Wednesday, June 30, 2010

A Weird Question Wednesday?? For a Change...

"An open foe may prove a curse,
~ but a pretended friend is worse."

"Life is a jest; and all things show it.
~ I thought so once; and now I know it."

"Follow love and it will flee,
~ flee love and it will follow thee."

All from John Gay who was born on this day...
June 30, 1685

He wrote what were considered "fables" for children and savage belittling political satires that won him the support of friends with deep pockets as well as powerful enemies at court, depending on their political views...Gay is best remembered for his play THE BEGGAR'S OPERA..This story of highwaymen and corrupt "law-keepers" is still performed by theatrical groups world wide.. Though I thought the "fables" were weird and not really something I would have read to my own child.. I did find these quotes to be very truthful even for our time..


~ I haven't done the weird question thing in a long time.. The place where all the weird questions came from.. suddenly disappeared from the Internet.. I think the last set of questions might have been more than even the most liberal of folks could handle.. There are of course many many places that offer weird questions for us to answer.. I have chosen a few to answer for you today.. Hopefully you will enjoy a laugh from either the questions.. my answers.. or both..
#1~ How many pieces of unopened mail are sitting wherever it is that you put your unopened mail?~ If a piece of mail is unimportant enough to me that I don't open it.. I take it straight to the shredder.. I guess with that thought in mind I could say that there are about a million pieces of unopened mail turning to soil enriching mulch in a big old tractor tire out in my bucket garden.. For some weird reason I don't save mail in piles of unopened litter..I might add though that one of the letters from a seed company must have had a seed sample inside since I now have flowers blooming in my Mail pile..
#2~ What’s your morning routine?~ How long does it take you to get ready for work or a day at home? ~ I'm not sure why this was listed as a weird question by the writers where I found it.. but because it seemed out of place where it was I dragged it here.. I do find it weird that anyone cares what "MY" morning routine is.. were you planning on copying me and doing the same things each day that I do?What if I did something weird like run across the yard and around the corner in my flip flops... ONLY MY FLIP FLOPS! Oh well here goes.. Wake up.. sit up.. take a swallow of water from the huge cup beside my bed.. look at Dave.. smile and hurry to the potty.. ( don't be weird.. you don't need details here!) Brush my hair and put it in a pony tail.. look down to see what I slept in.. shorts.. and a tee shirt.. way cool.. I smell the coffee .. The dogs are begging... pouring coffee and looking for flip flops.. My day is now officially started...
#3~ If a turtle doesn't have a shell, is he homeless or naked?~ Don't be weird.. the answer to this is simple.. if he has no shell he is neither naked nor homeless.. he is SOUP!

#4~ Have you ever tripped over thin air!? ~ As a matter of fact just this morning while doing my run naked flip flop routine.. I tripped over thin air and fell right on top of a naked.. homeless.. Turtle.. he smelled like soup..

#5~ Are you still hung over?~ I don't ever remember being hung over.. I have been on the verge of drunkenness a few times.. but I always felt great the next morning.. but then again I didn't spend the night in some weird spread-eagle.. with my head in the toilet position either...That would be bound to make you wake up feeling weird.. when you reach your limit.. I think it is just weird not to stop right there..

#6~ If you could “fast forward” through something in your life, would you? ~ As weird as this may sound I have to say I wouldn't fast forward through anything.. I think we learn from even our biggest trials and our greatest mistakes.. eventually we will move on to the next trial... unless we are just a weirdo.. I might fast forward some people who have touched my life though and get them out a lot quicker.. they know who they are.. I don't need to be weird and call them by name..

#7~ Would you ever fly in a glass bottom airplane?~ Please.. Do I look like a weird freak.. I barely fly in a good old.. closed up all around.. solid metal plane.. why would I want to be sitting on glass way up there in the sky above the clouds.. Looking down on this weird world that we call home.. Nah.. I'll pass..
#8~ Insane or sane!?~ I'm pretty sure you are insane.. OH!.. you meant me... that would depend on who you asked.. I think I'm sane.. but then if I was insane would I know that I was?
Would I even care... Wouldn't it be weird to wake up one day and realize that your whole life was some crazy insane psychotic episode.. Now see what you did.. I will worry about that weird possibility all day!

