Nurturing Thursday: Take Flight

Support

Supportive wings

As you may have noticed the Hummingbird has returned as the Header for the Summer. I just learned from “Smarter Everyday”, that there really is more wind beneath the wings of Humming birds so my question to you is:

Who or What is the Wind Beneath Your Wings?

Enjoy the Video About Hummers

Now Sing Along With Bette

Happy Thursday

Nurturing Thursday  focuses on Envisioning today

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Inside the Mind of Isadora
Jacqueline King
Mazeepuran
Meg Evans

Hugmama
Crowing Crone
Lady K’s Lounge

Day 17 Poetry Makes Sense

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Field Notes
 
Hummingbird dangles
beneath fuchsia’s  
bright parasol.
A jeweled ornament
in the back garden.
 
Soon gone 
like the dew
in the sun.
 
Let us taste
this sweet beauty
and sing a short 
song of remembering.
 
Let us spin
around the back garden
beneath invisible 
whirring wings.
 
For this is the day
we know why
the Earth spins
and the stars
hang
in the sky!
Carol Carlisle 4/17/14
NaPoWriMo asked me to describe something with attention to the senses . I do believe you can feel this experience along with me, this poem just need to be written today.

ESE”s Photo And Quote Challenge Buzz

Birds Do It!

Birds Do It!

Bees Do It!

Bees Do It!

BUZZ

You thought I was going to say something else 😉

Prompt 22 – ESE’s Weekly Shoot and Quote 

“A bee is never as busy as it seems; it’s just that it can’t buzz any slower”. /Kin Hubbard/

Let's not leave out the Butterfly

Let’s not leave out the Butterfly

Now for live action cute critters doing it, buzzing that is with the help of music by Cole Porter. (Remember you have to open on-line to watch)

NaPoWriMo Day 4 In The Garden

This is the Day! 
Fuchsia in the back garden

Fuchsia in the back garden 

Field Notes
April 3, 2013 
   
Hummingbird dangles
beneath fuchsia’s  
bright parasol.
 
A jeweled ornament
in the back garden.
 
Gone now
like the dew
in the sun.
 
Let us drink
this sweet beauty
and sing a short 
song of remembering.
 
Let us now spin
around the back garden
beneath invisible 
whirring wings.
 
For this is the day
we know why
the earth spins
and the stars
hang
in the sky!
Carol Carlisle
 
 

 

The Last Drop of Summer’s Nectar

As we drink up the

last drop of Summer

it taste sweeter than the first.

Those days filled with skin

bare to the sun and kisses

stolen under red bud’s branches.

Time fermented with honey and wine

on green lawns and checked table clothes

create the nectar we will crave

all Winter long.

Hummingbird on the branches of the red bud tree outside my kitchen window this last Tuesday.

What does Summer taste like to you?