Magic

                                                   
                                                                      My back yard

This time of year is magic to me.  The trees are all green and full with leaves.  The flowers are blooming.  The birds are playfully singing their lovely songs for all to hear.  The bees are buzzing around on their never ending missions.  I looked out the window today and saw 2 magnificent deer feeding on some bushes.  Nature is so awe inspiring, I need to take time every once and awhile to appreciate it.   Late spring and summer are here and gone so quickly.  I want to slow this time of year down and make it last as long as possible.

                                                                     Magic

It won't last.  It never does.  I don't care for the four seasons.  It should just be warm year round and I would be quite content.  Some people like winter, not me.  Cooped up inside like a trapped animal is not the way I care to live.  When I think of My Back Pages, it's funny I feel this way because I play Ice Hockey.  Actually, Ice Hockey is the only thing that keeps me sane in the winter.  No point in talking about it now, as I know is coming but not for awhile.  You know after last winter, I can honestly say "I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now."

                                                              My Back Pages

Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats
Too noble to neglect
Deceived me into thinking
I had something to protect
Good and bad, I define these terms
Quite clear, no doubt, somehow

Try to Remember

When its deep in December, I will try to remember this time of year.