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Hey it snowed last night!

Ahhhh don’t we wish it could be so, idyllic fresh fallen snow, the crisp country air and evergreens looking like sugar-coated fantasy trees in a Disney movie.

This was a picture found on social media after the big storm in the Buffalo area. (Yahoo news) Somewhere between the two lies the different realities of a winter day in the part of the world that enjoy the wonders of nature’s four seasons.

Sadly even those who know that winter comes every year, and have been how to drive in snow, forget or choose to do it “their own way” Often drivers have not even prepared their cars for winter driving.

This picture was taken of a snow-covered street in Tokyo during a heavy snowfall. Remember the stalled vehicles in Kansas City in 2013.

We are not all in positions where we can avoid being out when Mother Nature gives full expression to her capabilities, however, as in all situations in life, if we are prepared, and focused on what we are doing, challenges are always easier to deal with. When we deal with situations out of our control in creative ways, ingenuity lights the way,

Believe you can do it. And know without a doubt, that God/Tao will see you through. (picture of a commuter during a bad storm in London in January 1988) – below is a picture taken Dec.13.2013 of snow in Egypt, the first time in 112 years.

Snow is part of Nature’s natural wonders, we cannot escape the negatives that happen in our lives , but we can choose the way we deal with them. Take a page from Snoopy’s philosophy in life. relax and enjoy!

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Take a hike! Go…. away!

Do you remember chanting,” rain, rain go away, come again another day”? We would be out playing in the rain anyway. yet it seemed the fun thing to do at the time. Skipping rope or playing with the bolo bat. LOL now that is really saying something about the time I was growing up. Bet some of you don’t even know what a bolo bat is. It is a paddle with a ball attached to it.

This toy and the yo-yo were hours of fun, and if you were really good you competed, especially with the yo-yo. The yo-yo was easy to carry around, and take with you everywhere. You would see people enjoying the pass-time in parks, waiting for buses. on the front porch, at beaches, the yo-yo was everywhere.

And no this was not just something that the girls did, this was something that the boys really got into, They really developed the skill in a way that was entertaining and showed their dexterity and ingenuity in how many they could perform with at one time etc.

Young and old tried their hand with the Yo-Yo. I know of many who had huge collections of these wonderful little gems. Yo-Yos came in every colour and designs you can imagine. There were even special Yo-Yo gloves. You could compete with friends on how many times you could go around the world, (the yo-yo makes a revolution all the way around in a circle away from the body) or you did puzzles the way this man is doing, at first it looked like Tommy Smothers, but I’m not sure? I know some of you are saying , who?, he was Dick’s brother, LOL popular comedians

Now what got me on the topic of yo-yos and bolo bats, who knows, I was thinking about things that make me smile and had a flash back, that led me into sharing a bit of vintage with you, Maybe it’s because I’ll be finishing up a blog later about Woodstock69,(SL)* have been working on it for days now. There is so much in our past that makes us who we are today, I appreciate my past experiences, the ups and the downs, not in detail, but the emotions and the life lessons I learned along the way. There is gratitude in my heart for having come this far. My happiness is not tied to material objects, but to the emotions of life, loving, sharing and experiencing moments with friends, family and yes, even the strangers I’ve met who in many ways touched my heart with their actions, thoughts or deeds.

I do my best to make each day a memorable one, I’ve been blessed with friendships that brighten my day in many ways, everyday! Every day, my circle of friends, and contacts grows, I so appreciate each and everyone of you. Thank you for being part of my world. You are the sunshine in my life. You really are.

Take a hike, go away – take a holiday, PLAY# PLAY# PLAY….. Namaste – Oyashikiri

*Woodstock69 is an event taking place in SL (Second Life) August 12,13,14th 2014 live performances in a themed environment -wear vintage

SL – Second Life is a TM of Linden Labs http://www.secondlife.com

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India’s living bridge

The living bridge by http://www.amoschapple.com The description given was by Jessica Peavy

Deep in the rainforests of the Indian state of Meghalaya, bridges are not built, they’re grown. For more than 500 years locals have guided roots and vines from the native Ficus Elastica (rubber tree) across rivers, using hollowed out trees to create root guidance systems.

Ingenuity. man and Nature.

How ingenious the idea boggles my mind. Who was the first to begin this chain of action that created this marvel. There is not only this bridge, there are others, you will find them if you do a search on Google or…… In life we grow by overcoming obstacles and challenges that land in our everyday lives. They can appear like weeds in the cracks of sidewalks, or a stubborn stain on a favourite shirt. LOL we know what to do with these, and if we don’t, usually there is someone we can ask or a place to go to find a solution. What about the problems that come along that aren’t so easily solved. Do you view your problems as opportunities for growth? do you make the best of the situation you find yourself in, or dealing with? I wonder how long it takes for the roots of the rubber tree to grow, does anyone know?

I am reminded how everlasting Nature is, and how even with the slings and arrows we (humans) bombard her with, the sun comes up each morning, and the moon comes out at night. Soon I will be able to look out my back door and see the new growth in the trees and shrubs. When the sun is higher in the sky, I’ll feel the warmth on my skin, and smell the earth soaking in the energy of life, to feed the winter weary roots that are waking after a long cold winter. The sun and moon bridge our days and nights.

History captured by ptitesmith 12 and posted on Flickr. Here is a road that most have been build rock by rock (Pompei, Italy) See how smooth the years have made them. Each one of us, like these rocks, or the roots above, are being guided, we are only a piece/particle in a very large cosmos. Will there be a reminder of our having been here, when we are gone, returned to dust/ashes. I would be like a gentle autumn breeze rustling the multi coloured leaves till they fall, creating a patchwork of different shapes and shades against fields of yellow, gold and green. Sometimes felt, remembered but not seen.