Bluebonnets of TexasA Time for Everything
1 There is a time for everything,
1 There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under the heavens:
2 a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
3 a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
4 a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
5 a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain,
6 a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
7 a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
8 a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.
Ecclesiastes 3:1-8
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A reminder of our limitations, challenges, triumphs, failures, and frailties; that things do not always stay the same throughout; therefore, a reminder as well that through it all we need Wisdom, if not continuously seeking it and understanding its importance.
Thanks Ms. Jenny for the reminder.
"If you've never been thrilled to the very edges of your soul by a flower in spring bloom, maybe your soul has never been in bloom."
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I love that quotation.But Spring reminds me too of tax deadline & Spring cleaning inside & outside the house.
Great passage.
But right now, I'm just trying to deal with the humidity that comes after it rains.
I don't know about that....its freezing still....got 7C below zero still....but nice to see tulips carefully peeking out.
Here in California we had tulips, camellas,roses and other glorious flowers for weeks now.
California is almost bankrupt but God's blessings of natural beauty is unbelievably breathtaking and boundless.
I would love to see a blanket of bluebonnets in a portion of my backyard. Imagine a good stretch of it, as you look out of your bedroom window in the morning, then shifting your eyes to a long row of pink tulips, carefully accentuated by daffodils! Ooops, got to face reality…...the squirrels or raccoons or rabbits perhaps, have done it again --- they left me with just very few of my fuchsia Dutch tulip bulbs in the backyard. And my indigo blue and dark violet lupines (relative of bluebonnets) surrendered to last year's very wet summer. Ah, but my ever resilient, dewy forget-me-nots (an envy of my neighbors) will give me the semblance of bluebonnets and a reminder to relax and enjoy the rest of my backyard's kaleidoscope, rather, palette (or both depending on one’s imagination) ---- welcoming daffodils; patrician lavender with its calming scent; elegant red, white and pink roses; the rest of the joyful tulips (red & yellow); intriguing violet May night & meadow sages distinctly pronounced by deep yellow black-eyed susans; lamb’s ears carefully introducing the other beauties behind it; dreamy, profuse snow white hydrangea; the ambitious forsythia claiming its radiance side by side with the ever-refreshing & friendly Shasta daisies that fill my vases in mid-summer; tumbleweed-like moonbeam, a favorite of a pesky spider, but deceiving with its star-like, delicate miniature yellow flowers; striking blue asters; some strange variety of anemone resembling like scoops of blue ice cream in a cone, hand in hand with a crawling plant made proud by the purity & innocence of its tiny white flowers, quite a glorious accent in the center-right of my lawn; harmonious & romantic snapdragons in red, lilac, yellow & baby pink; sturdy purple coneflower/Echinacea; the domineering forgotten plant with gorgeous upright stems covered with dark pink flowers; baby pink milky bellflower; and the backdrop of fence-friendly small, but growing green shrubs, complemented by the same with different shapes of leaves, others white-dotted. Mother Nature smiles as all of them collaborate with my eco-friendly green, green lawn.
It would not be complete should I forget to glance at the green and red grapes keeping my young blueberry plant company, both separated from the above palette of different breed; same with the very tiny patch that gives me more than a glass of strawberry shake every summer; the persistent mint variety with tiny pink flowers; the low-growing herb, lemon thyme, a delight for my chicken kebobs; and the lone tree, pliant still with the whispering breeze or petulant wind, though small and at its kindergarten stage, yet promising for both caring gardener and restless birds, proudly standing somewhere in the middle of it all--- the cherry.
Though my front yard should have its turn as well, its character accommodates the page it will have; after all, its name (front), its trappings and the roster of admiring eyes will suffice.
Excuse me, did you say spring cleaning?
In my poor, but beloved country, one does not wait for Spring to enjoy the mystique of flowers and other plants. However, this is somehow shoved aside by the unpleasant images and effects of poverty, crime, dirty politics, confusion and plummeting moral values. I wonder when a parallel “Spring” will truly come to this country to start something new, something better, something “promising” that will bring forth the same enthusiasm and magic of Spring’s flowers and plants from other lands.