#9~ If love is blind, why is lingerie so popular? ~ That's a good question and if I ever have a blind lover I will ask him.. or Maybe I'll just ask some random blind man.. I do have a sensible answer though if you want to hear it.. Lingerie is actually more for the wearer.. if you feel sexy you will be sexy.. or so "they " say.. besides satin and lace would feel good to the hands of the blindest man.. don't you think? OK this is getting weird..

#10~ Who is one person you should get rid of, but never will? ~ am I really allowed to get rid of someone?.. Get rid of.. as in show him/her the quick sand pit?.. Or as in cut out of my wonderful .. even if weird life forever?.. Never allowing them to be a part of me and my world again.. burying them under the pig pen in the back yard?.. feeding them a little at the time to the chickens?.. covering them with shreds of unopened mail as fertilizer for bright and beautiful blooms?.. As weird as this makes me sound I can't really think of anyone in particular.... Now.. would you like to buy some beach front property in Arizona?.. The list is too long and most of them don't really deserve forever banishment.. Most of them also have caused grief not to me personally.. but to someone I love.. If it was to me they would already be gone.. for some weird reason I am not allowed to banish folks from the lives of my family and friends.. I also think that if a person can't tell when I don't like them.. then they are both weird and stupid.. because I do in fact know where at least one quicksand pit is..
These are the weird questions for today.. I hope you enjoyed your visit to my blog.. and maybe even had a laugh while you were here.. Maybe you have a weird question you would like for me to answer.. If you do feel free to leave it in a comment.. I welcome comments.. Have a great Wednesday.. I hope it isn't too weird!

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Too Hot to Breath!

"To love is not to look at one another: it is to look, together, in the same direction." ~ Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

"Catch on fire with enthusiasm and people will come for miles to watch you burn."
~ John Wesley

"For one swallow does not make a summer, nor does one day; and so too one day, or a short time, does not make a man blessed and happy." ~ Aristotle


~ Doesn't this beautiful spot look like paradise.. Cool and refreshing.. It feels like it's 500* in the shade.. I know it isn't.. but it sure is hot.. rain has teased me for the last week and even dripped a little on all area's except here.. Actually I think four fat drops did fall on top of the barn I saw four narrow wet stripes when the dogs and I panted around the place late yesterday afternoon.. I have been shaking Cooper's treasured rain stick all day and as soon as it's dark I plan on doing the butt naked rain dance out by the chicken yard... So if a violent storm comes up later y'all will know what happened.. If you would like to then you could do your own dance too.. surely if we all do the butt naked rain dance at once.. we will scare up a nice storm that will cool things off..The chickens are rolling around in the dirt stirring up a cloud of dry dust and the pig lies grunting in the mud.. I am sure she was inviting me to join her earlier and believe me.. if not for the smell I just might.. I wish I knew where there was a good.. clean.. cold creek that we could go and lay in until we were cool.. Ah the good old summer time!!..

On a good note my peas and corn fresh from the garden made a delicious meal.. we had those for lunch along with some sliced red tomatoes.. also from our garden.. I cooked some sausages and some garlic bread to round things out but I could have just had the veggies myself.. I sure hope that where ever you are you are staying out of the heat... realizing that it is way too hot to do much of anything I have posted a few poems for you to think about until time for the rain dances to begin.. Have a safe and wonderful summer day!


Summer Breeze

summer wind whistles
through sunny flower garden~
blue bird wings flutter.

Written By: Patricia Sawyer


Time to Dance ( ~Music)

Melodies pulsing through my soul
Undulating symphony of rock and roll
Strumming rhythms.. electric heat
Instrumental with a jazzy beat
Chords and lyrics.. Microphones
~~Bring delicious wiggles to my bones.

written by: Patricia Sawyer



smiling chameleon
greedily slithers away
deaf to children's sobs

written by: Patricia Sawyer


In the Afternoon

a diamond back suns
in gravel strewn arroyo~
lobo pups wrestle

written by: Patricia Sawyer

Monday, June 28, 2010

A Refreshing Day!

