When Trees Are Gone

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With the economy booming in our area, more and more trees are being cleared to make room for new housing developments. There is no attempt to save the existing trees. Everything is stripped to bare ground, ground up and hauled away. Giant machines turn fifty year old trees into wood chips in a matter of minutes.

What happens when we remove so many trees from our environment? Wildlife gets condensed into smaller and smaller areas. Birds lose their annual nesting locations, and more and more deer are killed by the on slot of cars brought on by development. There appears to be little or no effort to create better highways to accomodate the increased vehicles. We wonder why climate change is bringing warmer weather. Could it be that we take little thought for the tree we are so eager to discard.

Trees cry tears and leaves

Chipper turns years into chips

Earth struggles to breathe

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Photos: Dwight L. Roth

This post was inspired by one done by Kym Gordon Moore discussing the same subject.

https://frombehindthepen.wordpress.com/2019/06/13/attack-of-the-wild/

 

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Pure Pleasure

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Nothing much better

Than a chocolate ice cream cone

Good to the last lick

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Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Buy Local

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So often we are geared toward buying at the big box stores or on Amazon because it is convenient and most importantly often less expensive.  What we don’t realize is how our choices affect the small business persons in our community. The extra we pay helps those we know, rather than going into the pockets of CEOs who already have more than they can ever spend in this lifetime.

Buying local shows

friends and neighbors you care…

Helps your town thrive

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Photo: Dwight L. Roth

 

Lasting Friendship

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I met Sri in 2011 when we moved into our new neighborhood. He had just gotten married the year before and moved into the neighborhood about six months earlier. We connected right away and became great friends.  He was thirty years younger than me, but that did not matter!

Sri was a Project Manager from India, and worked in the city using public transportation. As a result, he never needed to learn to drive.  He had his permit and asked if I would be willing to teach him to drive. I agreed, and we spent many evenings that summer driving through the countryside just before sunset. It was a great time to learn to know one another better. He now has his license and drives into Charlotte most days to work at one of the local banks.

Since then, we have done many projects together. He moved out of our neighborhood and closer to Charlotte which helps his commute. We still stay in touch and he often consults with me regarding things around the house. Although we see each other less, our friendship is still as strong as ever.

Lasting friendship bonds

kindred spirits together.

Sun sets // friends will last

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Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Furry Little Gift

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Over the weekend I found some old slides of our kitten we got back in 1993. He had a lot of love to give us, and we had much to learn from him. Boxes, bags and newspapers were his favorite things. He would play hard and then take a nap. Then he was back at it for a second round. Problem was he racee up and down the stairs at !0:30 at night, right after we went to bed.  He was with us for the next fifteen years. We loved him dearly.

Play hard // take a nap
A balanced life // play and rest
A lesson to learn

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No care in the world
For us // cares overwhelming
Learn to live and love

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Photos: Dwight L. Roth

Scars and Stones

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President’s Day is on Monday. Today Frank Tassone, asked us to write a Haikai poem that talks about a president or presidents past or present. As I read Tessa’s poem today, talking about the presidents on Mount Rushmore, this thought came to mind. See what your think!

Past presidents sit
high on pedestals // seats of
stone // immortalized.
New presidents leave their mark
Scars on the landscape of man
Could their marks reflect
fractured attitudes of us…
Supporters who vote?
Presidents are a mirror…
Take a good look at yourself

Come join us at: https://frankjtassone.com/2019/02/16/haikai-challenge-73-2-16-19-presidents-haiku-senryu-haibun-tanka-haiga-renga/

Check out Tessa’s poem here:  https://tessacandoit.com/2019/02/16/haikai-challenge-73-2-16-19-presidents-haiku-senryu-haibun-tanka-haiga-renga/

Picture of Lincoln Memorial: thousandwonders.net

Recycling Pallets

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My last job, before I retired, was at a vinyl siding company owned by a friend of mine. It was during the downturn in the US economy and sales were slow. When I had free time I  took shipping pallets apart, cleaned out the nails and dressed the oak boards on our table saw. I made the rocker for my friend, Mr. Ed, who drove our pickup truck. Using the old antique rocker as a pattern, I cut the oak boards to match. It turned out really great. The swing below was done the same way. I made three of them in all.  Over the years we made a variety of things, some of which I am still using every day!

Oak shipping pallets

Dressed smooth, cut to size, finished

Special creations

Built three swings and a rocker

Joy for builder and owner

 

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Photos: Dwight L. Roth & Dan Niece

Gift of Time

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One Christmas, several years ago, we decided that instead of buying Christmas gifts for each other we would draw names and each of us would make our gift. My son drew my name and made this original clock for me. As we enter the new year, perhaps we should think how we can make this thought true not just for dad, but for all of our family members, especially for those who are confined and can no longer get out and about.  The greatest gift of love you can give to them is your time.

Give the gift of time

A most precious gift of love

Your New Year’s Blessing

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Those whose lives are too  busy

Will miss their special reward

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Photo: Dwight L. Roth

This was written for Frank Tassone’s Haikai challenge…. The prompt was to write a poem using the word New Years in .

Join us at: https://frankjtassone.com/2018/12/29/haikai-challenge-67-new-year-shinnen-haiku-senryu-haibun-tanka-haiga-renga/

I am also posting this on d’Verse Poets Pub for their prompt of Time and  What if?. It is not exactly on but close. So important to spend time before your loved ones are gone and you say to yourself, What if I had spent more time with them!

Join us at:  https://dversepoets.com

 

Bands of Promise

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Two small bands of gold

Promises bigger than life

49 years strong

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Tomorrow will be our forty-ninth wedding anniversary. When I think back on that day it was so very special. I smiled so much that my face hurt. The snowstorm that went up the east coast earlier in the week kept a few from attending,  but the wedding went on as planned. My friend who was supposed to play at our wedding was snowed in, so at the last minute my co-worker, who was the music teacher at my school, graciously filled in with only two day’s notice!  Through all the ups and downs of life, we have managed to stay together and love each other as we promised on that cold December day.

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Wedding Photo: Jim Bowman

Another Milestone

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When I started blogging a couple of years ago, I never dreamed I would have this many followers. I have reached another milestone in blogging with 3000 follows!!

Many thanks to all of you for taking the time to read and follow my post each day. You words of encouragement and concern are worth it all. I love hearing from you, reading, and commenting on your work as well.

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Riding the main line

Enjoying the blogging train

Whistling at each stop

 

Photos: Dwight L. Roth