Spring has sprung and summer in the midwest is bound to be tomorrow. We’ve been having a pretty good entrance into the season we all look forward to in Minnesota. I recall summers on the lake and sailing regattas on Saturdays. The beautiful white sails would fill with air and race to the finish line in a succession of billowing synthetic fabric. The above painting was done on the lake at Hudson, WI, where sailing is in full bloom right now. The poetry was written a few years ago by me.
Was it only yesterday, I didn’t put the hose away?
The winter months sailed swiftly by, but when they left I did not cry.
The winters in the great Midwest are absolutely not the best.
But finally the cold days passed. I yearned for spring, but it went fast.
It seems we’ve jumped from cold to hot. I do not like it – absolutely not.
(I’m beginning to feel like Dr. Seuss.)
The hose still lies where it has lain, for it will now be used again.
As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension.
I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog.
I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ.
My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on Amazon.com.
Lake Michigan? I recall seeing lots of sailboats there too. It always looks so serene to me rather than the noise of jet skis and high powered boats. I think Paul captured that feeling in this painting.
And . . . don’t forget to water my new buds, Sam I Am!
Kathy, I couldn’t help myself with sharing a reference as well to Dr. Suess. Paul’s sailing painting fits where my wife and I stayed last night in Clear Lake, Iowa. We checked out the lake when we arrived.
Sailing regattas, what awesome memories. Mine and Sue’s are the camping trips we took together and then with our kids when we lived in the Pacific Northwest. Great memories. Looking forward to an eternity of new ones! Sailing or camping anyone? We can only imagine! God bless Sis!
As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension.
I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog.
I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ.
My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on Amazon.com.
I'm a retiree in his seventies. That may not be significant to many, since there is a bunch of us Baby Boomers around. However, in the year 2,000, when I received a diagnosis of Multiple Myeloma, I expected to be dead in three to five years.
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I loved to sail back in the day. A friend of mine had a sailboat at Belmont Harbor.
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Lake Michigan? I recall seeing lots of sailboats there too. It always looks so serene to me rather than the noise of jet skis and high powered boats. I think Paul captured that feeling in this painting.
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And . . . don’t forget to water my new buds, Sam I Am!
Kathy, I couldn’t help myself with sharing a reference as well to Dr. Suess. Paul’s sailing painting fits where my wife and I stayed last night in Clear Lake, Iowa. We checked out the lake when we arrived.
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Thanks for your addition. It’s funny how Dr. Seuss sneaks in from time to time. Are you on vacation?
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We just returned home yesterday from Montana. Enjoying a quiet day.
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Sailing regattas, what awesome memories. Mine and Sue’s are the camping trips we took together and then with our kids when we lived in the Pacific Northwest. Great memories. Looking forward to an eternity of new ones! Sailing or camping anyone? We can only imagine! God bless Sis!
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The older I get, the harder it is to be patient! Glad. this brought some good memories back for you
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Stunning picture. The colors stir my heart. And the poem is clever and cute, Dr. S style.
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