Wha.. ?
Huh?...
Forward, march....
When you're down and troubled and you need some loving care...
I go through my 'uhhgs' just like the next Jack or Jill... but...
I got to thinking this morning...
I've decided life is perty darn good, I'm lucky and I have MUCH to look forward too!
I ain't talking like waiting, going on a cruise... (could be I guess)... but, if that's the boat that floats your boat, nice, and more fervor toya...
I'm a simpleton.. little things loom large..
I can't wait for... Wordle.. Daily Sudoku... the good, fun, happy stuff on Facebook...
The sport's page... the ability to play weed eater and scroll past, or, choose to read goodies in the newspaper that intrigue me and sometimes even inform me.
You.
You there? What's your fervor in life?
Sneaking a baby good morning kiss, even with the realization the brush and the toothpaste better be your next stop?
Are you onea them that can't wait to step outside (that's me, Winter Spring Summer or Fall), crank that car (Yay! TY for [almost always] starting!)... and from there it's on to.....
The Community Book Pantry in hopes of a 300 page paperback by your favorite author? Or, maybe your perk, fervor, is the 6 books you brought in the WallyWorld sack you're donating so others can have good reads? Kudos.
Little in life is big. You an artist with ingredients, recipes, pinches, tsp's, tblsp's... stove, stovetop, deep fryer, yada, and, seeing your 'artwork' shared via fork and spoon, thereby creating smiles and full bellies?
It's so easy to fall in fervor,
It's so easy to fall in fervor...
It seems so easy,
Yeah, so doggone easy
Oh it seems so easy...
Uh huh, we could look at things differently....glumly..
Darkly....
But seems when we allow. .it's so easy to fall in fervor...
I'm unique, just like you...
My fervor, your fervors...
Sunrises, sunsets, water, seeing smiles, happy, little kids, oldsters holding hands... a BIG beef burrito from Rancho Grande. Yeah, I know that don't fit in the sentence, but that's the beauty of fervor...
The County Fair... tiny goblins and witches on Halloween...
A snow angel... may take awhile, but, the ability to get back up.
A game of catch... as November rides into December the growing number of light displays...
The clank of an aluminum bat and a slide into home.. the 'organized ' 4 yr old soccer game, some lil' gal with gorgeous curly locks, purple team, well on her way to score a goal at the wrong end, 20 parents screeching, 20 more ready to roll on the ground from laughing.
A text. Caller ID when it brings a smile.. seeing a classmate in the aisle at Piggly...
A moving sermon. Body parts that may ache, but, they're still moving. Gettin' ridda those damn ear hairs in fronta the mirror.
A PB&J, mebbe fervor for you is a BLT... or, a jog at the YMCA..
I have fervor for people I ain't met yet. The rear view mirror. Color me a weirdo, I have fervor in looking forward to remembering back.
Girl Scout Cookies. A parade. A dog on a walk, what's happier than that?!!
A deer or seven when they ain't in the roadway. A snake, headed, the other way.
Quiet. Peace. Girls night out. A golf foursome with familiar geezers.
Hearing the furnace come on on a brrrrr night. Walking in the rain. Coming in outta the rain.
A campground, fireplace, fireworks, a fat cat zonked atop the sofa. That heavenly plunge into bed at the end of a fervor day..
So little, so much.
Easily entertained I guess I am.
I hope you are too.
I'm in fervor of it.
Oh yeah, the game on Sunday.
Love, Victurd Schultze (Distant cousin of Charles Schulz)
(One more... the fact that AI or whover it is.. once I type 'Vi....' up pops Victurd in suggestive type. My typecast fervor, so to speak...or type)
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