genesis in the blossoms

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the long winter has warmed.

our sweet Spring has stored her winter blanket for anew.

the brown, crisp grasses have given way to new growth.  green hope.

this life is meant for twirling your skirt in the sun,

and recovering the roots of spirit, with dirty fingertips.

i embrace this time with a straw hat, cutoff jeans.

welcome to you

dear, sweet, intoxicating spring!

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we have been waiting a long winter’s night.

we are poised for the show, and ready to embrace your distinct, delicious scent.

we are each a seed in the Master Gardener’s palm.

He plants us deep down,
so we can appreciate getting up.

we are formed in the image of God,

our blessings, each petal,

a glimpse of His love for us.

just as the bud wiggles through the nutrient rich soil,

it’s strength earned through the harsh winds,

i fight with all my might to do this life on my own,

when

i need to just look up.

and He is there.

always.

ready to offer warmth, a pull upward.

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i feel the weight/wait of the sun’s warmth.

or perhaps the Son’s warmth?

He gave me nourishment, allowed for a stretch and heard me beg for deeper roots,

so i can help those who struggle too.

to share what i know about shining.

growing, weeding, pruning.

i believe it goes both ways.

because i certainly wilt when i should stand tall,

and i certainly blow wind around like i am the weather maker,

especially when i should be still.

but! spring is hope.  we all need that, yes?  🙂

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unraveling in our layers of doubt, we should’ve known,

dear, ridiculously unpredictable spring,

that you will show up and heal, just as He does,

even though we don’t know sometimes when the trees will flower, we anticipate it.

but we know, we always know you will come.

when every sweet chirp leaves us a bit anxious . . .

but you will show.

in cherry blossoms, and wet, muddy splashes.

you show up, as a gift

and we just need to accept You.

i believe it is time to get muddy, and frolick around a bit in the Son. ♥

go forth and twirl.

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accomplishment

there is a diligence needed in hard work.

it may pay off in the likes of fragrance,

in abundance,

in wealth of magnatudes that my simple-seeking mind cannot fathom

. . . but every once in a while, hard work becomes something to just sit and admire . . . especially if it involves the sun.

thank you, God for the creation of these sunflowers. xo, barb

gardener revisited

how do you continue to everyday.

how do you possibly make it another day without the knowledge of any kind of break from hard work.

you don’t know. but you certainly don’t quit.you continue.you make it.

you work harder.

you pray for others.

you keep the faith.

you keep your chin up because that is what God wants you to do.

and, the miracles,

they will happen.

eventually. bit by bit.  seed by seed. pea by pea.

this is my motto.  this is my breath.  this is what keeps me going even when my wings feel broken.  there is a miracle out there with my name on it.  

it is called

life. 

i just have to get up every morning and make it the best,

most lovely work i can. 

be for it, pray for it. 

the world, this world will be better by my own hands.  i will keep sowing.

(attempts from my first garden)

moving

there is certainly the ebb.
there is certainly the flow.
there is certainly the flood.
there is certainly the drought.
what we must remember is to
continue to move.

forward.

move forward.

love each other through it.
change, as we must.
because again tomorrow
there will be ebb, flow
flood and drought.
but if we are moving, we are in charge of where we go.

be forever lovely my friends.

xo,

blf

endless

we struggle. we hrmmppphhh into our hands. we cackle. we triumph. we struggle again. then, when we cannot take another moment of this.thing.that.drives.us.to.eat.drink.shoptilwedrop.curse.sweat.stress.out!

we look up, and realize that there are endless possibilites, and maybe just this once, we forgive ourselves for not being perfect, and knowing that we are boundless in our attempt to always make the best out of life.

the human spirit is magical.

be forever trying.

xo,

blf

one earthly year

 HAPPY EARTH DAY 2011 ~  NEW YEAR, NEW LOOK, NEW COMMITMENT TO BE FOREVER LOVELY!!!

you don’t need to throw something away for it to be lost forever.
take leggings. they came back, right? and i thought they only existed in Madonna’s closet or the local goodwill.  what about trash? does it truly ever go away? does it make it to the place where we never see/smell/touch it again?  what about those clothes that you toss out when they have a teeny hole, and can’t be worn in public anymore. tosstown? uh, no!  why not try to make a rag out of it? new duster? (i am firm believer in dusting, although that doesn’t mean i ACTUALLY dust).
what about making a reusable grocery bag out of your favorite frat shirt.  send me your scraps, and i’ll make a fun scarf out of your lovely patterns and out-dated garbs. what about your books?  donate them to your local library so someone else can enjoy.

and, most importantly, what about our paper and plastic waste? the glossy ads we get in the mail? garbagecantown? uh, try again. RECYCLE those amazing Tweety Bird check order forms, they do not need to take up residence in the landfill, nor in your junk drawer.

