A Little Painted Path

More Painting

Here is a little more detail on the same picture...a sweet little path for you to imagine...

A Little Artwork

Here's a portion of a little picture that I painted just recently,with love to friends and family.

You

Sometimes,all that I need to feel happy,is to think of you~

From The Treasure Chest

"I believe in the immortality of the soul because I have within me immortal longings."
                                                        ~Helen Keller
"We are haunted by an ideal life,and it is because we have within us the beginning and the possibility of it."  ~Phillips Brooks

"There's More"
 We only see a little of the ocean,
A few miles distance from the rocky shore;
But oh! out there beyond--beyond our life's horizon
There's more--There's more.
                                              ~Author Unknown
Heaven often seems distant and unknown,but if he who made the road thither is our guide,we need not fear to lose the way.
                                             ~Henry Van Dyke
These sayings are taken from a lovely book I found recently,while antiquing. It is titled,"The Treasure Chest",and is copyright 1965 by Charles L.Wallis. Printed in the United States,by Harper and Row Publishers,Incorporated.

Happy Mother's Day!

To hear the whispered voice
of another's heart
and understand unspoken words
are talents of those lucky few~
people who are precious to the   world.~Theresa Ann Hunt
The Heroism of the Mother
Is not the highest heroism that which is free even from the approbation of the best and the wisest? The heroism which is known only to our Father,who seeth in secret? The God-like lives lived in obscurity? How many thousands of heroines there must be now,of whom we shall never know. But still they are there. They sow in secret the seed of which we pluck the flower,and eat the fruit,and know not that we pass the sower daily in the streets.
     One form of heroism~the most common,and yet the least remembered of all~namely,the heroism of the average mother. Ah! When I think of that broad fact, I gather hope again for poor humanity; and this dark world looks bright~this diseased world looks wholesome to me once more~because,whatever else it is not full of, it is at least full of mothers. ~Charles Kingsley~
    ~From the book,FOR A VERY SPECIAL PERSON
       Copywright 1976,Hallmark Cards,Inc.
        Kansas City,Missouri  United States of America

From The Kindly Neighbor

I have a kindly neighbor, one who stands
Beside my gate and chats with me awhile,
Giving me the glory of his radiant smile
And comes at times to help with willing hands
No station high or rank this man commands;
He too,must trudge, as I,the long day's mile; And yet,devoid of pomp or gaudy style, He has a worth exceeding stocks or lands. ~To him I go when sorrow's at my door; On him I lean when burdens come my way; Together oft
we talk our trials o'er,  And there is warmth in each goodnight we say. ~A kindly neighbor! Wars and strife shall end ~When man has made the man next door his friend. ~Edgar A.Guest

      ~From a Hallmark book entitled, "For a Very Special Person", a little book that is a tribute to different kinds of friendship,Copywright 1976 ~Hallmark Cards~Kansas City,Missouri~Printed in the United States of America