2023 · Beautiful Colors of Spring · Ostara · Wheel of The Year

Spring Equinox/Ostara 2023

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Happy 1st Day of Spring! 🌸🌷🌺 Blessed Ostara!

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2023 · Maryland · USA

National Anthem Day 2023

The Star-Spangled Banner at Dealey Plaza, Dallas, Texas

National Anthem Day commemorates the day the United States adopted β€œThe Star-Spangled Banner” as its National Anthem. Written by Francis Scott Key, the β€œStar-Spangled Banner” became the National Anthem in 1931.

The story behind β€œThe Star-Spangled Banner” is as moving as the anthem itself. While an attorney, Key was serving in the Georgetown Light Field Artillery during the War of 1812. In 1814, his negotiation skills as a lawyer were called upon to release Dr. William Beane, a prisoner on the British naval ship, Tonnant. Early in September, Key traveled to Baltimore in the company of Colonel John Skinner to begin negotiations. While Key and Skinner secured Beane’s release, the British navy had begun attacking Baltimore. The trio waited at sea to return to Georgetown. Fort McHenry is built on a peninsula of the Patapsco River. Just across the Northwest Branch is the city of Baltimore. In 1814, the population of Baltimore was roughly 50,000 people, hardly the metropolis it is today. The country itself was still young, and often families of soldiers lived nearby, providing support to their soldiers.

The British navy abandoned Baltimore and turned their full attention to Fort McHenry on September 13th. As the 190-pound shells began to shake the fort, mother nature brought a storm of her own. Thunder and rain pelted the shore along with the bombs and shells. Throughout the night, parents, wives, and children in their homes could hear and feel the bomb blasts across the way. There were reports of the explosions being felt as far away as Philadelphia. It was a long night of fear, worry, and providing comfort for one another. At sea, Key had a similar night. Being a religious man, one who believed the war could have been avoided, he watched the bombs bursting in the air over the water and steadily pummeling Fort McHenry. It was undoubtedly a sight to behold. For 25 hours, the star-shaped fort manned by approximately 1,000 American soldiers endured over 1,500 cannon shots. The Fort answered with almost no effect.

In the early morning of September 14th, after Major George Armistead’s troops stopped the British landing party in a blaze of gunfire, the major ordered the oversized American flag raised in all its glory over Fort McHenry. Sewn a few months before by Mary Pickersgill and her daughter, the enormous banner replaced the storm flag, which had flown during battle. As Key waited at sea for dawn to break and smoke to clear, imagine the inspiring sight in the silence of the morning to see his country’s flag fully unfurled against the breaking of the day and the fort standing firm. Key was so moved by the experience he immediately began penning the lyrics to a song which were later published by his brother-in-law as a poem titled β€œDefence of Fort M’Henry.”

β—Šβ—Šβ—Šβ—Šβ—Š

The Star Spangled Banner
O say can you see, by the dawn’s early light,
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight’s last gleaming,
Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight,
O’er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming?
And the rocket’s red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there;
O say does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
On the shore dimly seen through the mists of the deep,
Where the foe’s haughty host in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze, o’er the towering steep,
As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches the gleam of the morning’s first beam,
In full glory reflected now shines in the stream:
‘Tis the star-spangled banner, O long may it wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
And where is that band who so vauntingly swore
That the havoc of war and the battle’s confusion,
A home and a country, should leave us no more?
Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps’ pollution.
No refuge could save the hireling and slave
From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave:
And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave,
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
O thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand
Between their loved homes and the war’s desolation.
Blest with vict’ry and peace, may the Heav’n rescued land
Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation!
Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just,
And this be our motto: ‘In God is our trust.’
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave!

Written by Francis Scott Key

2023 · Winter Wonderland

New England Feels Like Antarctica πŸ₯Ά

β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„

New England Winter Poem

It’s Winter in New England
And the gentle breezes blow
Seventy miles an hour
At twenty-five below.
Oh, how I love New England
When the snow’s up to my butt
I take a breath of Winter
And my nose gets frozen shut.
Yes, the weather here is wonderful
So, I guess I’ll hang around
I could never leave New England
β€˜Cause I’m frozen to the ground!

Author: Unknown

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2023 · Imbolc · Wheel of The Year · Winter Wonderland

Hello February 2023!