"A nation that destroys its soils destroys itself. Forests are the lungs of our land, purifying the air and giving fresh strength to our people. " ~ Franklin D. Roosevelt

"A new word is like a fresh seed sown on the ground of the discussion." ~ Ludwig Wittgenstein

"A Poem does not grow by jerks. As trees in Spring produce a new ring of tissue, so does every poet put forth a fresh outlay of stuff at the same season." ~ Wilfred Owen
Moody Monday offers us a challenge each week.. the photo challenge of today is Fresh....

Fresh~ • newly made or obtained • new; not previously known, met with, etc.; novel • pure, cool, or refreshing • not faded, worn, obliterated, etc.

~ Fresh vegetables..

Fresh Fruits~

~ Farm fresh eggs.. from our own hens..
fresh flowers priced to buy~
~ The freshest flowers growing right outside my door.. My favorite flower.. bought for me By My Beloved Dave..
a new life.. pure and unspoiled.. Fresh and sweet!

~ I have got to tell you that I really enjoyed doing the research for today's post.. It is amazing how quickly a produce manager can get a fresh mouth when he sees someone with a camera in his department.. Never fear.. he didn't say anything to me personally but he appeared to have a fresh burst of energy as he hurried to get the store manager and then as I admired their fresh flowers.. the floral manager as well.. they followed me around the store as I shopped for animal feed and fresh food for my family.. Just as I was about to leave the store.. I saw them all huddled at the end of an aisle.. all eyes trained on me.. I think I scared them.. finally the store manager asked me if it was true that I had a camera in their store.. I thought about telling them I was a mystery shopper or something like that but before I could come up with a fresh lie.. the manager made up his mind that I was a spy.. he told the others to head on back to their work.. that if I was making pictures of their stuff then it was because they were the best store in town.. Poor Dave was standing away from me as if we were not together or I would have pulled my camera back out of my purse and made a fresh batch of pictures and maybe even some of them standing there in their silly little huddle.. Needless to say I left there feeling refreshed.. Have a wonderful day!!

Thursday, June 24, 2010

Three for Thursday!

"Good nature is worth more than knowledge, more than money, more than honor, to the persons who possess it." ~ Henry Ward Beecher

"Talent is like a faucet; while it is open you have to write. Inspiration? A hoax fabricated by poets for their self-importance." ~ Jean Anouilh

"Even when poetry has a meaning, as it usually has, it may be inadvisable to draw it out... Perfect understanding will sometimes almost extinguish pleasure."
~ A. E. Housman


~ Doesn't this spot look nice and cool.. Edisto River has a few of these beautiful spots.. I would love to have been right here in this magical spot today... Instead I was here at home.. where it is hotter than a hornets sting.. Man it's hot here.. I walked the dogs a few minutes ago and we were all panting before we made one circle around the place.. they kept pulling me back towards the house and I kept telling them to hurry up and find a spot.. finally I decided to head back inside.. we can always walk again in the moonlight later.. the heat index today was 107*.. I think the actual temperature was 99*.. Too hot.. too hot to work in the yard.. too hot to cook.. too hot to even walk the poor dogs.. very nearly too hot to write... and where is that thunderstorm the newsman threatened us with?.. I would welcome it... I spent part of the day thinking about the long hot days years ago when my kids were babies and we lived crammed in between others in cramped and crappy little trailer in one of the very worst trailer parks.. But as bad as it was we did have a wonderful slipping slide.. the neighbor kids called it the slippdy slippdy slippdy slide.. Anthony.. David and Phoebe... Beth .. Beckie and Andy.. Melissa.. Krystal and Brian.. and so many other children.. would gather there every morning to run and fall down in the cold water laced with cheap dish washing liquid.. I must admit that I wasn't the same nice person then that I am now.. I was mean and wouldn't let some kids play.. but eventually they did wear me down and I allowed them to join us .. of course they did first have to accomplished all of the goals I set for them to do.... It was hard to be mean when they sat just on the outside of my string fenced yard and sweat.. pitifully.. sadly.. dirtily.. even now I can still remember the absolute joy that ricocheted around the trailer park the afternoon that we opened the slippdy slippdy slippdy slide to all of the kids in the neighborhood... it and some cool-aid Popsicles were the talk of the town.. the next morning kids from the next trailer park up the road were sitting outside my string fence before I even opened my door.. the rumor had spread like wildfire.. there must have been a hundred of them waiting .. hoping that Miss Meany would let them slide.. I know I'm old and yes.. maybe even fat.. But I wonder what my fine neighbor folks would think If I put on some old shorts and spread out a roll of heavy duty plastic.. doused it with some dish washing liquid... and lay a garden hose on it weighted down with a red brick.. and got me a good running start.. and flopped right down in the freezing water.. and slid out across the field.. I'm thinking I could go almost all the way to the road.. don't big people go farther?.. I know Mason would love it.. I bet the dogs would even give it a try... I guess maybe it would be a bit too much ... But I did enjoy the memories.. they didn't really make things any cooler but I did laugh and that helped some.. I thank you for visiting my blog today on this super hot Thursday... I have shared some haiku with you today.. Feel free to comment.. Have a wonderful day!


