Geography of Men and Women

 

You are the cause of everything that happens to you.
Be careful what you cause.
(from novel Human Humour)

Between 18 and 22, a woman is like Africa:
half discovered...half wild...fertile and naturally beautiful.

Between 29 and 30, a woman is like Europe:
well developed and open to trade...especially for someone of real value.

Between 31 and 35, a woman is like Spain:
very hot...relaxed...and convinced of her own beauty.

Between 41 and 50, a woman is like Great Britain:
with a glorious and all-conquering past.

Between 51 and 60, a woman is like Israel:
has been through the war...doesn’t make the same mistakes twice...
and takes care of business.

Between 61 and 70, a woman is like Canada:
self-preserving...but open to meeting new people.

After 70, she’s like Tibet:
Wildly beautiful...with a mysterious past...
and the wisdom of of the ages;...

an adventurous spirit and a thirst for spiritual knowledge.

The Geography of a Man
Between 17 and 80, a man is like North Korea...
ruled by a pair of nuts!

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Abraham Lincoln wisely declared:
“In the end, it is not about finding yourself:
it’s about creating yourself.”

With thanks to Liana, I bestow this message.
MBK...written December 29, 2020
All comments are most welcome.

Student Questionnaire

 

The following questions were used to evaluate the knowledge of sixteen year old students. Multiple Choice is frequently used for this determination. Following are various responses given for the test:

Q: Name the four seasons.
A: Salt...Pepper...Mustard...Vinegar

Q: How is dew formed?
A: The sun shines down on the leaves and makes them perspire.

Q: In a democratic society, how important are elections?
A: Very important. Sex can only happen when a male gets an election.

Q: What happens to your body as you age?
A: When you get old, so do your bowels and you get incontinental.

Q: What happens to a boy when he reaches puberty?
A: He says goodbye to his boyhood and looks forward to his adultery.

Q: Name the major disease associated with cigarettes.
A: Premature death

Q: What is artificial insemination?
A: When the farmer does it to a bull instead of the cow.

Q: How can you delay milk turning sour?
A: Keep it in the cow.

Q: Give the meaning of the term, Cesarean Section.
A: The Cesarean Section is a district in Rome.

Q: What is a seizure?
A: A Roman Emperor. (Julius Seizure...I came, I saw, I had a fit.)

Q: What does the word “benign” mean?
A: Be nine is what you will be after you are eight.

Q: What is a turbine?
A: Something an Arab or Shriek wears on his head.

Compiled by MBK...Dec 26, 2020
Comments are most welcome.

Lord's Prayer

 

With schools opening on the horizon, I publish this rendition of a 15 year old girl.
She obtained an A-plus for this totally awesome writing.

The:Lord’s Prayer is not allowed in most U.S. Schools any more.
A 15-year old kid in Minnesota wrote the following NEW School Prayer.

Now I sit me down in school where praying is against the rule;
For this great nation under God finds mention of Him very odd.

In scripture now, the class recites, it violates the Bill of Rights,
And any time my head I bow becomes a Federal matter now.

Our hair can be purple ,’orange or green.
That’s no offence. It’s a freedom scene.

The law is specific; the law is precise.
Prayers spoken aloud, are a serious vice.

For praying in a public hall
Might offend someone with no faith at all.

In silence alone, we must meditate
God’’s name is prohibited by the the State.

We’re allowed to cuss and dress like freaks;
And pierce our noses, tongues and cheeks.

They’ve outlawed guns, but FIRST the Bible;
To quote the Good Book makes,me liable.

We can elect a Senior Queen
And the unwed daddy, our Senior King.

It’s inappropriate to teach right from wrong.
We’re taught that such judgments do not belong.

We can get our condoms and birth controls,
Study witchcraft , vampires and totem poles.

But the Ten Commandments are not allowed’.
No word of God must reach this crowd.

It’s scary here, I must confess
When chaos reigns, the school’s a mess.

So, Lord, this silent plea I make:
Should I be shot, my soul please take.

Amen.

If you aren’t afraid to do this...please pass this on.
Jesus said,” If you are ashamed of me!

I will be ashamed of you before my Father!”

The original writer of the foregiong , stated:”
Not Ashamed~ Passing It On.

Assembled by MBK...December 21,2020
Comments always welcome.

Christmas ‘one-liners!’

 

worth a smile or two and many more!

How can Santa deliver presents during a thunderstorm?
His sleigh is flown by raindeer.

