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As my pursuit of creating art digitally is expanding I googled, "Top Digital Artists" today. This guy came up! If you have time, it's a beautiful, short, multiple-award winning film about this 97 year-old artist, his life and art. Enjoy!  The lovely poem Hal mentions (below) is by New Jerseyan, Joyce Kilmer (1886-1918)
TREES (1913) I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is pressed Against the earth's sweet flowing breast; A tree that looks at God all day And lifts her leafy arms to pray; A tree that may in summer wear A nest of robins in her hair; Upon whose bosom snow has lain; Who intimately lives with rain. Poems are made by fools like me, But only God can make a tree.
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 My poem "Your Love Heals Me" was published in the Churches of God General Conference weekly publication, "The Gem"! Early last year my dear friend Carolyn told me she thought some of my writing would be perfect for the weekly inspirational handout she got at church, "The Gem" a publication produced by Churches of God General Conference. I finally submitted a few pieces in March. Two were rejected, but I just received confirmation that this one made it in! I received some copies and a check for $10.00 yesterday! What an honor-- Praise you, Jesus!
For my writing friends, here's a link to their submission guidelines. They are always looking for new work. Check it out! Hobbs overseeing the spring-ery in our yard!  (A room with a kitty!)  The crocuses were an especially happy sight after our long winter  We have daffodils from bulbs transplanted from my father's garden in Annapolis, MD by way of my former home in DE. They're a friendly reminder of my Dad each year!  Hyacinths just make me smile  Beautiful memories of a sweet day visiting our family in Connecticut!  Thoughtful Easter blooms from Jennifer and Susan...  Thanks, gals! "The sun was warm but the wind was chill.
You know how it is with an April day. When the sun is out and the wind is still, You're one month on in the middle of May. But if you so much as dare to speak, a cloud come over the sunlit arch, And wind comes off a frozen peak, And you're two months back in the middle of March." - Robert Frost A friend recently asked me if I'd read Ann Voskamp's book "1000 Gifts". She said it wad a great blessing to her during a difficult time in her life. I went to Ann's website and came across this page with the video below. B E A U T I F U L ... This is Wanda B. Goines. At the time this video was filmed she was 92 years old. She calls this poem “The Gift Wrap & The Jewel“. The words are printed below.
 Garden rose (an excerpt from)
A Little Budding Rose by Emily Bronte It was a little budding rose, Round like a fairy globe, And shyly did its leaves unclose Hid in their mossy robe, But sweet was the slight and spicy smell It breathed from its heart invisible.
 Thanks again, Susan!
 "Now Autumn's fire burns slowly along the woods
and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt..." William Allingham, Irish poet This leaf looks like it could tell some stories... :-)  My friend Susan Miller of Sue's Nook fame created this beautiful herbal fairy rock garden and wrote this delightful poem to go along with it! Check out Sue's other thoughts, poems, stories and more... here! Dancing with Fairies
by Susan Witmer Miller Are you feeling sad And a little blue? Come along with me -- there's a place for you. Follow the rainbow, Tiptoe past the moon, And glide over stars -- You'll arrive there soon. When you reach that land -- Worries disappear Sadness turns to joy No more hurts or fear. Snuggle with a rabbit Play tag with a deer Dance with a humming bird Stay a day or a year. In the land of fairies Your youth will return. As your cares melt away, You'll dance among the ferns. Stroll among the herbs -- Daydream by the pond -- With this peaceful place -- You'll form a lasting bond. When your visit ends You'll feel refreshed and free And grateful for your journey To the land of Fantasy! |
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