β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„

February Winter walks and starlit nights,
Good books and cozy hours,
Time for friends, heartfelt sharing,
Dreams of springtime flowers…
Although it may be short on days,
Each February brings
The simple little gifts we count
Among life’s precious things.

β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„β˜ƒβ„

2023

2023 ~ A New Year & New Opportunities

🍾πŸ₯‚πŸΎπŸ₯‚πŸΎπŸ₯‚πŸΎπŸ₯‚πŸΎπŸ₯‚πŸΎπŸ₯‚πŸΎπŸ₯‚πŸΎπŸ₯‚πŸΎπŸ₯‚πŸΎπŸ₯‚πŸΎπŸ₯‚πŸΎπŸ₯‚πŸΎπŸ₯‚πŸΎπŸ₯‚πŸΎπŸ₯‚πŸΎπŸ₯‚

Sparking winter sunshine,
Faces all aglow
Making resolutions,
And angels in the snow ~
Steaming cups of cocoa,
A year that’s fresh and new …
All of this is magic ~
Unfolding just for you.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

🍾πŸ₯‚πŸΎπŸ₯‚πŸΎπŸ₯‚πŸΎπŸ₯‚πŸΎπŸ₯‚πŸΎπŸ₯‚πŸΎπŸ₯‚πŸΎπŸ₯‚πŸΎπŸ₯‚πŸΎπŸ₯‚πŸΎπŸ₯‚πŸΎπŸ₯‚πŸΎπŸ₯‚πŸΎπŸ₯‚πŸΎπŸ₯‚πŸΎπŸ₯‚

2022 · Christmas Season

National Candy Cane Day 2022

πŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸŽ„πŸŽ…

Candy cane, candy cane
Red and white
Minty as Christmas
Red as the light
White as the
Blanket of snow
That comes down
Candy cane candy
What a beautiful sight.

Eloise Pauline Gleichenhaus

πŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸŽ„πŸŽ…

2022 · Christmas Season

Christmas Lights Poem

πŸŒ²πŸŽ„πŸŒ²πŸŽ„πŸŒ²πŸŽ„πŸŒ²πŸŽ„πŸŒ²πŸŽ„πŸŒ²πŸŽ„πŸŒ²πŸŽ„πŸŒ²πŸŽ„πŸŒ²πŸŽ„πŸŒ²πŸŽ„πŸŒ²πŸŽ„πŸŒ²πŸŽ„πŸŒ²πŸŽ„πŸŒ²πŸŽ„πŸŒ²πŸŽ„πŸŒ²πŸŽ„πŸŒ²πŸŽ„πŸŒ²πŸŽ„

πŸŽ„Christmas LightsπŸŽ„

Christmas stars shine on high,
Golden stars in the wint’ry sky;
Christmas candles in windows bright 
Send s greeting into the night;
While in our hearts the Christmas flame,
Glows with a love like his who came,
The infant Christ of lowly birth,
To bring good will and peace to the the earth.

by Marie Irish Bright

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2022 · Beautiful Colors of Autumn

Thanksgiving Day 2022

πŸ‚πŸπŸ¦ƒπŸ‚πŸπŸ¦ƒπŸ‚πŸπŸ¦ƒπŸ‚πŸπŸ¦ƒπŸ‚πŸπŸ¦ƒπŸ‚πŸπŸ¦ƒπŸ‚πŸπŸ¦ƒπŸ‚πŸπŸ¦ƒπŸ‚πŸπŸ¦ƒπŸ‚πŸπŸ¦ƒπŸ‚πŸπŸ¦ƒπŸ‚πŸπŸ¦ƒ

Thankful

No ghosts or goblins and trick-or-treats,
No candy or flowers for your sweets.
No gifts to buy or presents to give,
Just be THANKFUL for the life that you live.

by Mandy Cidlik

πŸ‚πŸπŸ¦ƒπŸ‚πŸπŸ¦ƒπŸ‚πŸπŸ¦ƒπŸ‚πŸπŸ¦ƒπŸ‚πŸπŸ¦ƒπŸ‚πŸπŸ¦ƒπŸ‚πŸπŸ¦ƒπŸ‚πŸπŸ¦ƒπŸ‚πŸπŸ¦ƒπŸ‚πŸπŸ¦ƒπŸ‚πŸπŸ¦ƒπŸ‚πŸπŸ¦ƒ

