“The butterfly counts not months but moments and has time enough.
Rabindranath Tagore

(photo taken 01/2013 in Lake Louisa State Park)

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Neighborly encounter, on the trail
I observe binoculars around her neck
Ah, something in common
I am a birder you see
A wonderful hobby, a life long passion
We stop to chat
What birds have you seen today, I ask
New to this hobby, so I offer her an excursion
Other locations to search for birds
She exclaims
“Yes, maybe one day, perhaps in the fall
We’ll also do some hiking”
Now, I see her on the trail
Binoculars around her neck
Head down as she passes
How sad for her
She has no time for me
I had a birding mentor
She became my friend
Her name was Ann
A kind and gentle soul
She taught me well
I treasure those days, with heartfelt appreciation
For they are no more, she is gone now
~By Sheila 08/20/2013~

By Sheila – February 23, 2013 Lake Seminole- Eastbank Campground
Awoken with a start,
Thunder fills the sky
Its force is imposing,
Rain pounding on the roof
Light flashes, invading the darkness,
Mossy Pines present a haunting sight
The thunder remains close,
The rain unrelenting
Lightening continues to display its power,
Sleep is just a comforting thought
Two of Three posting on The Villages –
Spanish Springs, the original – Village! It is a quaint area with a peaceful ambiance. I enjoy it more and more with each visit.





