Imagery by Kimberly

Surrender

As I think I have already mentioned, I always listen to Pandora on my computer while I edit and upload the images that I am about to share with you and so many times the music that randomly plays is so unbelievably and spirtually perfect for not only my chosen pictures but also for what my heart is feeling with regard to them.  Always blows my mind - to borrow a saying from my dinosaur youth - how serendiptious the music play is.

So the soulful notes that played for these images of our Papa Goose and his muscovy kids was an instrumental piece entitled "Surrender" by Paul Avgerinos.  Oh. how. beautiful.  As I listened and as I edited, I got teary.  Yes, Papa Goose has a way - no scratch that, has THE way to my heart.  And to surrender, as we know, means to give the control of something to something else.

Or SOMEONE ELSE.

Or SOMEGOOSE ELSE.

As I shared earlier, someone surrendered 10 muscovy babies to the lake - which being that they ARE muscovies - means they were surrendered to Papa Goose.  Now, one muscovy baby has "run away" or should I say flown away and is currently a part of a pekin duck family on the opposite side of the lake. One has a bad boo-boo foot and is nursing it as I type on the grass. The other 9 are all just fine!   They follow Papa and heed to his parental goose voice that believe me, sounds like no other goose on the lake.  A few years ago, Papa Goose surrendered to the geese who would not accept him in that he stopped trying for their approval and disassociated himself with all geese.  He became a free bird of his own will to only answer to Mother Nature and God. While he has been victorious in his surrender he has paid an earthly price.  He is a loner, with the exception of a few adult muscovy friends.  But in his surrender, he found his victory.  He found his voice.  He found his purpose under the sun.  He surrendered to a Higher Power.

And let me tell you something...... surrender has never been more beautiful.

 

xo 

Playing ...

Playing with texture just for fun while nursing a yucky head cold.  I hope you are having a beautiful Sunday and get to play with something you love to do too.


xo

I Interrupt....

I interrupt my own post that I shared from this morning below to now share the latest joy on the lake...

Someone dropped off 10 juvenile (think toddler) Muscovy babies.  Here is Papa Goose with five of them.... the other five were out of this shot.  There is no Mama.  Now, remember, Papa only protects the Muscovies.  

He is in absolute heaven.  In the few minutes I just had with him he has taken over and the new babes on the lake are staying right with him as they acclimate. He chased off a swan, numerous mallards, and other feathered ones who dared to come close.  He is now their father.

And they are now too big for the herons.


Life goes on and yes I am so embracing.

xo

Embrace the Moment

These summer days are so hot and so bright and so hot.  

Did I say hot?  ;-)


By the time I get done walking and spending time at the lake the heat and humidity has left me wilted.  Sweat stings my eyes and I am ready to get back to the AC because I am VERY spoiled.  I cannot imagine the days here in Florida when there was no air conditioning!  


Well, sadly, while many mallard ducklings have survived and are now growing up to be beautiful mallards, we have only one muscovy duckling left on the lake.  Poor Papa Goose has tried his VERY best to protect all of his babies from the herons but it has been a losing battle.  The herons have just been too aggressive and have outnumbered him.  The baby I have shared in this post is the one that is left and IS going to make it, I just know it.  For some reason, the herons have left this little one alone.  And oh is this baby so tiny!  Such a tiny tiny tiny soul and absolutely adorable with a capital A.  I love seeing Papa Goose, Mama Muscovy, and Baby walk the lake together. So sweet! And even though it is really hot and I am really ready to cool down, I am trying to embrace the moment or shall I say the moments of summertime on the lake.  Each season brings new gifts and yes heartbreaks, but always brings precious moments in time that I never want to miss.  Moments of beginnings and endings and everything in between. Moments that always remind me of how lucky I am to be here to see and feel.


Yes, even the sweltering summer heat.

 

xo

Bathtime

Swans love to take their baths!  They usually do so on this lake between 7 a.m. and 9 a.m.  It is a beautiful sight to see - magical, really, as they splish and splash in the early morning light.


xo

Sunshine...

Sunshine on my shoulders makes me happy
Sunshine in my eyes can make me cry
Sunshine on the water looks so lovely
Sunshine, almost always, makes me high

If I had a day that I could give you
I'd give to you a day just like today
If I had a song that I could sing for you
I'd sing a song to make you feel this way

Sunshine on my shoulders makes me happy
Sunshine in my eyes can make me cry
Sunshine on the water looks so lovely
Sunshine, almost always, makes me high

If I had a tale that I could tell you
I'd tell a tale sure to make you smile
If I had a wish that I could wish for you
I'd make a wish for sunshine all the while

Sunshine on my shoulders makes me happy
Sunshine in my eyes can make me cry
Sunshine on the water looks so lovely
Sunshine, almost always, makes me high
Sunshine, almost all the time, makes me high
Sunshine, almost always

 

Songwriters
Palmer, David / King, Carole

Do you remember this John Denver song?  I love it.  And you.

 

xo

Summer Days

Ahh these Florida summer days.  They are so hot, humid,and rainy. But they are beautiful inside and out.  And love can be found all around, especially on a comfy couch.

;-)

 

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For You

You are SO appreciated!  Thank you for all of your visits, comments, and love over the years.  It is such a joy to share with you.  You are so special to me.

Thank you for everything!

Love,
Kim

Time

I hope you are having a wonderful week.  I cannot believe it is July 3 already. I know we ask this all of the time, but seriously, where does the time go?

Speaking of time, I am so grateful to have had the most beautiful time yesterday afternoon with Papa Goose and his babies.  I sat down on the rocks next to where they were sleeping and it was just so peaceful.  The noise of the town seemed to drift away and time truly did seem to stand still.  I could sit and watch these babies sleep forever.  They are absolutely precious as they snuggle with each other and breathe their sweet breaths together.  When they hear something fly above them, they open their eyes and look to see what it is and then quickly shut them again.  Their tiny, curious, defenseless, trusting souls are so precious indeed.

Yes time does go and time does fly.  And some babies get to fly and have their days here on earth and some do not.  But each and every one has a purpose under the sun.

May God Bless them always.  

xo

On Guard

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