AMERICA THE BEAUTIFUL ~ EGGS-ACTLY

“I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being with an independent will.” - ... 

Freedom is not worth having if it does not include the freedom to make mistakes.” - ...

“The only real prison is fear, and the only real freedom is freedom from fear.” -
In the pasture Thursday evening watching and listening to the very loud geese do a fly-over

It hit me as I was having coffee, granola and blueberries early this morning ~ it’s been a year, already. Then I remembered I had made pictures on the porch Thursday of the boys when the sun was shining so brightly and Harry was enjoying basking in the rays while Bogie tucked his head through the railing hoping to spot a critter or hiker.

After work we headed down the mountain to spend some time in the pasture before the predicted rain arrived on Friday. I wanted to run it and obviously Bogie was in for that, so the Prince got to take it easy and enjoy the great trek down in the all- terrain stroller ~ the weather and temperature were hitting ‘perfect’ on my meter.

A year now of warnings, induced fear, enclosure, cut-off’s, cover up’s, stay away’s, do not’s or else you can’t come in….and a myriad of other things ~

Each to his or her own, at least for now. Depending on the world or environment one has lived in in past days, these last twelve months may have caused feelings and thoughts from times past to surface. Feelings and memories which must be moved through daily, a step at a time ~ but faced with the reality of what was, what has been moved through and fought for and now ~ where others say we need to or should be again. Maybe not literally in the same sense, but nonetheless a very familiar mindset.

What does freedom mean to me personally and why? A question each person must answer on his or her own according to their own heart, knowledge and convictions.

At day’s end, to me personally there’s nothing greater than freedom ~ with freedom stems every action of one’s life. What does one do all day, each day that does not involve freedom? Nothing. Freedom ~ a priceless gift.

In the pasture ~ freedom to roam
My boys couldn’t be happier
Bogie getting his run on with mom
The Prince feeling great
Bogie looking for deer and bear
Go where you feel most alive
Heading down, then to head back up
Getting dusky
The most important kind of freedom is to be what you really are. You trade in your reality for a role. You trade in your sense for an act. You give up your ability to feel, and in exchange, put on a mask. There can't be any large-scale revolution until there's a personal revolution, on an individual level. It's got to happen inside first.
Jim MORRISON

From a mountain girl’s heart

16 thoughts on “AMERICA THE BEAUTIFUL ~ EGGS-ACTLY

  1. The boys are wonderful, your words have really touched me, I have found this last year my mind has been buzzing with memories, some good some not, and as here in England we are still on lockdown freedom is restricted and it makes me thankful for such small things like enjoying fresh air and a lovely walk, but the year has been tough for sure xx

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  2. Love this ! Freedom is being myself no mask and an explanations ! This year has taught me a great deal about myself and how I will never take freedom for grant it . Our for fathers fought for this . They paved the way and paid the price for us ..

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  3. It was a tenuous year in 2020 on so many levels Yes, one has to escape fear to take charge of one’s destiny and happiness You do that so we’ll, Carol, and are an inspiration❣️

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  4. The photos are just phenomenal, as always, Carol! So enjoy your adventures with your boys. Freedom is at the heart of all we have to enjoy in our lives. We must never take it for granted & always seek to protect our God given freedoms.

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