Oh how we say time flies, but then there are those days that just seem to stay frozen in time. It was just about two years ago that I had to put my good friend down. I still feel a little lost without him. I miss his fierce protection of all under my roof. I miss his smell. Probably only true dog folks can follow that, but every dog I have owned had their own distinctive smell along with their own pedigree of personality:
Samantha (the sweetest), Pork Chop (the happiest), Midnight (a troubled black lab I could never quite follow), Clovis (the only dog we ever paid for, unconditionally the smartest and who was so tight with his pack) and then comes Grace (our blue-eyed deaf rescue found abandoned at a West Texas railroad station and who is now my only four-legged shadow).
I have loved each of them greatly and differently. Each one has brought me their lifetime of joy and buckets of tears upon leaving. Clovis was my poser dog. Whenever I got out my Nikon, he was quick to notice and quicker to upstage anyone and anything.
Since I lost Clovis, I have not, with any degree of seriousness, picked up a camera. He just took that out of me. I have tried to shoot at some images, but every time I pick up a camera I hear his tags a jingle, a bump on the leg wanting to know where he should pose. My heart goes adrift and the camera back in the backpack.
I am a sentimental old coot and damn but I miss them all and can pull up many a tearful memory. I have to ask, how can a dog steal my vision? Hey, if they can steal your heart, vision is pretty much a simple task.
Get busy living or get busy dying!…”Red”…aka S. King
Peace Out, jasL
Money often costs too much.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
monos en theos…†…jim
As a kid, I loved baseball. I loved playing it, watching it and I most certainly treasured riding my bike to the closest store to get a pack of baseball cards. Mike, Jackie and me would round up coke bottles, okay they weren’t all “coke” bottles, but we didn’t care the brand. We could get .02 cents for a returnable bottle, the original form of recycling. Anyhow, when you had found yourself 20-25 coke bottle , you were good to loudly ride your rattle of bottles down to the store. You had enough money for a big pack of 10 cards and enough left over for a cold pop to drink as you unwrapped your treasures. You had to be careful to not drop the bubblegum as it was usually o old and brittle that it would shatter if dropped.
The world series was in September and played in the daytime. I stealthily rigged a transistor radio (google it) in my pocket and ran a earpiece up through my sleeve taped it to my finger so I could lean my head on my hand and listen to the game while in class. I thought I was so secretive until one day my fifth grade teacher Mr Profit asked loudly “what’s the score Jimmy?”
And I won’t get started of the pull on my heart strings listening to John Fogerty’s ” Put me in Coach” song. Or the “magic water that falls from my eyes” that still come from watching Robert Redford in The Natural or Kevin Cosner in “For the Love of the Game”…………all of those were about so much more than just baseball.
Spring training is just around the corner, get ready to play. en theos ††† jim
“Nothing behind me, everything ahead of me. As it is ever so on the road” Jack Kerouac
It is even a grander adventure and there is much more to be seen with fours eyes instead of two.
Happy Valentines day to all, may you enjoy it with the one you love, I will! en theos †††jim
If you are going to walk on the edge, you need people that will help you keep your balance. It is way too easy to get knocked off course.
“My friends and family are my support system. They tell me what I need to hear, not what I want to hear and they are there for me in the good and bad times. Without them I have no idea where I would be and I know that their love for me is what’s keeping my head above the water.”
Find someone to help you find the balance! ††† en theos ††† jimwork
LINGER WITH YOUR SHADOWS
The air grows cooler as the sun draws closer.
Days grow shorter and the shadows lengthen
When it was much earlier at the same time of day
our shadows were closer
not quite so far away.
No wrinkles or signs of age
just me, wife and our dogs as we linger
We move yet a little slower
and our shadows grow even longer
moving as fast now as if it was yesterday. jim work
Try and linger just a bit with the ones you love ††† en theos ††† jim
- “Hope springs eternal in the human breast;
- Man never is, but always to be blessed:
- The soul, uneasy and confined from home,
- Rests and expatiates in a life to come.” – Alexander Pope, An Essay on Man
I heard my father say it. I heard my grandfather say it. Now I find myself saying it. What is going on in this world, how have things gotten so out of whack?
The same feelings must have been going around back in 1734 when Alexander Pope wrote An Essay on Man. What had Pope’s father and grandfathers said of the world condition back then? Or did Pope just listen to his Father.
“Never say there is nothing beautiful in the world anymore. There is always something to make you wonder in the shape of a tree, the trembling of a leaf”. Albert Schweitzer
Peaceout, go hug a tree or better yet the next person you see. We all could use one. ††† en theos †††jimwork
Whether joy or sorrowful, the heart needs a
double, because a joy shared is doubled and
a pain that is shared is divided….Ruckett.
So share your heart with someone you love today, better yet share it with someone you don’t like!!!
Pezful EZ Feelin’ @U ††† en theos ††† jim
HEART SOUP PART#2
So, you are floating on the smooth surface, basking in the warm glow. Then you see it coming. The tiniest shift in body language, a forced smile instead of a laugh, a drift of thought rather than full attention. You catch it just out of the corner of your eye, you feel it more then you see it. The storm is on you before you are prepared or ready.
“There’s always another storm. It’s the way the world works. Snowstorms, rainstorms, windstorms, sandstorms, and firestorms. Some are fierce and others are small. You have to deal with each one separately, but you need to keep an eye on whats brewing for tomorrow.”
― Maria V. Snyder, Fire Study
Be a warrior for your love ††† en theos ††† jlawrence
TO BE CONTINUED…
A bit of jungle in the street
He goes on velvet toes,
And slinking through the shadows, stalks
Esther Valck Georges.
The much loved and often despised stray cat. I have always had a soft spot for these seeming hard creatures. Just like most of us, they just need a little attention and love.
Go ahead, feed a stray, you might get a friend that never will leave you.