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Educational tree, Woodward Elementary School

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Examining the words, 

it took some time to~

~ Read,

~ Process,

~ Understand

~ Put into action.

Here are the Wall Mural’s words:

“Sharpen the Saw”

“Synergize”

“Seek first to Understand,

Then to be Understood”

“Think  Win-Win” 

“Put first things first”

“Begin with the end in mind”

and

“Be Proactive.”

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Author’s Interpretation

~ Robin 

I liked the concept of a tree to hang

words on, growing and searching.

Then building from roots and

using branches as scaffolds.

I like also idea of stretching,

growing,  gathering  strength. 

In a tree’s lifetime, it must

rely upon sun, water and air.

What did you learn from the 

teacher who may have painted this?

Winter’s emerging pale colors

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Gray, slate blue, baby blue

~~~ Skies ~~~

Swath of peach melba,

just enough to barely see.

Grainy green, scratchy tan grass.

Branches reaching, touching

corner of brilliant pine green.

Just a thought or two to

set your mind at ease.

Mild weather with

no storms ahead.

~ by reocochran xo

Sweet Caroline lyrics:

(Neil Diamond)

“Touching me,

Touching you.”

Happy birthday

dear Feb. 12th

famous people:

Abraham Lincoln,

Charles Darwin,

Lorne Greene,

Arsenio Hall!

(and others.)

🎂    🍾    🎁    

Trees are elegant

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Stately sturdy trees,

Elegant, balanced examples of

Nature’s soldiers.

Their beauty is bewitching,

Silhouettes enchanting,

Nature’s finest example of giving:

Oxygen, 

thanks to green chlorophyll,

Homes for. . .

creatures as big as 

Orangutans and Cheetahs,

(Children, too.)

Homes for. . .

songsters sweet and chirping.

Chittering, chattering pranksters

chipmunks and squirrels

chasing each other, 

such scampering imps!

Trees open their arms

and embrace us all.

In their final hour, 

providing

wood for warmth

and furniture.

words written by ~

Robin Oldrieve Cochran.

Winter in January, 2017.

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Prayer at Sunrise

“O greater Maker of this Thy great sun,

Give me the strength this 

one day’s race to run.

Fill me with light,

Fill me with sunlight strength.

Fill me with joy to rob

the day its length.

Light from within,

Light that will outward shine,

Strength to make stronger 

some weaker heart than mine.

Joy to make glad each soul

that feels its touch;

Great Father of the sun,

I ask this much.”

~ James Weldon Johnson

Early morning fog and sunbeams

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~ the location ~

Overlooking an intersection,

crosswalks help students to

hurry where fields of lacrosse, 

soccer and baseball were played 

from Spring through Fall. 

~ the view ~

The fog floats over now quiet

green campus grounds,

drifting sleepily along.

~ my wish ~

Hope this makes your day 

burst into sunbeams!

It is the last Sunday of November,

month full of so much in content

where gratefulness was present.

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~ a quotation from 

John Henry Jowett ~

“Thankfulness is not a minor virtue.

It is not one of the elementary virtues

that may be left behind as we become

more mature. I believe thankfulness

is essential to the strength of every

virtue, and that without it, every 

other branch is starved and lean.

Life without thankfulness is devoid 

of love and passion. Hope without 

thankfulness is lacking in fine

perception. Faith without

thankfulness lacks strength

and fortitude. Every virtue

divorced from thankfulness

is maimed and limps 

along the spiritual road.”

Hope your Sunday is full

of gratitude and serenity.

Photo from my friend Anna

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Buckeye Lake is close to where my

children, ex-husband and I lived

in the eighties. Lancaster, Ohio

is a bustling city in Fairfield

county. Two of my three 

grown children were

born there. One of

my most humorous

stories of cows on our front

lawn  while Carrie and Jamie stood

in front of our big picture window in

their “footie jammies!” I first called the

police, on their no emergency call’s #, 

 but eventually found out that we were

considered “county residents” so called

the Sheriff. He came to the door and

asked this “city girl” a pertinent

question: “Do you know who

owns these cows?!”

He then proceeded to take

off his Sheriff’s “cowboy hat”

which Jamie really wanted to know

if he could try if on? I never did ask the

kind Sheriff this question. Once all the

cows were “rounded up” by his able

waving and shouting such things as

“Whoa!” and “Come on, Bessy!”

Yes, he really did say this!

He had four cows on the road in 

front of our little brick ranch.

Soon, he came knocking and

requesting use of my phone,

facilities and took my offer

of a hot cup of coffee.

When who we fondly 

call, “Sheriff Dan” 

finished coffee 

and providing an hour 

of lively entertainment,

he made a call: 

“Hello, I am calling to say I

have the cows on Meadowbrook Lane

rounded up but unsure which farmer 

is the owner. Could someone call the

two nearest farms on this part of

the county road?  Please check 

if missing four cows!”

Soon, a return call

came into my kitchen

that held news which direction

the cows needed to be heading home.

In those days, over thirty years ago,

my two oldest kids were five and

three. They like to remember 

places like Rising Park with

it’s cliff and challenging

climb and overlook.

Buckeye Lake has an

island with these 

ancient plants

which are like those

Venus flytraps, remains

of unique plantings which

only once a year can you pay

to go to see, study and learn about

this specific  island environment.

Thanks to my friend, Anna, who

used to work at the warehouse

with me, for some splendid 

photographs of Buckeye Lake.

Once I went to an awesome 

day long music festival there.

A “jewel” of many in Ohio,

a great destination place.

Enjoy the boathouse and 

shimmering lake! 

Watercolor inspired by Anneli’s photograph

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Anneli’s travel post from

going through Missoula, Montana

will share five photographs which

included the inspiration for this

Sunday morning painting I did.

It could have more details or depth 

but I tend to worry about messing

with watercolors and how they

“get muddy!” I hope you will

check out my dear friend,

Anneli’s post found at:

Turning Seasons

While you are visiting her,

take a look at her books she wrote,

as well as the natural wonders,

her dogs, Emma and Ruby,

and much more there!