now, i am not trying to be a self-righteous person here.  i am just thinking though…if we all decided that we were going to reuse that plastic silverware that came with the taco bell “meat”y gordita meal, we are saving it from going to dumpsville.  and nobody likes dumpsville, except internet dating sites.

so, i was hoping, since this is my one year anniversary post of my little blog that is about being lovely, that we should make a better effort – to laugh and be light, and to WASTE LESS.  i am not lovely always, or forever, or even for a month or week straight.  but, then i decide that having a dance party in the family room to Beethoven IS more important than having no fun at all (read: doing dishes, and yes, eventually they get wershed), and maybe looking like a “weirdo” at work for washing and reusing my plastic utensils a few times is awesome.

i start to remember that even though there is terrible, tragic, unthinkable sadness always happening around me, i do not need to have it be ALL that i think about.  i dream of one day owning a horse (name undetermined); a black and white cow, named Patches; a bison named Faux; and three (unnamed as of yet) dogs; perhaps a rabbit and definitely some chickens, but mostly, i dream of  .  .  .  land. 

but, i won’t really OWN the land you see.  i own my dreams, but my future is not guaranteed, unless i choose to make a BETTER NOW.

the land we see, the land we love, the land from here to there….(insert patriotic flag waving here), it is NOT OURS to OWN.  we live here.  we work the land, but, my friends, we don’t get to invest it in the local credit union and earn interest.  but, we get to see things like this:

 

and being able to see things like this are a PRIVILEGE.  we won’t have this privilege forever, we won’t be seeing these colors for eternity if we throw out “useless” stuff.  we are consumers, i get that.  what i am proposing is we consume what is freely ours to see.  to touch.  to walk around and love.  are you excited about farmer’s markets?  about supporting your local town and reducing the carbons?  about helping everyone, including our beautiful planet?  walk somewhere, ride a bike, skateboard (but wear a helmet y’all), make a piece of art out of something you would’ve tossed.

when was the last time you went for a bike ride?  you felt the wind in your hair and knew that there could be no better feeling than flying along the path to wheeeeeee?

i got a beachcruiser style bike for my birthday, her name is stella, and i couldn’t be more excited to take her EVERYWHERE.  i am planning on decking her out with a mailbox, a basket, a mirror, and bell.

there is a super cool website that i’m going to try in my new town, called freecycle, found at www.freecycle.org.  try it with me, eh? 

waste less, want less, more LOVE to give and more BEAUTY to see

… so, please today, and every day ~ be forever lovely and let’s go! 

a powerful quote about our earth, and it’s care-taking: 

♥ “when the last tree has been cut down, when the last river been poisoned,  when the last fish been caught, and all the air is unsafe to breathe,  only then will we realize we cannot eat money.” ~ Cree Indian Proverb ♥

pictures taken by barbara l. francek and ryan s. lund

plant the seed, and the tree will grow . . . with help

happy earth day, one and all!

we all need the sunshine

hello!  welcome to be forever lovely!   please remember, this is a place to leave more happy than when you arrived.  i am trying to figure out how we can all be forever lovely by taking the experiences of every day, every moment, every whisper, and treating it as if we will be remembered by those moments.  to leave the people, the places and the things we encounter, more lovely than when we first discovered them.   be forever lovely.

act 1:

the trees are there to remind us.

we all start small.

we all need nurturing.

the winds, the rain.

we will develop differently than our fellow leaves.

we will survive winters. 

we will endure.

winters when our leaves should not have grown,

our buds may not have sprouted. 

where we question who we are as trees,

what our roots mean,

where are the crisp green, yellow, pink, white –

where have all our cells hidden?

where are the buds, the fragrant, magnificent buds of buttercup buds?

we grow forth.  we flourish.

we will occasionally feel the sunshine in our bark,

we will ache and sway for the sunshine

 as the ice queen depletes our sap supply

until we no longer recognize ourselves.

we grow strong.  we encourage.

then, just as suddenly as we feel helpless, unruly, unused –

at last! we hear the sweet chirps of spring. 

of new. 

of yesterday-sunshine;

years ago it seems we felt its warmth. 

we have made it into another season of peace,

fragrance,

laughing in the wind to the joke that all others know. 

we are triumphant.

there is some rain,

however –                                       

recovery; 

more buds, then sunshine.

we cherish the rain.

the trees are there to remember.

they are there to remind.

they teach us that everyone,

no matter the roots, nor size, or species,

thick, cracking, peeling, fresh, dewy bark,

no matter the essence,

that we need sunshine.

we all need the sunshine.

we all flourish better in the unabashed, freespirited, sunshine.

we all want the sunshine. 

spread the sunshine to those around you, by being forever lovely. 

always, and forever, be forever lovely. ♥

and now a quote from a lovely poet to leave your day lovely. . .

♥ happiness is neither virtue nor pleasure nor this thing nor that, but simply growth. we are happy when we are growing – William Butler Yeats ♥

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