Dear Reader:
A little before seven o’clock yesterday morning I was checking emails and responses when I glanced out the window and saw the most beautiful sunrise with colors of pink and orange unveiling.
I threw on some jeans, grabbed my Iphone and snapped the title photo. After taking the picture I just marveled at the beauty around me…the Bradford Pear is ready to burst open at any second, it appears, and my other flowering trees surprised me overnight with this spectacle of loveliness.
It looks like snowflakes falling from heaven when the wind blows…what a delight to the soul!
The other day I read an article that made me pause and think. A young mother was lamenting the fact that with so many pictures being taken now of her family and children growing up….that they have lost their significance….a “dime a dozen.”
She gave a personal example of her own mistakes in this area. She was taking photos of her toddler at a petting zoo and was so intent on capturing the right picture that later, upon observation of the photos, she realized she had missed the human moments of her daughter squealing in delight and wanting her to get down to her level and see the animals through her eyes. (Not standing away observing life from a distance with a camera.)
Last Saturday, when I took Jakie over to play with his cousins and (of course) was clicking away with my Iphone, Rutledge grew exasperated and told me in no uncertain terms to “Put that in your pocket BOO BOO (pointing to the Iphone) Put it in your pocket!” “Play with me!”
Out of the mouths of babes. (So I put it in my pocket…and well…took sneaky photos when Rutledge wasn’t looking.) *I think grandmothers get a special “pass” on photos but Rutledge is right. Some memories should be kept in the heart and mind….not on the computer.
Perhaps I will stick to photos of nature and even then….I can only capture one small visual moment….not the feelings that accompany my new love affair with nature…how it makes me happy beyond measure.
When I discovered this poem….I felt like it perfectly “fit” what I was feeling yesterday… surrounded outside my window by the beauty of the lowcountry in spring…accompanied by the promise of sunrise and another day of life.
It’s A Brand new Day
It’s a brand new day
For new hopes,
New dreams,
New thoughts to pen,
New hopes to make life worth while;
New corners to turn
New smiles to smile.
Rise up
To greet this day,
Touch the hand of a friend
Along the way.
Let your laughter ring out loud,
Like the roar of thunder,
Then write a poem
To be tucked under
Someone’s pillow
Tonight.
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Aha! A challenge….here’s a little “Dingle Jingle” to take with you through the day today.
It’s All About YOU
Sharing moments of life
delight us all.
We see in others
the universal call
…That we are alike ….more, not less
We just want to give life our best.
Some days we laugh and others cry
Sharing feelings from – “Hi” to “Bye”
You readers are such a loyal band
Who have watched me grow…holding God’s Hand.
We share stories on earth and some above
But the secret of the blog is…
It’s about LOVE! (for you!)
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So until tomorrow….Thank you readers for starting each day with me….a brand new day…filled with scattered thoughts and endless possibilities.
“Today is my favorite day” Winnie the Pooh
*Yesterday I was given a wonderful gift by Ann Beard Shahid, through her friend Bob Kaplan, who took these photos of my beloved chapel in the woods. (Spring Creek and St. Jude’s Chapel of Hope)
Susan and Marcia….Ernie got the headboard put together yesterday you sent last week.…I love it.…just perfect! What an amazing gift!
I planted this beautiful dwarf azalea yesterday called Autumn Lilac….don’t you love the pink streaks in it.
Our oldest grandchildren have gotten where they don’t like pictures bc they have been photographed so much…so I am like you I just tuck the memory in my heart…Love your Dingle Jingle…
I do feel badly about the overdose of photographs…..just can’t seem to help myself….they’re just so cute! But I am going to try to wean myself as much as possible….hate for them to have a hang-up because of Boo Boo photo overload.