Today I heard some terrible news.
News that makes me want to rage against The Powers That Be and unfairness in the world. But, this terrible news is about the nicest and friendliest dinosaur the world has ever known.
And as much as raging against the powers that be seems to be what should be done – it doesn’t seem a Rarasaur thing to do.
So I instead, I looked inside myself and found a tiny, inner-dino of my own. Then I looked up and out at the world and found a little #rawrLove to share.
The world is full of terrible news – it’s true.
But this part of the world is also filled with spring flowers, and little girls who love them.
That’s an old seashell in her hand, Clara thought everyone would love it. She’s a #rawrLove natural.
How about you do you have some #rawrLove to share?
It doesn’t have to be a photo. Kind words, lovely quotes anything which shows your appreciation for the beauty in the world.
Leave it in a comment, mail it to a friend, post it on your own blog, tweet it out.
Share the #rawrLove because you love Rarasaur.
Share the #rawrLove because we all, even me, have a little optimistic dino hiding inside.
Share the #rawrLove.
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Such a cute little #rawrLove. Thank you.
It seemed like the day needed a touch of cute.
it did, it sure did.
I am inspired by the little people in my house to stop my busy life and whisper to the little creatures in the world, like blue birds, to come live here because we have a great place for you to live.
🙂 You sure do!
Thank you for sharing the rawrLove!!! 😀
Thank you! I saw your call to arms, they are very lucky to have you as a friend.
I think you’ve got that backwards. I’m very lucky to have them as friends.
Both ways. I’m sure it goes both ways.
😀
Thank you.
This seems the right kind of Rawr attitude to have and share. 🙂
It’s not my default attitude, but I think it is the right one. 🙂
🙂 Rara would be honored. 🙂
It’s daffodils that are doing it for me these days:
May 2, 2014
The rain keeps coming; the ground is cold and muddy, the air still cold.
I am dreaming daffodils
Digging in the ditch, dreaming a parade of dancing yellow daffodils,
I see them spreading their happy sunshine from our driveway to the corner two-thirds a mile on down the road
Contentedly I pried bunches of bulbs off the crowded clumps in my garden
The shovel made a wet, squishy, slurp as a section of bulbs tore with a crunch from the other bulbs
Water rushed into the hole
I was soon muddy, my red wheelbarrow soon full; the heavy, wet dirt on the clumps of bulbs made them stand upright in my wheelbarrow, like punching dummies with weighted bottoms
Each day the bright new leaves of the daffodils have been taller, my wheelbarrow loads greener and greener
Each day I have a longer trip down the road to ground yet undecorated by daffodils
A neighbor on a tractor tows his manure spreader to a field down around the corner; he raises an arm in a wide friendly wave
Does he wonder what I could possibly be doing, day after day, here in this wet, weedy ditch, with my shovel?
Digging in the ditch, dreaming a parade of dazzling, dancing daffodils
Beautiful, Helen. You need to start a blog!
Agreed!!! 🙂
I love this and put my own flower on twitter for Rara too. Reading her post made me feel like I’d been punched in the stomach. I love your response.
Thanks, and thanks for joining in!
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What an amazing tribute to her. I know she would love it. 🙂
Thank you.
Her story makes me feel so sad. I will keep her in prayers. Thanks for the heads-up, Jessie.
It’s a terrible story, I hope it gets to it’s happy ending… eventually.
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Your daughter is precious, and seems to have the same gentle energy that our Rara possesses. What a truly magical gift! And I’m glad you were able to find your inner-dino. 🙂
She’s a very generous girl… as far as gentle energy goes…. well, lets just say we call her “Clara Danger” 🙂 Thanks for visiting!
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Oh Look! There you are- back!
Best looking heart I never quite expected to see here! 🙂
I wish I had words. You know, I didn’t sleep for 24 hours or so after turning myself in, and it feels like neither did the ‘sphere. All I have are hearts for you. ❤ ❤ ❤