What do you get when you cross a snowman with a vampire?
Frostbite!

What did the stamp say to the Christmas card?
Stick with me and we’ll go places.

Why don’t you ever see Santa in hospital?
Because he has private elf care!

Why is it getting harder to buy Advent calendars?
Their days are numbered.

What do you call a bunch of chess players bragging about their games in a hotel lobby?
Chess nuts boasting in an open foyer!

What did the beaver say to the Christmas tree?
Nice gnawing you.

What do you call a snowman with a six pack?
An abdominal snowman.

What do you call a kid who doesn’t believe in Santa?
A rebel without a Clause.

Who is Santa’s favourite singer?
Elf-isPresley.

What do the elves call when Father Christmas claps his hands a the end of play?
Santapplause!

How much did Santa pay for his sleigh?
Nothing. It was on the house.

Why did Santa’s helper see the doctor?
Because he had a low ‘elf’ esteem!’

Who hides in the bakery at Christmas?
A mince spy!

How do snowmen get around?
They ride an icicle!

What does Santa do when his elves misbehave?
He gives them the sack!

What do you get if you eat Christmas decorations?
Tinsilitis!

What’s green, covered in tinsel and goes ribbet ribbet?
A mistle-toad!

Why are Christmas trees so bad at sewing?
They always drop their needles.

What would you call an elf who just won the lottery?
Welfy!

What would you call Santa’s helpers?
Subordinate Clauses.

The foregoing, a couple years ago, I discovered in a Christmas magazine edition.

Posted by MBK December,2020

Marriage Bartering ~ Part 2

 

Listening is one of the loudest forms of kindness,
observed Darlene Schacht.

You cannot negotiate with people who say:
What's mine is mine ...and what's yours is negotiable
(stated John Fitzgerald Kennedy).

With thanks to Tom, who submitted the tale of
Ed and his Wife, Norma who go to the State Fair Every Year!

Every year Ed would say, Norma, I'd like to ride in that helicopter.
And Norma always replied: I know, Ed, but that helicopter ride is fifty bucks.
And fifty bucks is fifty bucks!

One year Ed and Norma went to the fair, and Ed said: Norma:I'm 75 years old .

If I don't ride that helicopter...I might not get another chance!

To this, Norma replied: Ed, that helicopter ride is fifty bucks!

The pilot overheard the couple and said, Folks! I'll make you a deal. I'll take both of you for a ride .
If you can stay quiet for the entire ride...and don't say a word...I won't charge you a penny!
But, if you say one word, it's fifty dollars .Ed and Norma agreed...and up they went.

The pilot did all kinds of fancy manoeuvres...but not a word was heard.
He did his tricks over and over again...but still not a word!

When they landed, the pilot turned to Ed and said,
By golly, I did everything I could to get you to yell out,
but you didn't. I'm impressed.

Ed replied: Well, to tell you the truth........
I almost said something when Norma fell out! But you know...Fifty Bucks is Fifty Bucks!

Aspirations to Combat Life's Tribulations and Distress

May you have the freedom of the deer...exploring life before you.
May the forests imbue you with their majesty....

thus engaging you with perks and peaks of life;.
Seek for beauty in solitude and flights full of exuberance...
May all your valleys be peaceful...and mountain tops glorious!
(A Jackie Lawson Tribute)

After 70 years of marriage, a man is asked why the secret of a long and successful marriage:
It's simple (he replied). Two nights a week we go to a quiet restaurant..
...and enjoy exquisite food.....some candlelight...soft music...and a slow walk home.
She goes on Wednesdays ~ and I go on Saturdays!

Composed by MBK..April 30, 2020
Your comments, I appreciate

'Twas a Month Before Christmas

 

Twas a month before Christmas and all through the town
people wore masks that covered their town.

The town had begun way back in the spring,
when a giant pandemic changed everything

They called it corona, but unlike the beer,
It didn’t bring good times., it didn’t bring cheer.

Contagious and deadly, this virus spread fast
Like wildfire, that starts when fueled by gas

Airlines were grounded, travel was banned.
Borders were closed across air, sea and land.

As the world entered lockdown to flatten the curve,
The economy halted and folks lost their verve.

From March to July we rode the first wave;
People stayed home, they tried to behave.

When summer emerged, the lockdown was lifted.
But away from caution, many folks drifted.

Now it’s December and cases are spiking.
Wave two has arrived , much to our disliking.

