Windmills Of Time


Hello my friends

How have ya been? We’ve had our first thunderstorm
up here just a few days ago. That’s a good sign. Last
night though it was supposed to snow some more, but
it looks like it rained more than snowed. Yet my weather
program on my PC says there’s supposed to be a 30%
chance of snow early tomorrow morning. I don’t see it
sticking or anything being the temperatures are staying
above freezing. It’s 45F degrees right now. That’s a
spring thaw for up here hehehehe. It still gets down to
the 30’s at night, but that is tolerable. Monday night
and Tuesday night are supposed to get down to the mid
20sF. Ok, so it’s on with the journal. Judy and I are
still doing our regular things hehehe. Not much change
there LOL. We finished the hidden object game that
we were playing last week and have begun another 🙂
Actually we have finished another and then gone to the
third since last week hehehe. Thank you Ben for the
Big Fish tickets. I’ve used two since then hehehe. What
else is going on in the Pearce’s household? Hmmmm,
not much change as I said before LOL. We’re both still
playing with our farms in FarmTown. All that white
stuff outside is finally melting away thank God. Maybe
spring will finally spring up out of the soggy ground.
We kind of bypassed March 20th hehehe. It seems
we are about a month behind up here LOL. Yes we
still have snow here and there, but it’s melting away.
If we don’t have anymore sneak attacks from mister
winter, we should be seeing some flowers blooming
one day soon. Until then, it’s muddy ville! Judy was
a little late going to work this morning due to over
sleeping. I was up all night and it seems that when
she hit the snooze alarm for the last time, I must of
passed out for about 30 minutes. Ooops! Oh well,
it’s not like nobody else has never over slept hehehe.
She made in OK and life goes on hehe! I wonder
what we will have for lunch today when she gets
home. I made us Velveeta shells yesterday. They
are one of her very favorites :). What she loves
best though are Chimichangas hehehe. We both
love them cause they’re quick and easy to make.
My hand is getting better, but I guess that pinched
nerve will always give me heck. Not much I can
do about that. I guess I’ll stow the pain and try
and make another conga drum video. Surely I can
stow it for 4 or 5 minute intervals hehehe! I’ll give
it a try maybe this week. If I succeed, I’ll upload
it to my UTube channel and let you see hehehehe.
Judy and I watched the first episode of Deadliest
Catches new season last Tuesday. Can’t wait to
watch it again this Tuesday. Yeppers, we love
that program. Can’t see how anybody would be
willing to work in that kind of environment, but
that’s probably what keeps us watching it hehe.
Judy just got home from work. She said there
was an accident with one of the cooks just before
she got there. The stove blew up the guys face
with flames. He got his eyelashes burned off as
well as a lot of hair singed. I think Travis is OK.
Bobby took him home cause his face was hurting.
In any sense, Sunday began at Elm Tree North 🙂
They’ll have to fix that stove and that’s for sure.
Judy just said she’s tired and might go and lay
down for a bit in bed and watch TV. I’ll fix us
something to eat as soon as I finish this. God is
still taking care of Judy and I. We at times may
not see it, but He is. I can look back and see
how God has protected us and allowed what He
knew what will make us stronger. Life’s journey
might have some confusion in it, but it’s with that
confusion that often brings lessons. Windmills
of time will blow us in many directions with each
breath a lesson to learn. Let the lessons come
from the tribulations in your life. Don’t just act
as though they never happened. Or better yet
don’t always look for the bad. Look for the good
that was gathered from a moment. Sometimes
the good is just a sight away. Now it’s time for
me to take my little visit back through all that
I’ve written here in my recollection to see if I
can find a good word or phrase that might work
for the title for today’s brand new poem. So,
it’s away I go to that little place that I like to call
RECOLLECT VILLE. I think I found a good
title. Now let’s see if I can write a good poem
using it hehehe. Here goes…..

Windmills Of Time

The winds will blow
assorted sails
sometimes as
some troubled gales.
Windmills of time
might sort of seem
as a quickly
moving stream.
Within the minutes
of windmills of time
there might be
a time sublime.
A time unnoticed
said and done
that just may of
then begun.
Windmills of time
will surely sway
so to help us
day to day.
Giving the lessons
found to do
that will help
our daily view.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 17, 2011

There ya go hehehe Gidder done! I hope you enjoyed
my rambling and maybe even understood the poem 🙂
I reckon I need to be finding an ending for this so I can
get started on fixing Judy and I something to eat. I’m
sure she’s hungry. I haven’t eaten anything today and
I’m sort of hungry too. She just headed to the bedroom
to lay down and watch the Flintstones hehe. She said
that’s all that’s on. Hehehe out of 250 channels, stuck
with the Flintstones LOL. Go figure! Well I guess it’s
time for me to be telling you what I tell you every week
and that is, I wrote some more poems and haiku. Yep,
10 more poems, yet this time no Christmas poems, but
I did write one poem about Judy and me :). It’s sort of
a silly poem, but she liked it. OK I also wrote 22 more
haiku for all my haiku lovers out there. With that said
I guess it’s time for me to be saying my farewells, but
not before I wish you a most wonderful God filled week.
Remember, Jesus loves you and we do too. Now to
find that freaking off switch that loves to elude me.
Found it huddled next to the radiator heater chanting
I wish it was warmer, I wish it was warmer brrrrrr.
Gotcha, see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

