Photography: Nature

Winter storms have kept us inside, so I’ve put out the winter feeders to help these little creatures weather the recent high winds and deep snow.

All sorts of birds have come, but now have to battle the starlings that recently showed up too. Yes, I know starlings have to eat also, but really! This little nuthatch, though, seems to have the tree all to himself as he walks often upside down, sideways, and then changes directions while creeping and moving all around the limb picking at it. He doesn’t have to battle too much the other birds at the feeders, though he and his mate still joins the black-capped chickadees and tufted titmouse at the feeder. Little lucky birds!

The small (about 5 and 3.4 inches) white-breasted nuthatch are usually found in pairs year round and are common in eastern North America, most often near open forests with oak or pine trees.    

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Poetry: Let’s Not Pretend

                         Let's Not Pretend

To know you, 
  or really anybody for that matter, 
I need to see you, 
  spend time with you, 
     face to face. 

To see what you are saying, 
  with your body,
     your eyes, 
        the timbre of your voice;
at times more important than your words.

To know you, 
  or really anybody for that matter, 
I need to see you, 
  face to face. 
We need this, 
  to really know the essence of you
     and you, me.   
 

c.2019 tch

    

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Just for Fun…

Why not spread some good cheer today, or all week_ (1)

Isn’t it fun when something just happens out of the blue unexpectedly?

Challenge: Spread the cheer if only for one day. If you accept this challenge, how will you do it? Get creative and have some fun! Maybe you will pay it forward, being anonymous can make it even more fun, maybe just a little surprise for someone you haven’t seen for a while. Or do something little and special for your co-workers, your spouse or a child? The list can be endless — Be creative and have fun spreading the cheer! Please share a post of what you did. It will be make it fun for all of us!

Please feel free to Reblog – to make the world a little better by everyone spreading some good cheer.  Thank you for visiting today! 

 

c.2018  Terre’s Blog – Women of All Seasons

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Getting Started

The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.

Sometimes all we have to do is just take that first step and get started and not keep putting off what is important. Yes, life gets in the way! However; how can we be creative or carve out the time for that one thing on our bucket list, or finishing what is considered the most important project, while still doing all that has to be done and done today? Prioritizing every day, putting the important step(s) on the calendar. As one of my favorite professors used to say, Just chunk it down, one step at a time… and yes it will happen!

Thank you for visiting Terre’s Blog – Women of All Seasons!

c. 2018

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Road Trip: History

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This photo was taken in the Fall of another year, but is one of my favorite road trip destinations. It looks almost the same every year with its brilliant golds and leaves all over the ground. What many people don’t know though, is this was the location of an extremely important historical event.

In 1824, a crime was committed against a small Native American village when four white men from the Pendleton settlement raided and massacred nine Native Americans, primarily women and children living near Fall Creek located not far from the present Markleville, Indiana. What made this horrible event so significant was that for the first time, white men were caught, brought to trial, and convicted for the murder of Native Americans. Up until this time in the United States,  Native Americans  were not recognized as human beings and not protected under law from such events.

At that time, Pendleton was a small outpost in a new state being carved from the wilderness territory, but it was also an established small community with a small log jail. Reporters came from many places far away to report on the trial. Even though this trial was so important, it would still be many years before a real change in the treatment of Native Americans would exist.

It is in this small picturesque park, if you walk across the waterfall and up a small hill to a quiet, green grassy place under a large tree; is the location where three of the men convicted were hung almost two hundred years ago. Though this park of beauty is a favorite gathering place for many, it still quietly honors its historical significance.

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If you would like to read more, there is a historical fiction book with good historical research, The Massacre at Fall Creek by Jessamyn West.

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Terre’s Blog – Women of All Seasons   c. 2018  

 

 

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Exploring

One of the funnest ways to spend time, is to go Exploring!

Do you dream of going somewhere big? Do you remember the joy of going somewhere new that you have dreamed about? While there are many places I would like to go and dream of going; I often find that time constraints, money, weather, or other obligations keep me from going everywhere on my list.

However; I find just getting in the car and exploring within a tanks drive from my home, takes me to places, people, sights, and yes —smells that are new to me. I love exploring and knowing what is to be found down a certain road, regardless of the season. Maybe I will find a covered bridge, or a new hiking trail, or at least one new to me. Maybe I will find Amish fried pies filled with all different kinds of delicious fillings and have fun talking with the people who made them. The excitement can be felt in the crisp, cool air as the leaves start to turn red and gold. Who knows where I will end, as I just decide to go!  What have you found on some of your explorations?

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Poetry: Requiem for the American Worker

 

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Requiem for the American Worker

I hear America crying

across the flatlands, hill and dale.

Embittered tears of weary souls

the beaten down, the proud.

 

American workers holding on

with a cry in their voice.

Fighting hard to not be counted

among the growing poor.

 

The waitress at night with a babe upon her breast,

The coal miner tired of his long rest.

The automobile worker doing her best,

The bakery is closing, the baker is next.

 

The bus driver without a human load,

The young black man never given a chance.

The hospital worker called off, worries how to pay the rent.

Telephone workers marching, out in the cold.

 

Voices, hands, and hearts

traded for those across the seas.

The small, American farmer

still fighting hard to believe.

 

I hear America crying,

as those “who have”,

with no remorse, no guilt,

build empires upon the workers backs.

Americans trying, trying, and trying.

I hear America crying.

 

 

(Printed with one time American rights, Labor News, Indianapolis, In. Feb 2006.

This Author: tch maintains rights).

Reprinted @ Terre’s Blog – Women of All Seasons c. 2018.

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Poetry: Seasons

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                                                                  Seasons

Many seasons have passed

since we met.

Tiny wrinkles and creases

have sneaked in

to mark tiny paths.

Yet, when I look at you

I see you as you are now,

but I also see within you

the young lover when we met,

that time tries to hide.

But I still see and smile,

Many seasons have passed.

tch   c. 2018:  Terre’s Blog – Women of All Seasons

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