I'm sure you'd all agree that blogging is by far one of our greatest assets, and not just for all the incredibly wonderful and beautiful folks we meet along the way.
So, if I haven't said this before-
Thank you bloggers, too many to name, but you know who you are.
(you're reading this right now)
I'm also thankful for the insights, pictures and resources you bring us. I've been gifted by many book reviews here, serving up delicious morsels even in our often hectic lives, yet always stirring something so marvelous inside that we run out and get it. (Thank goodness for libraries.)
A major thanks to where this post is going today,
to TexWisGirl aka Theresa at
She's brought so many of us together
but she also invokes a mission
in each of us to get out there
and snap and share some fence photos.
Oh my, the places I know I've gone to
or discovered just to accomplish that.
or discovered just to accomplish that.
Here's this week's choice after work yesterday.
Of course I had to pull over and park my car
upon noticing a rusty fence holding back
a most luscious greenery.
(just a few miles from home too)
(just a few miles from home too)
Lots of wildflowers and pretty weeds.
Another fence too.
Darn it. More times than not that ugly
Private Property sign gets in the way of a good hike.
Why is the good stuff always locked away?
But look, it's for sale.
and this property borders Lake Marion.
Sad thing is, they want to take away nature and plant another box store or shopping mall there.
Then I have to include those fabulous book reviews.
(and the king of reviews)
I'm closing with his latest review
Smoke Gets In Your Eyes
by
Caitlin Doughty
(her topic blends nicely with the book I'm just finishing
Bodies We've Buried
Inside the National Forensic Academy, the World's Top CSI Training School)
What intrigued me is that she's writing about her first six years in the American funeral history and her stories are true and the people real. Although she notes, "Several names and details (but not the salacious ones, promise) have been changed to preserve the privacy of certain individuals and to protect the identities of the deceased.
"The silence of death, of the cemetery, was no punishment, but a reward for a life well lived."
Stories and lives to be learned and remembered.
- that was her last line last which exactly sums up how I feel now as a grown-up (as a little girl I always feared cemeteries)
"Courtesies of a small and trivial character
are the ones that strike deepest
in the grateful and appreciating heart."
Henry Clay
14 comments:
I agree Karen, I've discovered so many thing from all over the world that I'd never would have if not for blogging friends. Have also met a few too who have made the incredibly long journey to Perth :)I like your discovery here, rusty fences and lush greenery make for tres photogenic images!
Have you read Stiff? You might like that one too.
What a great post...I really enjoy the mixed 'stories' shared and not the ones that just have a fence photo...but words to go with it. I agree....do we really NEED another mall or business to take place of the lush greenery on the other side of the fence? It's so irksome.
And your book review; cemeteries....sounds like a good read, AND my 'cup of tea'.
Thanks Karen.
A wonderful post. I imagine the beauty behind the fence remains because a few do respect the sign. I'd rather see that than a mall. Oh, well, that's why they won't put me in charge.
Happy weekend.
Karen, because they want the good stuff to stay that way.
The warmth and the wonder of the blogosphere blows me away on a regular basis.
I see beauty. I learn things. I laugh with other bloggers, and weep with and for them too.
And my bookie lust gets exercised. Often. Thank you and Sage. This is one I want.
Thanks for the shout out and the mention of my review. I'm glad you found it interesting. "No Trespassing" signs gets my blood boiling.
you are so sweet. i miss having more time for blogging. i miss being able to visit every day. i miss posting and sharing the beauty i see around here. i've been barely hanging onto good fences. i wish i could be a better blogger again and share the wonderful spirit of all of you daily...
i find it is no fun to take pictures and have no one to share them with, i love sharing them here and i really feel like peeps enjoy them!!!
even just the daily grind, its 's fun to share it here and to get so much positive feedback!!
nice rusty fences...have a wonderful weekend!!!
It is so sad how people want to build things on top of beautiful greenery. I'm seeing it all the time in my own South Africa now. Yesterday it was a luscious vineyard, tomorrow it's a new apartment building built where the vineyard used to be. The private property sign on the gate sure does make one want to find out what is behind it, doesn't?
Good morning, after seeing your comment on my blog I knew I missed this post. Turkeys can move quickly. Great fence series. I hope the property is not turned into a shopping mall or store. A park would be nice, if there is a view of a lake. I am thankful for all the blogger friends I have met, I feel like I can travel the world right from my home. Enjoy your day and weekend!
You are awesome, and I adore you. You know that, I think. I love your posts in image and word. Thank you for always sharing as you do. (I do wish you would add the Subscribe by Email option, as I would do it! You can remove it after I subscribe!) HUGS!
17 acres by the lake! I'd love to have my birdie paradise there!
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That's a terrific fence. And you are so right about what blogging can bring into your life. Like you, I remain so grateful for the community of online friends I have discovered in the past nine years. They bring me gifts of joy every day.
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