God bless from Bill and Judy Pearce

Now on with the poems and haiku
10 and 22 hehehehehehehehe 🙂


Many dreams
are found vacation
as they’re sought through
Scenes transposed
into the mind
does incline.
Moments fury
can be gone.
will move on.
Don’t let times
of devastation
keep you from your
All the problems
that you see
can set free.
In your mind
from then and there
turns to prayer.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 16, 2011


Sing a song
or hum a tune
about a time
that’s coming soon.
Hum along
with the radio
if the words
you do not know.
Let the rhythm
of a song
be a tune
you hum along.
If you’re worried
now and then
let your humming
to begin.
Hum a special
little tune
maybe of a
May or June.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 16, 2011

Shadow Play

In the darkened
seasons nights
shadows play
within the sights.
In the midst of
shadow play
times are found
from night to day.
Times refractions
said and done
seem to be
what has begun.
In the middle
of the night
shadows play
not wrong or right.
In the seasons
shadow play
it has many
things to say.
Words as echoes
heard and said
as some worries
in your head.
Shadow play
might just by chance
be the sign
of times romance.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 16, 2011

Celestial Winds

Beginnings end
from times apart.
Celestial winds
of times embark.
Time is mounted
to a place,
to a heart
and to a face.
Celestial winds
will blow on through
with some times
a bit askew.
In beginnings
times will turn
leaving answers
we’re to learn.
So celestial
is the sky
with its daily
times reply.
Winds of wonder
blow on through
in celestial
skies of blue.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 16, 2011

Dove Song

The white bird
flies through the air
without worry,
without a care.
It’s the dance
it does to tunes
sometimes found
above the loons.
The doves sound
of cooing songs
makes the place
for what belongs.
Filling voids
of time and space
hear this song now
fall in place.
It’s the dove song
sung in tune
not mistaken
for a loon.
It’s own sound
is heard and found
as the seasons
go around.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 16, 2011

Windmill Hill

By the ocean
there is standing
windmill way.
Storms of time
will make it think
helping sailors
not to sink.
On the top of
windmill hill
there’s a view
that times fulfill.
Felt by fragrance
sight and sound
windmill hill
does so astound.
The windmills view
of day to day
paints the pictures

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 16, 2011


Across the lake
of how and why
there is seen
a dragonfly.
Flying closely
to the blue
of the lake
of thereunto.
Across it flies
with silhouettes
painting what
no one forgets.
It’s small wings
are flapping strong
across the lake
of mornings dawn.
The dragonfly
just flies around
sometimes onto
solid ground.
Yet it never
loses mind
how it’s minutes
shall unwind.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 16, 2011

Imaginary Roads

Bits and pieces
troubled loads
are just our own
made up roads.
Often daily
we will see
roads to times
Imaginary roads
troubles find
timeless burdens
on our mind.
Within segments
we’ve pursued
imaginary roads
So don’t let
your troubles grow
times bestow.
Let your mind find
not just what’s

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 16, 2011

Lady of The Lake

I see this image
that shines so bright
the lady of the lake
of day and night.
She’s the woman
that stole my heart
and gave ripples
of timeless art.
The lady of the lake
of minutes time
now weigh heavy
inside my mind.
She and I married
and found content,
where we traveled,
and where we went.
We found heartbeats
as the same
where we went
and how we came.
Now reflections
are ensued
with me wading with
my Judy Jude.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 16, 2011

To Judy Pearce
From Bill Pearce
I love you

Inner Peace

Let God’s blessings
help release
all the times
of inner peace.
Let your actions
now the same
be as lessons
not a game.
Let tomorrow
shine so bright
as inner peace
of God’s Own Light.
Don’t let troubles
take you down.
Let God help
remove that frown.
Inner peace
from days gone by
can be found
through Him on High.
Let your mindful
troubles cease
as you now find
inner peace.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 16, 2011

for Apr 16, 2011

Within a meadow
might lay a moment of time
which snow once covered.

Each days curtain call
brings elements of surprise
written as pages.

Mornings with sunshine
might be followed by raindrops
with minutes to spare.

Lost in illusion
the charades of a shadow
might seem alarming.

The trees blossom
as springtime scenes come to life
with moments ado.

Sewing a blessing
in the life of another
takes some Jesus Thread.

Yesterdays clinging
might of prevented today
from moving forward.

Seen in the distance
a limb swaying in the breeze
might look like and arm.

Preparing for night
can often lead you astray
if it is with fear.

A mere glancing blow
could throw you into trouble.
Beware of anger.

Lessons come from time
and time comes from the seconds
of given choices.

Angels are waiting
with God watching over them
awaiting their wings.

Tomorrows turnstile
is a gate swinging loosely
with choices to make.

Many find answers
in the shadows of themselves
from their yesterdays.

Times portfolio
might seem as a mere journal
written as mistakes.

Heavenly bodies
are sometimes mistaken sights
seen as illusion.

We are the actors
in the day to day lifestyle
with some confusion.

Now is but a time
that concurs after fractions
that have come and gone.

The templates of peace
are found through many blessings
given from Lord God.

Temporary scenes
are as seasons in the wind
that blow there and to.

Hearing a song bird
brings forth the essence of spring
with flowers to bloom.

Counting on one hand
leaves the other uncounted.
Therefore less is found.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 16, 2011

God bless from Bill and Judy.
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