Eyes wide open to each day
a strange second chance
to do what?
Do all the same routine things
as the day before.
Or is the second chance
a gift to see beauty,
to hear life’s rhythms,
to feel from the tips of toes
to the top of the head,
to be aware once again
that this day is ours to shape.
“We’re given second chances every day of our life.
We don’t usually take them but they’re there for the taking.”
~ Andrew M. Greeley
(1928 ~ 2013)
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| June 16, 2525 |
Today
Arrogant puffed up clouds
roamed the skies
sunshine glanced
through
patches of blue,
Grey undersides
reminded
of their promise.
Vestiges of yesterday’s storm
wandered
gathered
Rain splashes
abruptly,
at their whim.
Evening air
cold ~ damp
refreshing
Even now
thunder grumbles
in the distance
“There is peace even in the storm.”
~ Vincent van Gogh, The Letters of Vincent van Gogh
Author’s note: I did not get a photograph of today’s skies,
but located this photo from June 16, 2025.
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| Regina ~ July, 2023 |
This morning, I watched them ~ three little darlings scampering across the street. The boldest already racing up the first available tree. The middle ‘child’ was merely following along. The last one was still in the middle of the road trying to decide which way to turn to avoid the huge white monster bearing down on it. All three made it to safety. I turned away to get my coffee and to read. Silence was broken by the very busy rustling of the tree out front. I didn’t leap to my feet, but had to satisfy my curiosity. There they were the three red young-un’s, tails flashing, racing up, down, every single branch from one tree to the next. So fast that I could not get a photo of the flying three. Back to my book. A very loud, abrupt and insistent chitter stopped all the leafy noise. I could only assume that mom was calling her wayward kids home for lunch!
“Well, it may be humorous to you,
but it’s a very serious matter to the squirrels.”
~ Lisa Kleypas, author