2022 · Halloween Season · Samhain · Wheel of The Year

Witches New Year ~ Samhain 2022

πŸ‚πŸπŸ§™β€β™€οΈπŸ‚πŸπŸ§™β€β™€οΈπŸ‚πŸπŸ§™β€β™€οΈπŸ‚πŸπŸ§™β€β™€οΈπŸ‚πŸπŸ§™β€β™€οΈπŸ‚πŸπŸ§™β€β™€οΈπŸ‚πŸπŸ§™β€β™€οΈπŸ‚πŸπŸ§™β€β™€οΈπŸ‚πŸπŸ§™β€β™€οΈπŸ‚πŸπŸ§™β€β™€οΈπŸ‚πŸπŸ§™β€β™€οΈπŸ‚πŸπŸ§™β€β™€οΈ

As the darkness now draws near
See the cycle of the year
As the light now goes within
Let the hallows dance begin.

Blessed Samhain Night!

πŸ‚πŸπŸ§™β€β™€οΈπŸ‚πŸπŸ§™β€β™€οΈπŸ‚πŸπŸ§™β€β™€οΈπŸ‚πŸπŸ§™β€β™€οΈπŸ‚πŸπŸ§™β€β™€οΈπŸ‚πŸπŸ§™β€β™€οΈπŸ‚πŸπŸ§™β€β™€οΈπŸ‚πŸπŸ§™β€β™€οΈπŸ‚πŸπŸ§™β€β™€οΈπŸ‚πŸπŸ§™β€β™€οΈπŸ‚πŸπŸ§™β€β™€οΈπŸ‚πŸπŸ§™β€β™€οΈ

2022 · Beautiful Colors of Autumn

November … πŸπŸ¦ƒ

πŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸ

November

November comes
And November goes,
With the last red berries
And the first white snows.
With night coming early,
And dawn coming late,
And ice in the bucket
And frost by the gate.
The fires burn
And the kettles sing,
And Earth sinks to rest
Until next spring.

Author: Clyde Watson

πŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸ

2022 · Halloween Season · Samhain · Wheel of The Year

Happy Halloween & Blessed Samhain 2022!

πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»

Happy Halloween!

Now in the darkening of the year
the veil between the world wears thin
and those gone on ahead draw near.
In the hours of quiet remembrance
that the waning season brings,
we may feel their whispered presence
like the brush of a gentle wind.

Blessed Samhain!

πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»

SAMHAIN (The Summer’s End)

Samhain marks one of the two great doorways of the Celtic year, for the Celts divided the year into two seasons: the light and the dark, at Beltane on May 1st and Samhain on October 31st. Some believe that Samhain was the more important festival, marking the beginning of a whole new cycle, just as the Celtic day began at night.
The most magically potent time of this festival is the night of October 31st, known today of course, as Halloween. The date marked both an ending and a beginning in an eternal cycle.
In the country year, Samhain marked the first day of winter, when the herders led the cattle and sheep down from their summer hillside pastures to the shelter of stable and byre. The hay that would feed them during the winter must be stored in sturdy thatched ricks, tied down securely against storms. Those destined for the table were slaughtered, after being ritually devoted to the gods.
All the harvest must be gathered in, barley, oats, wheat, turnips, and apples for come November, the faeries would blast every growing plant with their breath, blighting any nuts and berries remaining on the hedgerows. Peat and wood for winter fires were stacked high by the hearth. It was a joyous time of family reunion, when all members of the household worked together baking, salting meat, and making preserves for the winter feasts to come.
The Celts believed that at the time of Samhain, more so than any other time of the year, the dead were able to mingle with the living, because at Samhain the souls of those who had died during the year traveled into the otherworld. As a feast of the dead, it was believed the dead could, if they wished, return to the land of the living for this one night, to celebrate with their family, tribe, or clan.

https://www.deviantart.com/brightstone/art/Book-of-Shadows-Samhain

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2022 · Beautiful Colors of Autumn · In Our Forest · On Our Property

Our Yard & Forest In Late October 2022 (1)

πŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸ

Autumn

When the trees their summer splendor
Change to raiment red and gold,
When the summer moon turns mellow
And the nights are getting cold;
When the squirrels hide their acorns,
And woodchucks disappear;
Then we know it is Autumn.
Loveliest season of the year.