A Piercing Morsel

buzzing bumblebee
fat with sweet summer nectar
the lizards head swells

Written BY: Patricia Sawyer



drunken waxwings spill
yellow belly stained crimson
with wild cherry wine

Written By: Patricia Sawyer


Finally Summer

sitting on the steps
counting flashes of fireflies
we welcome summer

Written By: Patricia Sawyer


Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Standing Beneath a Gibbous Moon....

"But, truly, I have wept too much! The Dawns are heartbreaking. Every moon is atrocious and every sun bitter." ~ Arthur Rimbaud

"Don't tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass."
~ Anton Chekhov

"Everything has a natural explanation. The moon is not a god, but a great rock, and the sun a hot rock." ~ Anaxagoras

Just looking up at the sky would you know what kind of moon this was?.. I wouldn't.. Tonight I know that it is a waxing gibbous moon.. Thanks to my grandson.. Mason.. I have learned a lot about the moon this last week.. every night as he and I give the dogs a final walk around the place before bedtime.. he explains the phases of the moon to me.. he has pointed out stars and tried to explain how to tell the difference in satellites and planets to his old Grandma.. I fear that I haven't soaked it all up as he has.. I am always amazed at how smart young kids are.. I don't think I knew words like astrology and and astronomy.. and I know I didn't know about the phases of a moon when I was ten years old.. I also didn't know how much blood a bat drinks in a day and what is in a snakes rattle.. and believe me.. I never take any one's word for anything.. Mason stood behind me every night after our walk and laughed as I looked up whatever had he shared .. we googled it all.. I have enjoyed the late night walks with our new dogs but I have really enjoyed them since Mason has been visiting.. who would have thought that his mini vacation would educate me?.. Thanks Mason!!
Mason with Bonnie and Clyde pose under the gibbous moon.. Thanks to everyone who has stopped by my blog today.. I hope you enjoy a moonlight walk when you can.. Have a great night!


this weeks Three Words are ~ Feign.. Virtue.. Imply
There are people who believe that the moon affects the way people act and the things that they do.. eavesdropping on the law enforcement by means of a scanner I often hear them ask each other if the moon is full.. It does appear that there is more crime during certain stages of the moon.... maybe it does affect people.. OR maybe it's just that you can see better by the light of a full moon.. after all if I was digging in the field with a light shining you might pay me more attention than you would if I was only using moonlight.... with the moon in mind I twisted this weeks words into this poem..
Beneath the Gibbous Moon

virtue squandered
beneath the gibbous moon
the feign of innocence
a burden to bear

daring to imply guilt
the jealous called me out
bothersome adolescence
who will miss you

I rest upon my shovel
bothersome burden buried
angelic virtue restored
beneath the gibbous moon

Written By: Patricia Sawyer


In the strongest current.. in deepest water..

resting almost mid-river.. permanently open..this old draw bridge has become diving platform to many of the local youth.. Known as Burton's Ferry landing this spot was once home to a booming ferry operation.. as you drive along highway 301.. Miles of old roads peak through the tree tops in the woods to lead to this spot where the old UN-used road dead ends at the river.. and the open bridge slowly rusts away.. a silent reminder to what used to be.. The afternoon that I was there to make this photo I was amazed to find campers with their tents erected beneath the old bridges and a great number of people enjoying the river in the late afternoon sunshine.. even I once swam out to this old draw bridge to climb up and then leap carelessly into the river.... I guess things haven't changed as mush as we like to think.. watching the young folks jumping into the water just as I did long ago before I was an antique.. brought a smile to my face.. and a flicker of joy to my old heart.. then I remembered all the snakes and alligators I had seen swimming in this very same river.. and with a shiver I stopped myself from calling out a "Y'all be careful" to the kids who by now were giving me the crazy lady look.. Giving Dave the "drive on" nod I only glanced back twice at the fun loving frolickers..
tags: Sepia Scenes..

