May 28, 2012
"Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all. " ~ Emily Dickinson
"Hiding in Plain Sight" is my title for this POTD.
I spotted this lone feather in an old cemetary not too far from our home. Bill and I were spending a Sunday afternoon riding the motorcycle, and exploring the backroads around our house. We stumbled upon this old graveyard that was so pretty and nestled in the trees near a creek. Most of the graves were from burials in the late 1800's and we enjoyed reading the tombstones and enjoying the beautiful location of this place.
Well, after having been home for a couple of weeks, I am leaving today to fly to Birmingham, AL and I'll be spending the week there working. It's tough to travel, but the days will pass quickly because of all the meetings upon meetings with my departments located there, and then some of the Spanish folks from our parent bank are coming over to discuss real estate. So I may have very little time to comment in the evenings, but I will do the best I can to keep up.
I'll be back home in Dallas on Friday, then leave again on the following Monday for a tour of properties in South Texas, so there's another week I'll be gone from my sweetheart Bill and home. Awh, Such is life.
Have a fantastic and feathery day my friends!