Frontline workers, doctors and nurses
Try to save people from riding the hearses.

This virus is awful: This Covid 19.
There isn’t a cure and no vaccine here yet.’

It’s true that this year has had sadness aplenty.
We’ll never forget this year 2020

And just around the corner, the holiday season
But why be merry? Is there even one reason?

To decorate the house
When no one will see it. No one but me.

But outside my window , the snow gently falls
And I think to myself: Let’s deck the halls.

So I gather the ribbon, the garland and the bows.
As I play those old carols, my happiness grows.

Christmas isn’t cancelled and neither is hope..
If we lean on each other ~ I know we can cope.

Submitted to me by one of my faithful readers.
Comments most welcome ...realigned by MBK...December 9. 2020,

Marriage Bartering

The propensity to track, barter and exchange one for another,
is common to all men ~ and to be found in no other race of animals.

Traditionally, marriage included a kind of bantering ~ rather than their mutual inter-independence or role-sharing.

Husbands financially and economically supported wives ~
while wives emotionally ...psychologically and socially supported husbands.
He 'brought home the bacon' and she cooked it.

He fixed the plumbing and she the psyche. (stated Bettina Armat)

Been Home Together Too Long

My wife and I were watching Who Wants To Be a Millionaire, while we were bed. I turned to her and said, “Do you want to have sex?” No, she answered, Then, I said, Is that your final answer?

She didn't even look at me this time...simply saying Yes. So, I said Then, I'd like to phone a friend.

And that's when the fight started......

I took my wife to a restaurant. The waiter, for some reason, took my order first.
I'll have the rib-eye steak ...rare, please.
He said, Aren't you worried about the mad cow?

Nah, she can order for herself. And that's when the fight started......

My wife and I were sitting at a high school reunion, and she kept staring at a drunken man swigging his drink as he sat alone at a nearby table. I asked her Do you know him?
Yes she sighed, He's my old boyfriend. I understood he took to drinking right after we split up those many years ago.~ and I hear he hasn't been sober since.

My God! I said. Who would think a person could go on celebrating that long?

And then, the fight started.....

When our lawn mower broke and wouldn't run, my wife kept hinting to me that I should get it fixed.
But, somewhat I always had something else to take care of first.: the shed, the boat, making beer.
Always something important to me. Finally, she thought of a clever way to make her point.

When I arrived home one day, I found her seated in the tall grass...
busily snipping away with a tiny pair of scissors.

I watched silently for a short time and then went into the house. I was gone only a minute ~ and when I returned, I handed her a toothbrush. I said When you finish cutting the grass, you might as well sweep the driveway. The doctors say I will walk again, but I will always have a limp.

My wife sat down next to me as I was flipping channels and asked,

What's on the TV? I said Dust.
Took the doctor 3 hours to remove the remote from my ear.

Saturday morning i got up early...quietly dressed...made my lunch...and slipped quietly into the garage.

I hooked the boat up to the van and proceeded to back out into a torrential downpour. The wind was blowing 50 mph , so I pulled back into the garage...turned on the radio...and discovered that the weather would be bad all day. I went back into the house ...quietly undressed...and slipped back into bed.
I cuddled up to my wife's back; now with a different anticipation ...and whispered:
The weather out there is terrible.

My loving wife of 5 years replied: And can you believe my stupid husband is out fishing in that?

And that's how the fight started.....

My wife was hinting about what she wanted for our upcoming anniversary. She said, I want something shiny that goes from 0 to 160 in about 3 seconds. I bought her a bathroom scale.
And then, the fight started.....

After retiring, I went to the Social Security office to apply for my pension. The woman behind the counter asked me for my driver's licence to verify my age. I looked in my pockets and realized i had left my wallet at home. I told the woman that I was very sorry, but I would need to go home and return a little later. The woman said, Unbutton your shirt. So, I opened my shirt revealing my curly silver hair. She said That silver hair on your chest is proof enough for me...and she processed my Social Security application. When I got home, I excitedly told my wife about my experience at the Social Security office. She said You should have dropped your pants. You would have got disability too. And then, the fight started!

My wife was standing nude...looking in the bedroom mirror. She was not happy with what she saw and said to me I feel horrible; I look old, fat and ugly, and I really need you to pay me a compliment.

I replied Your eyesight's damn near perfect!

The foregoing are just some of the recent reports.
Stand by for the marital stress.
Justifiable homicide appears to be the best strategy.