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Just Another Day!?!

"Love thy neighbour as yourself, but choose your neighbourhood."
~ Louise Beal

"We see what we believe rather than believe what we see."
~ Alan Watts

"God is a comedian playing to an audience too afraid to laugh."
~ Voltaire


This week has started out rather slowly.. waking up this morning I was sure that this week has already been three months long.. by my figuring it should be August or September by now and it's only Tuesday!! I wonder why time does that to us some days.. It's as if it stops and lets us stew in our own juices for a few hours or even sometimes days.. and even stranger is the fact that even though today was three years long.. I haven't had enough time to accomplish any of the things I needed to do.. Maybe I am moving in slow motion to match the days?... Thankfully I did find time.. in between dog walking and laundry.. to write a few words..
~ A Picture is worth a thousand words.. or so we have been told.. this meme is one of my Favorites.. I am hoping that they will be back in the swing of things soon with new photo prompts.. but in the meantime they have a lot of great prompts in their Archives.. Today I wrote a haiku from one of their prompts.... I love this great photo by PJOnori... as I looked at the man in the photo I wondered what troubles held him still on the polished pew.. what burdens caused him to seek
refuge there?.. were his silent prayers answered?....

Lost in Thought
silently sitting
pleading prayers unspoken
palms kneed sycamore

written By: Patricia Sawyer
I have also been learning to write another type of poem.. I am always amazed that there are so many different types.. I am always searching to try to find a new type to share with my poetry club.. These are really very simple to write.. I am talking about a Sentu.. A Syntu is a special type of short poem that originated in Japan... Syntus are special to me because they are written about the earth. I love the earth and complain loudly about all the things mankind does that harms it.. I am planning to challenge each member of the poetry club to write their own "earth poem".. As with most poetry.. There are certain rules for writing a syntu. Writing such a poem is one way of describing something and telling your feelings about it. Syntus have 5 lines and the following are the rules for writing each line:

Line 1. One word only- the name of the geological feature you are writing about.
Line 2. A scientific observation about line 1, using only one of your senses (sight, touch, hearing, taste, smell).
Line 3. A thought, feeling, or evaluation about line 1.
Line 4. Another observation about line 1, using a different sense from the one you used in line 2.
Line 5. A one-word meaning for line 1.
Though I have just began to learn about these special poems I have written a few.. These are my own Sentu...


crashing waves crest untamed
mysterious, tumultuous, inspiring, vast
barefoot footprints, castle, relaxed peace

Written By: Patricia Sawyer


salt marsh~

hear the rattle of the clapper rail
buffer of strong seas
grassy refuge of the great egret

written by: Patricia Sawyer



dark tunnels
formations of magnitude and beauty
voices echo

Written By: Patricia Sawyer
I hope you have enjoyed your visit to my blog today! Feel free to leave me a comment .. Have a wonderful day!

Thursday, June 17, 2010

It's a Thunderous Thursday!

"I have forced myself to begin writing when I've been utterly exhausted, when I've felt my soul as thin as a playing card ... and somehow the activity of writing changes everything." ~ Joyce Carol Oates

"You and I know that there is a correlation between the creative and the screwball. So we must suffer the screwball gladly." ~ Kingman Brewster Jr.