~ Charlotte L. Riser ~

πŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸ

2022 · Halloween Season

πŸŽƒ The Little Jack-o-Lantern πŸŽƒ

πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»πŸŽƒπŸ‘»

I’m a little pumpkin
Round and stout,
Packed with full of seeds
That you can scoop out!
When I get all carved up,
Then I will be
The cutest Jack-o-Lantern
You ever will see!

Author Unknown

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2022 · Halloween Season

Halloween Cat Poem

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Could Be Halloween

Yowling, prowling, growling cat
Why do you switch your tail like that?
Why do your eyes flash gold and green?
Could be–must be–Halloween!
Slinky, inky, blinky cat,
Why do you arch your back like that?
What scary creatures have you seen?
Could be–must be Halloween!

Author Unknown

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2022 · Halloween Season

When Witches Go Riding …

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When witches go riding and black cats are seen,
The Moon laughs and whispers ‘Tis near Halloween.

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2022 · Beautiful Colors of Autumn · Halloween Season

Hello October 2022!

πŸ‚πŸπŸŽƒπŸπŸ‚πŸπŸŽƒπŸπŸ‚πŸπŸŽƒπŸπŸ‚πŸπŸŽƒπŸπŸ‚πŸπŸŽƒπŸπŸ‚πŸπŸŽƒπŸπŸ‚πŸπŸŽƒπŸπŸ‚πŸπŸŽƒπŸπŸ‚πŸπŸŽƒπŸ

October has arrived!
October Autumn leaves of red and gold that crunch beneath your feet,
Pumpkins on front porches, candy corn, and trick-or-treat,
Tart and tangy cider, apples ripened on the trees,
A hint of winter coming on the chilly autumn breeze.

πŸ‚πŸπŸŽƒπŸπŸ‚πŸπŸŽƒπŸπŸ‚πŸπŸŽƒπŸπŸ‚πŸπŸŽƒπŸπŸ‚πŸπŸŽƒπŸπŸ‚πŸπŸŽƒπŸπŸ‚πŸπŸŽƒπŸπŸ‚πŸπŸŽƒπŸπŸ‚πŸπŸŽƒπŸ

My favorite month has arrived! October has all the beautiful Autumn activities I like the most. We can go pumpkin picking at the farms; wear sweaters, while shopping for Autumn goodies; eat and drink a lot of Pumpkin Spice-everything. and watch the leaves finally turning in beautiful shades of gold, orange and red. In the meantime, decorations will go up to make our house and yard look more spooky for the Halloween season. I LOVE OCTOBER!

πŸ‚πŸπŸŽƒπŸπŸ‚πŸπŸŽƒπŸπŸ‚πŸπŸŽƒπŸπŸ‚πŸπŸŽƒπŸπŸ‚πŸπŸŽƒπŸπŸ‚πŸπŸŽƒπŸπŸ‚πŸπŸŽƒπŸπŸ‚πŸπŸŽƒπŸπŸ‚πŸπŸŽƒπŸ

2022 · Beautiful Colors of Autumn · Mabon

Autumnal Equinox/Mabon 2022

πŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸ

Happy Autumn & Blessed Mabon!

πŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸ

2022 · Beautiful Colors of Autumn

Hello September 2022!

πŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸπŸƒπŸ‚πŸ

September

Indian Summer breezes blow
The geese are taking flight.
A softly glowing harvest Moon
lights up the starry night.
The special warmth and happiness
we feel throughout September.
Will fill our hearts all Winter long
with beauty to remember.

Author: Unknown

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2022

Hello August 2022!

β›΅πŸšβ›΅πŸšβ›΅πŸšβ›΅πŸšβ›΅πŸšβ›΅πŸšβ›΅πŸšβ›΅πŸšβ›΅πŸšβ›΅πŸšβ›΅πŸšβ›΅πŸšβ›΅πŸšβ›΅πŸšβ›΅πŸšβ›΅πŸšβ›΅πŸšβ›΅πŸš

August

Lazy summer afternoons,
Walks along the beach,
Balmy evenings, cloudless skies,
Stars just out of reach,
Sailing on a quiet lake,
Hammocks in the shade …
These are simple treasures
Of which, August days are made.

