April 22, 2025 a thought for today, Flowers are for our souls to enjoy. Native American Lakota Proverb

My first upload for yesterday “glimmers micro moment”. This is an image of the “frameo” that was given to me at Christmas. Through the year family have been adding more and more photos every few day. It sits on my desk and is turned on every day so I “keep in touch” with them all the time. 

The second upload is “Easter eggs”. This is the little old lady Easter basket I made for Sue and myself. 

The last upload for yesterday was “black and white”. It was while taking the photo that I picked up the problem my tire. 

Life today. I drove through the park yesterday in an area where they are doing some construction. On my way home my tire hitting the pavement was making a bothersome sound. When I got home I checked the tire on the side where the sound was coming from. I saw and felt what looked like the head of a small bolt or large screw head. I called Lowell to ask for his suggestion. Before that I leaned that AAA won’t “fix” a tire, I mean patch or plug it. The tire was not flat but I was concerned that if I drove it the tire would go flat when I was away from the house or on the street. Lowell said he would come by and look at it. He came this morning, saw the object I was talking about. He proceeded to take the tire off to take it to be repaired. After he got it off we discovered it was a large pebble stuck in the treads. So he put the tire back on . Good to go. I am sorry that it took up some of his work time but glad that there is no cost for repair or a new tire. 

The first upload for today is “Earth Day”. I had several ideas of for this one. One was a newly planted tree but I wasn’t in an area where they might have been doing this to celebrate the day. So I used a tree top instead. 

I got both the newsletter and the bulletin done earlier today. About the time Lowell left it was time for me to get ready to go the church for food pantry. 

We had a full crowd at pantry today. It was almost steady work from start to finish. After I left I stopped at Kroger to get my meds and some gas money....I will stop for gas tomorrow after another pantry. After that stop I went in search my photos. 

My lawn is beginning to look like a field of grass, dandelions and wild violets. Brian will have to come by in the next few days to mow. 

Next for today is “glimmer micro moment”. One of the many tulips that opened earlier to brighten our early spring days is leaving this last bit of her bright color as the season moves on. 

The word is wide.  The sun does not shine for a few trees and flowers, but for the wide world's joy. Henry Ward Beecher.  The world is wide, and I will not waste my life in friction when it could be turned into momentum. Frances E. Willard.  We must form our minds by reading deep rather than wide. Quintilian.  Labor, wide as the earth, has its summit in heaven. Thomas Carlyle.  With all this wide and beautiful creation before me, the restless soul longs to enjoy its liberty and rest beyond its bound. Teresa of Avila.  The modernness of all good books seems to give men an existence as wide as man. Ralph Waldo Emerson.  The net of heaven is very wide in its meshes, and yet it misses nothing. Laozi.  Sleep hath its own world, and the wide realm of wild reality. Lord Byron.  The door of God’s mercy is thrown wide open, and Christ stands in the door and says to sinners ‘Come.’ Jonathan Edwards.  The soul: a wide listening sky with thousands of candles. Rumi.  For not an orphan in the wide world can be so deserted as the child who is an outcast from a living parent's love. Charles Dickens.  You may travel far and wide but never will you find the boundaries of the soul. Heraclitus.  By nature, men are nearly alike; by practice, they get to be wide apart. Confucius.  Be patient, for the world is broad and wide. William Shakespeare.  

The last upload for today is “bird house or nest”. This is one of my neighbor’s artful birdhouses that is visited often. 

Article: I have a photo of myself with Sue and mom and dad taken directly across the street from the “Red Bird Stadium”. I was, maybe, five years old at the time. A time and a place..... The article title is “Columbus’ Abandoned Ballpark: The Rise and Fall of Cooper Stadium”. In opening the story the memories of a ball game were brought to mind, “cheers, the cheap hot dogs, the crack of a bat echoing through Franklinton”. The park was built in 1931 and was called Red Bird Stadium. Its name was changed over the years from Red Bird, to Jets, to the Franklin County Stadium, and finally Cooper Stadium in 1984". In the history of the stadium there were events like hosting “Yankees exhibition games (with record crowds!) to high school state tournaments”. There were wrestling matches, roller derbies, along with concerts and a giant human American flag formed during Desert Storm. The last baseball group there was the Clippers which as a AAA connection to the New York Yankees. In 2009 the Clippers moved to Huntington Park. In their last game at Cooper Stadium there were 16,000 fans. It’s sad that a place with a history like that is going down in ruin. There was talk over time for a racetrack to take over then an automotive tech center along with other ideas that never took hold. Today it is “half-demolished”. It is in “limbo”.  Maybe there are memories of  joy and excitement floating in the stale air that fills the decaying structures. 

I am having chili mac for dinner. 

Joy

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