The foregoing experiences were forwarded by one of my faithful readers...Thank You!

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When All Else Fails ~ Compromise is Often the Best Solution
My husband of several years, employed by Stelco Research, returning from work one day asked
This summer ~ would you like to go camping?”
“Yes” I replied, knowing our little boy also would enjoy this week or two.
That was the last I heard of Camping!!!!

Being of Chilean descent, family gatherings and cultural activities were his forte!
The following summer, I suggested we join another Chilean family living here in Burlington for a week or two vacation at a family holiday resort in Northern Ontario's Muskoka area.
With 2 lovely daughters, it was the best two-week vacation we ever had!
Fun and enjoyment for all.

When a teen, my son would consult me with an open-minded-question...trusting of course the answer was in his favour...dubious about his intention, I'd reply I suppose so! It's worth considering'. Observant he was to my likes (and dislikes ) he still states to this day:
I know why you love this...because it's different!

Author: MBK...written April 29, 2020

Trivia ~ Possibly Unknown

 

GLASS takes one million years to decompose, which means it never wears out and can be recycled an infinite amount of times.

Gold is the only metal that doesn’t rust, even if’s buried in the ground for thousands of years.

Your Tongue is the only muscle in your body that is attached at one end only.

If You Stop Getting Thirsty, you need to drink more water. When a human body is dehydrated , its thirst mechanism shuts off.

Zero is the only number that cannot be represented by Roman Numerals.

Kites were used in the American Civil War to deliver letters and newspapers.

The Song Auld Lang Sang was sung at the stroke of midnight in almost every English -speaking country in the world to bring in the new year.

Drinking water after eating reduces the acid in your mouth by 61%. Drinking a glass of water before you eat, may help digestion and curb appetite.

Peanut Oil is used for cooking in submarines because it doesn’t smoke unless it’s heated above 450 degrees.

The roar that we hear when we place a sea shell to our ear, is not the ocean ~ but rather the sound of blood surging through the veins in the ear.

Nine out of every ten living things live in the ocean.

The banana cannot reproduce itself. It can be propagated only by the hand of man.

Airports at higher altitudes require a longer airstrip due to lower air density.

The University of Alaska spans four time zones.

The tooth is the only part of the human body that cannot heal itself.

In ancient Greece tossing an apple to a girl, was a traditional proposal of marriage. Catching it, meant she accepted.

Communications paid $28 million dollars for the copyright to the song Happy Birthday which was written in 1935,

Intelligent people have more zinc and copper in their hair.

A comet’s tail always points away from the sun.

The Swine Flu vaccine in 1976 caused more deaths & illness than the disease it was tended to prevent.

The military salute is a motion that evolved from medieval times when knights in armour raised their visors to reveal their identity.

If you get to the bottom of a well or a tall chimney and look up: you can sees stars in the middle of a day.

When a person dies, ‘hearing’ is the last sense to go. The first sense is sight.

In ancient times, strangers shook hands to show that they were unarmed.

Strawberries and cashews are the only fruits whose seeds grow on the outside.

The moon moves about 2 inches away from Earth each year.

The Earth gets 100 tons heavier every day due to falling space dust.

Due to the Earth’s gravity, it is impossible for mountains to be higher than 15,000 metres.

Soldiers do not march in step when going across bridges because they could set up a vibration which could be sufficient to knock the bridge down.

Everything weighs 1% less at the equator.

The letter J does not a appear anywhere on the periodic table of elements. 

The foregoing I graciously thank Tom who shares with us all this neat information.

Comments welcome: compiled by MBK October 7, 2020.

Daily Inspiration

 

Our days are a kaleidoscope. Every instant a change takes place in the contents:

New Harmonies...New Contrasts...New Combinations of all sort. Nothing ever happens twice alike.
(Henry Ward Beecher)

Daily, at my door, The Hamilton Spectator is delivered (excluding Sundays and Holidays).

It is my breakfast incentive with a cup of hot brewed coffee. From the Readers Write Column ~ a recent read inspired me... headed by a couple walking devotedly through a country meadow.

Daily, I glance through the Death Notices (although for a few days, very few had deceased.). Yet WOW! Today's column, covering several pages, listed about 60 deaths. Hurrah! My Name was not there!

Daily I attempt to solve the daily Crossword Puzzles.

