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Follow Your Boots: A Four-Year-Old's Solution

  Follow Your Boots: A Four-Year-Old’s Solution      “If you don’t know which way to go, just follow your boots.”                 -George, age 4, at a fork in the trail in his shiny new, perhaps magical, boots If you don’t know which way to go,  Just follow your boots, follow your boots. A fork in the trail, over hill or over dale? Just follow your boots, follow your boots. Hmm, let’s see, which trail to join?  There’s no need, no need to flip a coin. Just follow your boots, follow your boots. If you forgot your map, don’t make a big flap. Just follow your boots, follow your boots. If you’re lost in the sticks, and you’ve run out of tricks, Just follow your boots, follow your boots. If the woods are getting stranger, and darker means danger,  Just follow your boots, follow your boots. If you're done with roamin’ and want to start homing, Just follow your boots, follow your boots. If you don’t know which way to go, Just follow your boots, follow your boots. If you don’t know which w

Answer to Yesterday's Leggy Riddle

  Answer to Yesterday’s Leggy Riddle “Four legs” is a walker, needed after hip replacement surgery. A “third leg” is a cane. My leg gave out when almost home on my four-mile walk in December. I’m healing well.

A Leggy Riddle

  A Leggy Riddle I “grew” four legs when I needed them, Then discarded them when not. Later I learned I needed to “grow” a third leg, So I did. What am I? Hint: Why did I put “grew” and “grow” in quotes? What kind of “legs” are these? The answer will be posted on tomorrow’s blog.

Robins in February

  Robins in February Two red robins bobbin’ along on our snow-free lawn. Is this spring, or are the birds a climate change harbinger? For it’s winter not spring, February. Hope they find food and shelter. Temperature to drop 69 degrees by tomorrow.

Sprinter

  Sprinter Spring in Winter, new season Sprinter The winter woods are gray, leafless, trees asleep day and night. As always, its denizens appear daily, deer nipping branches, finding birdseed below the feeder. Rabbits, squirrels, fox, and coyote in our backyard menagerie, even an opossum under our deck. The similarity with the winters of old ends there. This year in February, no snow and record temperatures in the 50’s and 60’s. Spring in Winter, Sprinter. We humans say this weather is nice. How will our animal counterparts respond to climate change? Will they lose their ability to live in a winter climate changed, sometimes in the 60’s then 0? Creatures in the warming southern seas are dying.  How will ours do in Sprinter?

77 Years

  77 Years Double 7’s Lucky number x 2 That’s a good thought Beats “I’m getting old” Though I turn 77 today Looking now and looking back: Much to be thankful for A loving wife Two amazing sons Their wonderful women Way-cool grandkids Good friends and relatives A happy disposition A life full of blessings And now double 7’s How can a guy be luckier and happier than he is already? 

My Destiny

  My Destiny I’m writing my destiny now. Each man is an island if he chooses to be. I’m understanding my destiny now. No man is an island if he chooses to connect. I’m loving my destiny now. No man is an island if he leads with his heart. I’m expanding my destiny now. No man is an island if he ventures beyond himself. I’m sharing my destiny now. I’m bridging one island to another by sharing my truth from an unguarded heart. I’m living my destiny moment to moment now. My heart is hearing what yours has to say. I’m living my destiny now. My destiny is now, living each moment with an open heart.