Love Crosses All Boundaries

Years ago these two cute little girls were the best of friends. They did not think about race or color, just that they really enjoyed each other’s company. Makes me wonder why it is so hard for adults to to the same. We need to work on Dr. King’s dream and make it become a reality.

Teach your children well

Love crosses all boundaries

Be their example

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How are you doing your part?

Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Stunned Bird

The grease imprint of a dove that hit my window…

Birds fly into my window from time to time crashing into a sky of glass and an image of illusion. Stunned they fall to the ground or circle back to the trees, only to do it over again on another sunny day. Being territorial they are trying to attack the illusion of another bird intruding into their territory, and only hurt themselves in the process.

Seems we are seeing this play out today in DC, as our Lame-Duck President continually tries to incite followers to attack the illusion of an intruder stealing his space. Over and over he keeps hitting the glass sky and is now looking like that stunned bird that hit my window.

Protesters gather

Attacking an illusion

Stunned bird thinks he won

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This is a stunned finch that hit my window. You can see the twisted claw. He eventually was able to fly away.

A Smile For You

Creativity and imagination always make me smile. When I pulled into my parking space at the mall, I saw this sweet little beauty smiling back at me. I tried to imagine the person who puts eyelashes on their car headlights. What a unique idea! Do you give names to your car?

Batting eyelashes

Smiling across the parking lot

A sweet set of wheels!

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Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Rocky’s Big Adventure

This is a project I have been working on for the past few weeks. It is a 23 page children’s story book coloring book about the little Saw-whet Owl found in the Rockefeller Christmas tree. I saw the story. after Thanksgiving, on the morning NBC News show. Apparently the little owl was trapped in the tree when it was cut down in upstate New York, and spent three days there while the tree was being brought to Rockefeller Center Plaza in New York City. It was found by a worker and taken to a wildlife sanctuary, where it was given food and water. The owl seemed to be fine and was released back into the wild several days later.

I thought it would make a great children’s story. So, I created the illustrations from the pictures I saw on the News Story video clips. I made up the story as I thought it might have happened, and decided to make it into a coloring book as well. I self-published it this week and had it spiral bound so the pages would lay open. I also got heavier weight paper so the colors would not blead through. Now I will pass them out to family and friends with children who will enjoy the story.

Rocky the tiny Owl

Wrapped in Spruce boughs took trip

Visits New York City

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A personal commercial shout-out:

My Granddaughter Ashley, is in a Masters of Arts program at Adler University. She does beautiful art work, making hand crafted book ear rings made of miniature books, that actually open up , as well as many other items.

Please check out her Positive Fibes, Etsy site at: https://www.etsy.com/shop/PositiveFibes?ref=search_shop_redirect

Blinded By Comfort

Today on NPR I listened to a discussion that centered around Thanksgiving. The commentator said that back in 1970, the descendants of the Mayflower arrival in 1620. planned a 350 year celebration. It was to include that first year, when they were said to have celebrated the first Thanksgiving in America, along with the local Native Americans.

A descendant of the Indian tribe, Wampanoag leaderWamsutta, was asked to speak at the ceremony. They asked that he give them a copy of his speech prior to giving it. When they read his speech, they said he could not say what he had written about the following atrocities and massacres that occurred years later. He refused to edit his speech to a more positive tone and instead, with the help of the tribes of New England, started a National Day of Mourning for Native Americans, that continues to this day, on Thanksgiving Day. It doesn’t get much press, if any.

With all the turmoil over Confederate Statues coming down and being moved, one needs to also think of what was done to Native Americans who lived where we live now!

Comfort blinds the eyes

Thankful that we don’t remember

those who were slaughtered

Thankful for all that we have

Memory loss keeps us silent

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Comfort blinds our eyes

Memory loss keeps us silent

Our “God given rights”

Guns still sit in our closets

Should anyone come calling

  • I should say, I am very Thankful for the blessings of life, faith, liberty, and family. But the dark side still haunts me!

National Day of Mourning (United States protest) – Wikipedia

Photo: Wikipedia

Ice Dancing

Frozen solid

Claws dance on ice

Our first frost

Mottled reflection

Nature’s hammered glass shines

Sparrow’s throat is dry

Teapot’s hot water

Melted ice clear reflection

Gross Beak finds warm drink

Photos: Dwight

The “Eyes” have it…

Eyes tell the story

Together we are secure

Even through Covid

I will protect you from harm

Wrapped tightly in my strong arms

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Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Today at d’Verse we are writing about eyes… the window to the soul. When my son was little he loved Raggedy Ann. He was very protective of her. I find it interesting that their eyes are almost the same in this photo! This poem is the story of us all this year! Wear your mask and be safe.

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