coldest
icy branches
giving into the cold
bending under the winters weight
white trees
Cinquain by PamelaWLucas 12/29/17
Inspirational photo by Pixabay
coldest
icy branches
giving into the cold
bending under the winters weight
white trees
Cinquain by PamelaWLucas 12/29/17
Inspirational photo by Pixabay
Give the give…and forget about the receipt.
Look into the moment…and be sure you are there.
Inspirational photo by Pixabay
A portion of this meaningful letter:
“I salute you. I am your friend, and my love for you goes deep. There is nothing I can give you which you have not. But there is much, very much, that, while I cannot give it, you can take. No heaven can come to us unless our hearts find rest in it today. Take heaven! No peace lies in the future which is not hidden in this present little instant. Take peace! The gloom of the world is but a shadow. Behind it, yet within our reach, is joy. There is radiance and glory in darkness, could we but see. And to see, we have only to look. I beseech you to look! Life is so generous a giver. But we, judging its gifts by their covering, cast them away as ugly or heavy or hard. Remove the covering, and you will find beneath it a living splendor, woven of love by wisdom, with power. Welcome it, grasp it, and you touch the angel’s hand that brings it to you.” Fra Giovanni Giocondo
Wikipedia: Giovanni Giocondo, Order of Friars Minor, (c. 1433 – 1515) was an Italian friar, architect, antiquary, archaeologist, and classical scholar.
Inspirational photo by Pixabay

Lyrics of “Christmas Feeling”…golden wishes for you and yours…Merry Christmas!
I love that Christmas feeling
It does my heart so much good
Strangers I meet all seem like friends
And the world’s just a neighborhood
So here’s to the joy of Christmas
Here’s to the ones I hold dear
May you have that Merry Christmas feeling
All through a happy New Year
Photo of Golden Brodie taken by PamelaWLucas
Inspirational photo by Pixabay
toad home
gone for winter
Enters fluffy chipmunk
Creates a snug and cozy space
perfect
Cinquain by PamelaWLucas 12/22/17
Inspirational photo by Tara McLaughlin
Black bird
Fleeting sun drops
Crying for longer warmth
Sits guard watching the passing sun
Winter
Cinquain by PamelaWLucas 12/21/17
Inspirational photo by Pixabay
Lots of firsts for President Woodrow Wilson (No. 28)… first buried in the nation’s capital… first President to have a PhD…the first to attend a World Series, first to want a national Christmas tree… and the first to travel overseas during his time in office. His legacy includes tariff reform, income tax, currency and credit reform, regulation of business, and better working conditions for the working masses. He left behind a legacy of domestic reforms, a revised and stabilized central government and broadly admired foreign policy. We thank you 28…
Christmas tree at the Capitol from 1913 in the Library of Congress Prints and Photographs Online Catalog.
Big and loud Blue jay
Mimics calls Red-shouldered Hawk
Steady flight long-tailed
Haiku by PamelaWLucas 12/20/17
Inspirational photo by Pixabay
Winter
Icy sliders
Tricky landings
Skating to lift-off their cold wings
Ducks
Cinquain by PamelaWLucas 12/19/17
Inspirational photo by Pixabay
William Henry Harrison, (No. 9) was not in the White House long enough to enjoy a Christmas season, serving only one month before he died of pneumonia after making—in the snow—the longest U.S. presidential inauguration speech on record.
William Henry Harrison, was born at Berkeley Plantation in Virginia on February 9, 1773. His father, Benjamin, was a member of the Continental Congress and a signer of the Declaration of Independence. The young Harrison grew up on the James River just 30 miles from Yorktown, where Cornwallis surrendered to Washington. William, the youngest of seven children, learned to rely on himself early in life. The Christmas season was celebrated on Virginia plantations by attending church services and decorating their homes with holly and ivy. William, no doubt, followed the colonial boy’s custom of “shooting in the Christmas,” which consisted of firing their guns into the air on Christmas Eve morning. “Oh the holly and the ivy…”
Hear the ancient Christmas song “The Holly and the Ivy”.
The inspirational photo by Pixabay