The Brenda Photo Challenge - Black & White

It's time for another Brenda Photo Challenge.  To see my entries, go Here.  To see all the other entries, go to Brenda Photo Challenge.

It's been a crazy week.  Haven't had time to post any more poetry.  Will try to get back on track in a day or so.  Until then...

A Most Happy and Blessed Easter to All!

I wish each of you the joy of family, faith, friends, and love.

Feel free to copy this image.  It's free clip art, compliments of Dover Publications. 

Since this is National Poetry Month, I am making an effort to post some poetry.  I hoped to post one daily, but I'll be content if I post twice a week. 

Here is an old, but beautiful poem. 

Easter by Edmund Spenser

MOST glorious Lord of Lyfe! that, on this day,
Didst make Thy triumph over death and sin;
And, having harrowd hell, didst bring away
Captivity thence captive, us to win:
This joyous day, deare Lord, with joy begin;
And grant that we, for whom thou diddest dye,
Being with Thy deare blood clene washt from sin,
May live for ever in felicity!

And that Thy love we weighing worthily,
May likewise love Thee for the same againe;
And for Thy sake, that all lyke deare didst buy,
With love may one another entertayne!
So let us love, deare Love, lyke as we ought,
--Love is the lesson which the Lord us taught.

I leave you with that thought... 

Love is the lesson which the Lord us taught... Beautiful!

A Most Happy and Blessed Easter to All!

Roberts Family Article & Video

I wanted to share an article that features my family. There is a photo of the grandparents who raised my sister and I.  There is also a video with my uncle and cousins talking about our family.  It was a lot of fun listening to the video clip.  I hope you enjoy it.

Idaho Press-Tribune Cavalcade - Roberts Legacy

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April is National Poetry Month.  I was reminded when I went to visit one of my favorite blogs, Inland Empire Girl. Click on the name to visit her.  I doubt I will get a poem posted each day, but I'll try for a few.  I do love poetry of all kinds.  I selected two in honor of the unpredictable springtime weather.  I'll start with Emily Dickinson.

Nature

LXXX

The sky is low, the clouds are mean,

A travelling flake of snow

Across a barn or through a rut

Debates if it will go.

A narrow wind complains all day

How some one treated him;

Nature, like us, is sometimes caught 

Without her diadem.

(Free Image from The Graphics Fairy)

And, one from Robert Louis Stevenson,
for the child in us...

Rain

The rain is raining all around,

It falls on field and tree,

It rains on the umbrellas here,

And on the ships at sea.