Month: July 2015

In childhood,
You brought happiness by making our school days turn to unexpected holidays!

When I grew up ,
It was to your lullabies that I fell asleep
And missed Mom a bit less.

When I grew up more,
It was under your canopy that I found my first love.

Now that I am growing older ,
It’s you who make me feel Alive
And kindle the child in me ,
Once again.

I feel you in my veins,
My secret keeper,
The one who accepted all my tears as her own,
The one who made me feel alive with every touch!

It’s monsoon once again…and I just love rains…it’s beautiful and has a way of hypnotising me. I am sure there are many pluviophile out there…do share your love and go and get drenched in the love!

©~S
All posts are written by S unless otherwise stated.
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We live in a time and place where we don’t necessarily need to be skilled in a bunch of different areas. I will be the first to admit (and my wife will certainly back up) that I am not a person who you would call “handy”. I am not good at building things, fixing things, or diagnosing problems. And that is ok! I know people who are, and I know where to take things to get fixed if I need to.

This same principle applies to homesteading. I’ve discovered that I am just not cut out for milking animals. I don’t have the passion for it and I also don’t have the time I thought I would for it. Again, that is ok! There are plenty of people out there who are good at it and who do have the passion for it and those are the people I need…