Several comic strips absolutely make my day: Hagar the Horrible...Blondie...Sherman's Lagoon...Garfield...Dennis the Menace...Hi and Lois...Dilbert...Drabble...and Peanuts!
So much, from these characters, we learn about Life!

Horoscopes often invite me to check out Pisces.
The TV Guide to which I subscribe, is a 'must' for a selection of programs to watch.

Prior to Pandemic's Isolation
Twice monthly I arranged Movie Night on Thursday evenings at 7 PM. Either from the local Library,
or in-residence tenants, I selected videos of interest (avoiding War Stories, Vengeance and Crime).

Since the inception of September, with an in-house friend, we created and developed Prayers and Praise Programs (scheduled Tuesday afternoons twice monthly) in which the singing of hymns is its foremost theme. Notices about these I post near the mailboxes and main floor elevator.

As you can ascertain ~ the Corona Virus has affected many city activities
that cancelled...and including all programs in our Senior Residence!

LIFE I value for the many attributes and conveniences ~ mainly my healthy maintenance

for a Senior~SeniorAge!

I value my family and long-time friends. I value skills developed over many years which occupy both mind and body. Sports (skiing, tennis, golf and dance) kept me physically fit!

However, since Arth Ritus beset these interests, I developed 'writing skills' which, online, I frequently publish under: Merle's Kaleidoscope of Life.
For me: I have a wonderful Life!

I fill my life with so much positivity, happiness and brilliance

that God, may one day say with utmost pride:

This is the most amazing Kaleidoscope to view!
Although an unknown author ... this, also is my mantra!

Written by MBK...April 20, 2020.
Comments most welcome

Teacher Making a Difference

As she stood in front of her 5th grade class on the very first day of school, she told the children an untruth. Like most teachers, she looked at her students and said that she loved them all the same. However, that was impossible, because there in the front row, slumped in his seat, was a little boy named Teddy Stoddard.

Mrs. Thompson had watched Teddy the year before and noticed that he did not play well with the other children, that his clothes were messy and that he constantly needed a bath. In addition, Teddy could be unpleasant.

It got to the point where Mrs. Thompson would actually take delight in marking his papers with a broad red pen, making bold X's and then putting a big "F" at the top of his papers.

At the school where Mrs. Thompson taught, she was required to review each child's past records and she put Teddy's off until last. However, when she reviewed his file, she was in for a surprise.

Teddy's first grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is a bright child with a ready laugh. He does his work neatly and has good manners... he is a joy to be around.."

His second grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is an excellent student, well liked by his classmates, but he is troubled because his mother has a terminal illness and life at home must be a struggle."

His third grade teacher wrote, "His mother's death has been hard on him. He tries to do his best, but his father doesn't show much interest and his home life will soon affect him if some steps aren't taken."

Teddy's fourth grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is withdrawn and doesn't show much interest in school. He doesn't have many friends and he sometimes sleeps in class."

By now, Mrs. Thompson realized the problem and she was ashamed of herself. She felt even worse when her students brought her Christmas presents, wrapped in beautiful ribbons and bright paper, except for Teddy's. His present was clumsily wrapped in the heavy, brown paper That he got from a grocery bag Mrs. Thompson took pains to open it in the middle of the other presents. Some of the children started to laugh when she found a rhinestone bracelet with some of the stones missing, and a bottle that was one-quarter full of perfume.. But she stifled the children's laughter when she exclaimed how pretty the bracelet was, putting it on, and dabbing some of the perfume on her wrist. Teddy Stoddard stayed after school that day just long enough to say, "Mrs. Thompson, today you smelled just like my Mom used to." After the children left, she cried for at least an hour.

On that very day, she quit teaching reading, writing and arithmetic. Instead, she began to teach children. Mrs. Thompson paid particular attention to Teddy. As she worked with him, his mind seemed to come alive. The more she encouraged him, the faster he responded. By the end of the year, Teddy had become one of the smartest children in the class and, despite her lie that she would love all the children the same, Teddy became one of her "teacher's pets.."

A year later, she found a note under her door, from Teddy, telling* her that she was still the best teacher he ever had in his whole life.

Six years went by before she got another note from Teddy. He then wrote that he had finished high school, third in his class, and she was still the best teacher he ever had in life.

Four years after that, she got another letter, saying that while things had been tough at times, he'd stayed in school, had stuck with it, and would soon graduate from college with the highest of honours. He assured Mrs. Thompson that she was still the best and favourite teacher he had ever had in his whole life.

