Friday, February 15, 2013

February 18, 2013

February 18, 2013

(All photos and pictures adapted from photos are mine unless noted. You can bring the pictures up in full screen by double clicking on any image. Click on a border to return.)

   Henry the talking Gull has retired to a life away from Gertrude and from us, those who are onlookers to his meanderings. Henry sends us his best while Gertrude says, "Poo! Go away!" Oh well, its not been easy communicating with birds on any level. Too bad as I would have liked to have a pen/beak pal in the avian world. 

   Last night we saw a show on Nova titled "Earth From Space." I was entranced with the realization that every event in the physical world we live in is connected. Even lightning is part of the life chain. It seems that a lightning flash separates the nitrogen molecules which when they attach to oxygen in the atmosphere produce nitrate. Nitrate is a fertilizer which is then absorbed by rain which when falling and absorbed by the ground becomes food for plants and trees. The trees then produce oxygen which we breathe enabling us to think and see clearly and of course to stay alive. With our sight we are able to see and enjoy this marvelous creation we exist in, the world in front of us. 

   The show was a real eye opener and I highly recommend watching it as it is available on line in its entirety. You can view it on the PBS site at:       

                     http://video.pbs.org/video/2334144059

 It shows up well on full screen which is to the right of the CC button and is in 12 chapters so it can be seen piecemeal. 

   This weeks photos are a melange starting with a reminder that Spring and flowers are on their way. 

   I seem to be ready to post on Fridays these days which is why you are getting this today. 


- Night Flowers -

Observe the flowers of the night,
How quiet they stay, moonlit and secure -
Listening to the birds of the later hours
Singing ballads of love to their Creator.

Once morning arrives, and night retires to sleep,
The blooms that stayed awake all the dark hours
Will also find their way to slumber and rest,
As the evening birds retire among the shadows
When the music of the day shift begins its song.

My friend Rumi says,
"Stay awake, open your window to catch the moonlight
as it illumines the life God wants you to see.
Let what is outside be inside your heart.

                                                            Bill Lagerstrom,  February 2013 


  Lee and I went to the Penobscot Marine Museum in Searsport Maine a few Saturday's ago and found it to be a delightful visit as we spoke with several people who truly enjoyed the work they were doing. they have a number of buildings that were not open in the Winter and the main Museum shop and its exhibits were available to us. The main exhibit had quilts from a century ago that are truly works of art. The handiwork, sewing and designs were a joy to see and enjoy. The patience to do this kind of work belongs in the arena of women as the archetypes of patience for seem to exist in the feminine side of humanity. This is not to say that men cannot  not do quilting, I just haven't seen any work by our brothers in this area.
  
    It strikes me that men prefer to have hobbies (or vocations) that are slanted in a different direction - for instance the patience to build exacting models of ships, trains, and the like. Yet I have known several men who have taken up knitting and produce remarkable things including wall hangings, some of which are in museums. I do not have the kind of attention to knit, embroider, sew, or use a loom. An archetypal block of some sort. Creativity comes from what is in our heart and is put there by God who I believe wants to co-create with us the things we use our willing hands for. What flows from our center is the current we must follow to be true to our Callings.

   So, here's a few images from our visit to the Marine Museum -





- The House With A Blue Roof - Belfast, Maine -

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   A little humor:



Peace until next week, Bill L.