"You are never too old to set another goal or to dream a new dream."
~ C. S. Lewis


Today is Thursday.. the day of the week that I share three things with my readers.. welcome to my blog today! .. I Sit listening to the thunderous roar of a storm that rides a hot wind closer and closer to us.. I am keeping a wary eye on the wind that whips the huge old trees in my yard this way and that.. I would hate for any of them to fall.. not only would I hate to be without their shade but I am very aware that they might crush this old Trailer that I call home.. We have been very lucky so far with these old oak trees... all around us many of the neighbor's trees have toppled in the last few years.. we have had limbs as big around as me to fall.. booming as they slammed into the ground.. but so far.. ( said with fingers crossed!) our trees have remained standing.. I am not afraid of storms.. in fact I enjoy them most of the time.. I have been known to venture out into a raging storm to get a dog and bring him into the house or to make sure windows were rolled up or even to drag drenched clothes from a line.. for many years I had an old rocker on the porch and would go there as soon as I had an idea that a storm was coming.. But today I will be keeping an eye out for the wind in my big trees.. the trees are old.. a few weeks ago a limb fell that could have smashed a person.. we know that we will have to have the trees took down someday.. But Lord I don't want to.. so I'll say a prayer for safe passage through the storm.. and watch from the window as the much needed rain falls from the roaring sky!.. Now.. on to the three things!


Thursday Challenge is a place for photographic fun and learning. A theme is announced on their site each week. You may either take a new photograph related in some way to the theme or select one that you have taken previously; Then submit your single permanent link there:


Wordless is now open any time any day..for your posting pleasure.. you can go wordless every day if you want to.. I do know that it is supposed to be wordless and I do try.. but wordless is really hard for someone who loves to talk as much as I do!..
My photo for today I call "Shared Responsibility"...

Dave and I wanted to live in the woods.. after buying this place we set about trying to plant our own little patch of woods.. we soon realized that some of our pines were way to close to each other.. earlier this year I was amazed to spot this nest resting on limbs from two separate trees.. each young pine holding on tightly to it's half of the birds nest..


#3- One Word Acrostic.. almost done now with the acrostic poem writing class I have been taking at I have learned many new and exciting things about writing these little poems with a hidden message.. I have thoroughly enjoyed this class. I have done very well with it to if I do say so for myself.. I love to learn new ways to write poetry.. for this assignment we had to write two poems with hidden messages.. by writing a sentence and then using each word as a starting word for a line we more or less explain our title sentence.. this poem actually fits me very well.. I only have one more assignment before graduating this class... won't you wish me well on my final exam poem??

I Try to Learn Daily!

I struggle to be invisible.
Try to understand my plan.
To others I appear dense..
Learn more about me to see..
Daily I am ignored as secrets are revealed..

Written By: Patricia Sawyer


Thanks to everyone who has visited with me on my blog tonight.. I hope you enjoyed you stay.. Have a wonderful Night!

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

It Is Garden Bloggers Bloom Day!

"I think this is what hooks one to gardening: it is the closest one can come to being present at creation." ~ Phyllis Theroux

"I don't hold that everybody has to love fashion. Some people like gardening."
~ Steven Cojocaru

"Everything that slows us down and forces patience, everything that sets us back into the slow circles of nature, is a help. Gardening is an instrument of grace."
~ May Sarton


Today is the 15th of June.. Every month on the 15th we are invited to share what is blooming in our own garden with others .. The rules for Garden Blogger’s Bloom Day are simple... no rules! You can include pictures.. lists.. no lists.. common names.. botanical names.. no names.. whatever you’d like to do to showcase your blooms. You can post early, you can post late. They are grateful for whatever you share.. and all are welcome! So with all those rules.. in mind I share with you tiny selection of what is blooming today in my homemade.. bucket.. jungle! I hope you enjoy your visit to my world! Have a wonderful day!
High and low we have blooms... Lily's and mimosa trees and many other colors..


Gardenia scents the air...

So Blue... Hydrangea...

Bee Balm blooms purple.. My favorite color!

Zinnia blooms in the middle of Dave's vegetable garden..

this looks like a tiny daisy but I forget the real name..
it lives and blooms in an old cooler.. a look over our bucket garden at watering time.. my favorite time of the evening..


Saturday, June 12, 2010

A Week End for Words..