Then four more years passed and yet another letter came. This time he explained that after he got his bachelor's degree, he decided to go a little further. The letter explained that she was still the best and favourite teacher he ever had. But now his name was a little longer.... The letter was signed, Theodore F. Stoddard, MD.

The story does not end there. You see, there was yet another letter that spring. Teddy said he had met this girl and was going to be married. He explained that his father had died a couple of years ago and he was wondering if Mrs. Thompson might agree to sit at the wedding in the place that was usually reserved for the mother of the groom.

Of course, Mrs. Thompson did. And guess what? She wore that bracelet, the one with several rhinestones missing. Moreover, she made sure she was wearing the perfume that Teddy remembered his mother wearing on their last Christmas together.

They hugged each other, and Dr. Stoddard whispered in Mrs. Thompson's ear, "Thank you Mrs. Thompson for* believing in me. Thank you so much for making me feel important and showing me that I could make a difference."

Mrs. Thompson, with tears in her eyes, whispered back. She said, "Teddy, you have it all wrong. You were the one who taught me that I could make a difference. I didn't know how to teach until I met you."

(For you that don't know, Teddy Stoddard is the Dr. at Iowa Methodist Hospital in Des Moines that has the Stoddard Cancer Wing.)

Vimy's Historic Tale

 I'm a little acorn~ oval and stout
Dwelling in an oak tree in a forest green;
And when the wind blows, I am sheltered in its leaves.
Said my “Mother Oak” as she sat her tree within.
“Remember, little acorn ~ originally, you're a British-English Oak!”

When previous French attacks failed to capture Vimy Ridge,
the Canadian corp in 1917, seized the Ridge: a 7-kilo-length.
After the battle was won, Leslie Millen (from Milliken, Ontario) ~
as a Ridge souvenir ~ he found my Mother Oak half buried ~
and gathered a handful of her fallen acorns.
And on his family farm in Scarborough, east of Toronto,
he planted all his acorns ~ trusting they'd survive and grow.

In January 2015, the process began with professional arbonists.
Taking cuttings from the crowns of the oaks that survived,
they grafted them onto basic root stock.
These saplings have been grown at NVK Connon Nurseries.
These saplings are now available for private Canadian plantings
to commemorate The Battle of Vimy Ridge.
For many, many months and many, many saplings,
they were nourished and nursed with NVK love.

And Guess What! I've Been Adopted!
Proudly I stood with about a 4-foot-plus-narrow trunk,
with 2 short branches either side at alternating levels.
Surely someone would yearn me ~ take me home ~
even though I had no leaves, yet!
About a thousand of us to be sold as

Memorial Trees ~ and to honour Canadians who fought at Vimy Ridge.
A little birdie told us ~ there's a Vimy Tree planted at Waterdown's Legion
and one planted at Burlington's City Hall.

It was on Monday, April 23/18 ~ a cool, sunny day ~
an arborist came to retrieve ME~ stating that a West Lincoln family
would lovingly care for ME ~ a Vimy Ridge Oak!
And there she was: the Grandmother...her daughter and family
who were being presented a wedding anniversary gift
to plant on their 23-acre property backing on woodland
and Chippewa Creek.

After purchasing me, our photo was taken on the Nursery's front patio
with the botanist who selected me.

The family kept me in a cool protected room to 'climatize' a few days.
Following directions to plant and care for me, they placed me in rich soil
...and ever so straight, I stood!
They christened me VIMY as Grandmother had suggested!
So exuberant we all were ~ when by the end of May
milder weather arrived: I Sprouted Leaves!
I called Grandma about my quick growth in this, my country home.
I just hope that the visiting deer - won't chew my leaves of green!

(For more information: contact NVK Connon Nurseries in West Flamboro, Ontario.)
The foregoing: composed by MBK...October 4, 2018

Saga of the Acorn
The creation of a thousand forests ~ is in one acorn!
(Ralph Waldo Emerson)

Thomas Carlyle further states: When the oak is felled, the whole forest echoes
with its fall...but a hundred acorns are sown in silence by an unnoticed breeze.

Hope Jahren comments that every acorn on the ground
is just as alive as the 300-year-old oak tree that towers above it.

And James Allen muses:
The oak sleeps in the acorn...
The bird waits in the egg...
and in the highest vision of the soul...
a waking angel stirs.

Dreams are the seedlings of realities!

Comments welcome:
Written and Submitted by MBK
November 2020