvmAh7KPXy9oLeexBHrmXA5FCs9bVEiuJPyL2SL3z3rGkgII1dVTNfKb3OR84KPtQwd7Abvy5OKfIZr5pLnqWWO6IDgA6k_i70qlDyFOimMti_QvvfG_smpQelRjywT/w200-h194/thumbnail%20(2).jpg" width="200" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">photo from Bird Facts.com</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Hope your weekend is peaceful.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">***</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>J Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16418645028718782130noreply@blogger.com12