"A baby is born with a need to be loved - and never outgrows it."
~ Frank Howard Clark

"A baby is God's opinion that life should go on."
~ Carl Sandburg

"A baby changes your dinner party conversation from politics to poops."
~ Maurice Johnstone


~ Weekend Wordsmith is a blog spot.. for those of us who would be writers.. to pick up the Prompt of the Week as a challenge to write-write-write! If the word prompt tickles our fancy... we are asked to write about it on our own blog and then post a link to it in a comment on the Wordsmith blog.. others who visit there will then visit you and read your words.. The word of this week-end is Baby~

My parents had a lot of babies of their own and then took care of a million more that belonged to other people.. both in day care and in foster care.. .. the one MY Mom carries in this photo is me!

The word Baby did indeed tickle my fancy and I have posted three of the Haiku I wrote while thinking about babies.. Thanks for stopping by my blog today.. I hope you enjoy my words.. Have a wonderful Day!


tiniest nestling
bringing thunder to my heart~
must you poop again?

Written by: Patricia Sawyer


Time for a Change

messy at midnight
wails call me from sandman's realm~
I welcome the change

Written By: Patricia sawyer


The Old Chair

reflections of joy
beckon my heart gently home~
pure love rests rocking

Written By: Patricia Sawyer


Friday, June 11, 2010

Have a Great Friday!

"It was Public Art, defined as art that is purchased by experts who are not spending their own personal money." ~ Dave Barry

"Abstract Art: A product of the untalented, sold by the unprincipled to the utterly bewildered." ~ Albert Camus

"Art is man's expression of his joy in labor." ~ Henry A. Kissinger

Heavy with sweet blooms of red...

Photo Friday this week gives us the word Heavy..
1. of comparatively great weight ~ 2. great in yield, quality, or quantity
3. great or considerable ~ 4. hard to bear, accomplish, or fulfil ~
5. sad or dejected in spirit or mood

Red Roses

scent of red roses
heavy in the afternoon heat~
fat ducks beg for crumbs

written By: Patricia Sawyer

Friday Shoot outs word of the week is Public Art.. Almost every town has some form of public art.. Our small town has very little.. I have posted photo's of a garden that Dave and I discovered in a nearby town... and spent an afternoon exploring.. along with Mason.... Known as Hopelands Gardens it is Located in Aiken SC... Many miles of paths through different environments lead you on an afternoon adventure through this wonderful old garden.. there is even a "touch and feel" walk with rope guides and Braille signs ..

Through this gate is another wonderful place Called "The Rye Patch" where people gather to marry.. While we were there a wedding was taking shape with the brides maids and groomsmen all in orange dresses and cumber buns and black tuxedos...

Beautiful brick pathways lead you on a winding trail through the fantastic array of southern plants that include camellias, magnolias, and azaleas. Plus what seems to be a million other flowering plants.. and native grasses.. There are Fish ponds complete with lily pads... A stage for concerts or public forums.. a labyrinth that Mason and Dave enjoyed solving.. gazebos where people get married and have parties and simply sit and relax... ducks...ponds with croaking frogs.. and swinging benches.... Lots of water and heavy statues fill the area with interest..
I loved the giant eagles with their wings
out-stretched.. they appeared ready to take flight at any second..

This sweet child has somehow lost an arm... Talking to one of the workers there we were told that vandals not only broke the arm but also stole it away during the night.. Mason thought maybe he was made without an arm since he was apparently made without clothes..
This old tree was my favorite piece of public art that day.. Nature provides us with many beautiful things if we only take time to see them..

Mason enjoyed the stables and the Thoroughbred Racing Hall of Fame museum.. Though the afternoon was heavy with the threat of rain and an intense heat.. We all enjoyed the long walk through the beautiful gardens..

I love the sky.. even with the threat of rain.. Beautiful!! ~~ Thanks for visiting my blog today! I hope you have a wonderful Friday and a great week-end!

Thursday, June 10, 2010

Three Things for Thursday!

"Better three hours too soon than a minute too late."
~ William Shakespeare

"Wisdom, compassion, and courage are the three universally recognized moral qualities of men." ~ Confucius

"There are three kinds of men. The one that learns by reading. The few who learn by observation. The rest of them have to pee on the electric fence for themselves."
~ Will Rogers



The Thursday Thunks questions for this week are brought to you by Berleen, the color of her rocking tan and the number 45.

