I like to wander the neighborhood when it is barely light. There are always people strolling about. The seasonal changes are just beginning as some of the flowers begin the process of throwing out their seeds. I try to save some for next years plantings and some, I just give back to nature, letting them sprout wherever she plants them.

Even the trees are friendly in my neighborhood. I wave good morning back to him. Oh, you know him!! That is my knight, standing tall and guarding my thoughts. Just like always.

I bend down to tie my shoe and notice a bit of sun shining in my eyes. Don't you just love how flowers brighten up the day with a spot of color? This picture is dedicated to #WednesdayYellow #ColorChallenge by @Kalemandra, who colors my world, every single day.

Today is clean up day for the neighbor. I have been conditioned to doing mine on the weekend, or closer to it. He was up and out doing his yard before the sun barely had a chance to heat up the sidewalks. I do like that there is a lot of pride in ownership here. I see him coming with the weed wacker now. Hey!! Can you do mine too? Sometimes he does mine across the front of my yard if it looks like I haven't had time for it. Some days, I have done his for the same reason. Who doesn't want to have a neighbor like that? I see the neighbors more than my relatives.

Look up to the sky!

¸.♥´¸.•♥¨) Let the sun shine in on your life
So the joy may touch your soul
(¸.•´♥ (¸.•´ ♥

As always, keep on singing that song!! And just like that, this post is done. Thank you for stopping by and saying hello, leaving your words behind... and just so you know, although much sun and shine were used up today, I can guarantee that there is still a little left in my heart. Have a most fabulous day! And keep on Forking! That never gets old!

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I always post this poem down at the bottom of my posts. It is one that has become so near and dear to my heart. I only post the most famous part of it, but, wanted to post it in its entirety today.

they set my aunts house on fire
i cried the way women on tv do
folding at the middle
like a five pound note.
i called the boy who use to love me
tried to ‘okay’ my voice
i said hello
he said warsan, what’s wrong, what’s happened?

i’ve been praying,
and these are what my prayers look like;
dear god
i come from two countries
one is thirsty
the other is on fire
both need water.

later that night
i held an atlas in my lap
ran my fingers across the whole world
and whispered,
"where does it hurt?"
it answered,

"everywhere"
"everywhere"
"everywhere"

warsan shire

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