Just for Fun
My π― and ποΈ started sharing compound words using emojis and asking the other to guess the word- such as π§πͺ° / π₯πͺ°/βοΈπ /βοΈπ§ββοΈ/πΌπ-
I imagine youβve gotten the idea! It was then that I decided it would be fun to try to βοΈ a Rebus blog-so here goesβ¦.
βWe live on a blue π that circles around a ball of π₯ next to a π that moves the π, and you donβt believe in miracles?β
β Anonymous
There is rarely a day that goes by that I donβt take π of just how π I am to π alive. Isnβt it just amazing how the π circles around the βοΈ in an endless π of π΅and how when we look at the β¨we are seeing the π‘from more than 500 years ago that has finally reached our π. Or how βοΈπ»s follow the βοΈ in the π. We are surrounded by infinite miracles and yet we often forget that we are βοΈ of them! Some of us tend to π΄ through life.
Each time I pick an πͺ΄from my garden I am so enticed by its π- mint, basil, rosemary, πΏ-each so unique and fragrant. Every πΈ an amazing object of beauty. I spend much of my day watching the π¦ββ¬π¦ββ¬π¦ββ¬ at my birdfeeders and never grow tired of their antics.
I particularly β€οΈ the weather and each wonder it brings- π§οΈ, βοΈ, π¨, β‘οΈ,βοΈ every day is a surprise, a change of scenery, a force greater than ourselves. Each βοΈ adds texture to the π and β¨β¨seem to go on forever.
It was Mary Oliver that ended βοΈ of her poems with the stanza β
When it's over, I don't want to wonder
if I have made of my life something particular, and real.
I don't want to find myself sighing and frightened,
or full of argument.
I don't want to end up simply having visited this π world.
I believe that each day we need to wake up to the wonder-π§ in this miracle of life- hug a π³, kiss a π, dance with a π¦, sing your favorite songsπΆπΆ out loud, let the βοΈ fill your β€οΈ, take it all in before you get to the π!
I surely donβt want to end up simply having visited this π!
OK, now itβs your turn-what compound words or rebus π might you write?