# 1 ~ Driver's Ed. Demon #1 is taking it right now. Did you pass your driver's test the first time you took it? ~ No I didn't. the tie rod end fell off of my car throwing me and the tester in a deep ditch.. next time I went he ditched out the back door..

# 2-You are sitting outside on your deck in your comfy lawn chair, feet are up and the temp outside is perfect. There are no bugs to bite you and ruin the night... it's peaceful and all you can hear is the birds singing and an occasional cricket. Whats in your hand? ~ which hand? What night of the week is it? can I have more than one thing?... wait.. do birds sing at night???

# 3 - How many graduation parties and weddings do you have to attend this summer? OK.. how many are you invited to? ~ Well Emily married Luke and I had to go to that one.. being she is my daughter who I love... I was invited to two graduations but not to parties.. I hate shopping for people.. I always give graduates money..

# 4- There is no other choice in the matter - you must transform into a different race, but the catch is that you get to pick which race. What will you now be? ~ first of all.. I don't like this question.. but to be fair.. I'll choose.. I'll be Thai like my very longest time best friend..

# 5 - Bud is walking along a beach barefooted and steps on a piece of glass buried deep in the sand. His foot is bleeding... does he cry, swear or stomp around on his other foot?
~ The Bud I know would do all three!

# 6 - I'm gonna take you fishing... are you going to be a whiny baby and not bait your own hook and when you catch a fish am I gonna have to take it off the hook for you? ~ Please do NOT touch my Pole!!!!

# 7- Hamburger buns - sesame seeds or not? ~ Not

#8- From Demon #1: Whats your favorite flavor of water? ~ I really like my water coffee flavored... but clean flavored is nice too..

# 9 - Eclipse is coming out this month... are you going to see it? ~ I might if I don't forget.. I'll write it down..


#2~Thursday Challenge is a place for photographic fun and learning. A theme is announced on their site each week. You may either take a new photograph related in some way to the theme or select one that you have taken previously; Then submit your single permanent link there.. The theme for this week is.. "URBAN" (Buildings, Traffic, Graffiti, Signs, People,...)

Street performers... that has got to be the tallest
uni-cycle I have ever seen!


#3~ A Poem - this poem was written for a contest.. we were asked to read a poem called "Did Not" and then were asked to write our own poem on what the one we read made us think of..

Not US!! NO WAY!

the silvery shivers were something new
I hoped and wondered if you felt it too
there were so many words I wanted to say
and then I heard.. Not US! NO WAY!

you kissed my lips and held my hand
I wanted to claim you and move on with my plan
I prayed "I love you" is what you would say
but instead you uttered Not US! NO WAY!

be my best friend you asked with a smile
never seeing my evil plot to beguile
and make a trip up the aisle some day
as everyone screams NOT THEM! NO WAY!

Written By: Patricia Sawyer


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Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Another Wonderful Wednesday!

"An idea is salvation by imagination." ~Frank Lloyd Wright

"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life." ~Immanuel Kant

"I feel sure that no girl would go to the altar if she knew all." ~Victoria


This week's words: hidden, noble, roam

Torrid Affair

Her love waits.. hidden
in the rose scented shadows~
noble woman roams

Written By: Patricia Sawyer


Wordless Wednesday... The Wednesday version of wordless any day.. wordless every day??

This is wordless for~

What a MESS!!

My Oldest brother.. David.. and his fine MESS!!!


This week for Sepia Scenes I chose this replica of a Pirate ship that sits quietly in a cove almost as far south as one can go.. Part of a miniature golf course it has become a haven for water fowl.. I wonder what treasure might be hidden with-in the ship.. golf balls I imagine...


Watery Wednesday asks us to share photo's of watery subjects.. or place where water can be found.. This week I am sharing with you a photo made while I was Geo-caching.. I am kneeling by the healing waters of Healing Springs.. SC.. This water is believed to have healing properties..

According to tradition the Indians believed the water and it's healing properties were a gift from the great spirit. They led the British wounded to their secret waters during the American Revolution and the wounded were healed. This historical property has been deeded to God for public use. The day I was there we picked up bottles and a few beer cans.. Please leave places you visit as clean as it was when you got there.. in fact try to leave it cleaner if you can!
I hope you enjoyed your visit to my blog today... Have a wonderful Wednesday!!