Author: Unknown

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2022 · Places · Texas · USA

Hello July 2022!

β›΅β˜€β›΅β˜€β›΅β˜€β›΅β˜€β›΅β˜€β›΅β˜€β›΅β˜€β›΅β˜€β›΅β˜€β›΅β˜€β›΅β˜€β›΅β˜€β›΅β˜€β›΅β˜€β›΅β˜€β›΅β˜€β›΅β˜€β›΅β˜€

July

Barbecues and picnics,
Swimmers soaking up the rays,
Bike rides in the country,
Shady spots on sunny days …
Summertime Vacation,
Lemonade on front –
Porch Swings —
Special thoughts and memories
of July’s most favorite things.

Author: Unknown

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2022 · Litha · Wheel of The Year

First Day of Summer 2022

πŸŒΏπŸŒ»πŸβ˜€πŸŒΏπŸŒ»πŸβ˜€πŸŒΏπŸŒ»πŸβ˜€πŸŒΏπŸŒ»πŸβ˜€πŸŒΏπŸŒ»πŸβ˜€πŸŒΏπŸŒ»πŸβ˜€πŸŒΏπŸŒ»πŸβ˜€πŸŒΏπŸŒ»πŸβ˜€πŸŒΏπŸŒ»πŸβ˜€

Happy Summer Solstice ~ Blessed Litha!

Blessed Litha! Sacred fire!
Magical sunrise stirs a desire
Queen of Heaven and of Earth
We celebrate your bright rebirth
We see your first blessed rays
In these magical solstice days
Ascending cycle to fulfill
Dancing on the silver hill.
Lilies burn with your desire
Intoxicating spirit fire
As oak and myrrh and mugwort burn
Elder, chamomile, and fern
The sacred serpent eats the Spring
Then brings Autumn on the wing
Burning wreaths of sweet vervain
The Goddess will return again.

Martha Magenta

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2022 · California · Places · Texas · USA

Father’s Day 2022

If I could find the perfect words
I’d write them ‘cross the sky
In lots of shiny colors
With letters ten feet high.
Then everyone could read about
The man that I call dad
And how he’s always there for me
In good times or in bad.
I need to let you know dad
Cause sometimes it’s hard to say
But I have always loved you
And in my heart, you’ll always stay.
Thank you for just being you
I’m so proud you are my dad
You truly are my hero
And the best friend I’ll ever have.
Author: Unknown
2022

Easter 2022

πŸ‡πŸ₯šπŸ₯πŸŒ·πŸ‡πŸ₯šπŸ₯πŸŒ·πŸ‡πŸ₯šπŸ₯πŸŒ·πŸ‡πŸ₯šπŸ₯πŸŒ·πŸ‡πŸ₯šπŸ₯πŸŒ·πŸ‡πŸ₯šπŸ₯πŸŒ·πŸ‡πŸ₯šπŸ₯πŸŒ·πŸ‡πŸ₯šπŸ₯πŸŒ·πŸ‡πŸ₯šπŸ₯🌷

A Sweet Easter Poem

As the cold and grey winter days
Give way, to the bright and beautiful spring …
You know it’s time for you to hear,
The Easter bells ring!
The birds are chirping,
The bunnies are out,
There are Easter Eggs all around!
There is happiness in the air,
And a warmth in your heart to stay with you,
All through the year!

Happy Easter!

πŸ‡πŸ₯šπŸ₯πŸŒ·πŸ‡πŸ₯šπŸ₯πŸŒ·πŸ‡πŸ₯šπŸ₯πŸŒ·πŸ‡πŸ₯šπŸ₯πŸŒ·πŸ‡πŸ₯šπŸ₯πŸŒ·πŸ‡πŸ₯šπŸ₯πŸŒ·πŸ‡πŸ₯šπŸ₯πŸŒ·πŸ‡πŸ₯šπŸ₯πŸŒ·πŸ‡πŸ₯šπŸ₯🌷

2022

Hello April 2022!

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Spring Peach Tree
April Songbirds’ joyful music, and the early springtime flowers,
Colorful umbrellas opened wide for April showers.
Days are brighter, hearts are lighter, promise fills the air –
The gifts of April bring us special happiness to share.

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