Walt Whitman for your Thursday…


I celebrate myself, and sing myself,

And what I assume you shall,

For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.

I loafe and invite my soul,

I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.

“Song Of Myself”section 1-from :”Inscriptions”¬†Leaves of Grass


pic of buckhorn plantain by td;this grass dominates the suburban drain basin in my  neck of the woods.Happy Thursday!