Chiz-Jinggoy team seen in 2010 polls
Inquirer.net
- Mar 26, 2009
- Mar 26, 2009
By Roy Gersalia SORSOGON CITY – A team-up of opposition senators Francis Escudero and Jinggoy Estrada for the presidential and vice presidential race in the ...
Wow! Escudero & Joseph Estrada's boy. What a pair!
What is happening to the Philippines?
Madness!
Ayayay! Ano ba 'yan! At nagpalakpakan pa raw ang mga nanuod ng pakanaan. Ako'y napahiya noong araw ng si Joseph Estrada pa ang pangulo at ako'y nagtatrabaho pa sa ibang bansa at nang minsa'y nilapitan ako ng banyagang katrabaho at tinanong ako kung bakit daw tayong mga Pilipino e alam na raw nating walang masyadong alam, hindi makapag-inglis ng matuwid, babaero daw at parang may madilim pang kahapon, e hinahalal pa rin natin na pangulo ng bansa. Kahit anong bilis ng utak ko, wala akong mahagilap na marangal na sagot na maaaring magtaguyod ng katalinuhang Pilipino dahil ang tamang sagot e "artista yan at karamihan ng mga Pilipino e hibang sa mga pelikula". Ako'y umiling-iling na laang.
Pero ika nga, ang tao ay maaaring magbago at dapat bigyan ng pangalawang pagkakataon. Baka naman ang anak ay kaiba. Maaari po ba akong bigyan ng tamang kadahilanan upang ang Escudero-Estrada samahan ay dapat laang palakpakan. At itong Escudero, hindi komo Bicolano e takip-matang dapat itaguyod. Sa mga narinig kong iba, e parang di maaasahan sa makabayang layunin. Tutuo po ba ito? Pakisagot laang. Salamat po.
Para sa iyo kaibigang Makabayan at sa aking mga mahal na kababayan:
"Spring at Last", araw ng tagsibol. Malayo sa komento na ipinahihiwatig mo G. Makabayan, nguti't sa isang banda, may punto ka.
Tagsibol, panahon ng pagsibol ng mga magagandang bulaklak, ng mga luntiang halaman. Tulad rin ng pulitika, ang eleksiyon ay tulad ng tagsibol. Maraming bagong sibol ang nais na mapabilang sa halamanan ng pulitika, ilabas ang kanilang bango at ganda ng kanilang mga kulay.
Nguni't sa iyong tinuran na pagpasok nina CHIZ at Jinggoy sa pinakamataas na posisyon sa pulitika at sakaling manalo...Diyos ko! Baka tuluyan nang mawala ang Bacon!
AKO'Y KINAKABAHAN LAMANG!
Aba, e hindi “halamanan” ang “ipupungla” ng hardinerong Pilipino na sa kapabayaan e hindi na niya malaman ang damo sa halaman. Dapat malaman ng Pilipino na ang damo o “weeds” sa Inglis ay hindi nagbibigay ng kagandahan sa anumang lupain. Iba ang “weeds” sa tunay na halaman. Kayang gupuin ng “weeds” ang ano pa mang halaman kapag kapansin-pansin na ito ay pinababayaan sa sariling masigasig na pagtubo at paglaki. Yaong mga sumibol na magagandang halaman noong panahon ng magiginoong Pilipino e hindi na yata napalago sa mga taong nakalipas. Nangamatay na lang ang mga ito. Gaano na kadami ang “weeds” sa lupain ng hardinerong Pilipino? Ang alam ko itong mga damo e lumago na ng husto at napakahirap nang tanggalin. Kumalat na sa likod at harap ng kanyang bakuran na naka posisyon sa kalye Pulitika, kanto ng Highway Araw-Araw na Pamumuhay.
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