Marveling this morn at a culturally delicious pastry breakfast at Le Cafe Gourmet a little while ago …



Marveling this morn at a culturally delicious pastry breakfast at Le Cafe Gourmet a little while ago …




My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. Somehow finding moments of peace each day.

2. The Pride Flag returning to the iconic Stonewall Inn after the Homophobic and History-Erasing Trump Administration removed it.

(But who knows what the regime’s next move will be.)
3. The ability to feel sensations. Cold, warmth, etc. What a blessing.
4. Lap swimming at the beautiful Hinesville GA YMCA the other day.


I plan to make the U.S. swim team at the next Summer Olympics.

5. Our three “travel buddies” who go with us everywhere.

May you somehow “Travel to Joy” this weekend.
A blog category about finding “art” in unexpected places and situations
So recently Robert and I were enjoying our breakfast at the Huddle House over in Springfield GA. I chose the more-than-I-could-ever-eat Two Eggs and Country Ham Plate (Platter!) …

After about thirty minutes of diligently working on my feast, I got a tad bored and began playing with my food (I started that habit as a wee one decades and decades ago).

He emerged from the Huge Ham so I named him Hugh.

But WHAT is he? Some kind of little OtherCreature looking down at his stolen jewel?
And looky here, a little while later I saw Mama, pensively perched on her nest.

Who knew breakfast could be so, so FULL-FILLING-ly Creative?



What the Evil Trump Administration has been attempting to remove from our nation:

Instead, may Trump be removed from office.


Take a quick look at this three-second video of Grandson Gabriel (#2 in white and green) in his high school basketball game the other night in Savannah. He attempts to block the rival player from scoring and falls flat on his back!
You may have to watch it a couple of times since the video is so short and G is so small.
Ouch!
G’s (painful looking) end-of-game block was called a charge on the opposing Savannah Christian kid and was a big part of Country Day’s win because the basket didn’t count, stopping them from coming back.
And here are the players’ reactions to the win against perhaps their biggest “enemy.”


Youth, energy and excitement!

May we all win at something today!
Marveling this morning, at this INCREDIBLE meal I enjoyed recently at El Ximador, a little unassuming Mexican restaurant in the tiny South Georgia town of Springfield.
An acquaintance highly recommended that I try their potato tacos. I had never heard of potato tacos. The words “potato” and “taco” didn’t seem to go together to me.
But you only live once, so I ordered them.
Tacos De Papa: Crispy fried potato tacos filled with seasoned mashed potatoes, served shredded lettuce or shredded cabbage and sour cream.
I had mine topped with Carnitas (traditional crispy pork tenderloin).

Oh. My. GOODness! They were so very delicious.
Robert opted for their chimichanga …

… and raved about it too. But I didn’t really believe him. He kept sneaking bites from my plate when he thought I wasn’t paying attention.







So yesterday, Robert and I cleaned up the old farmhouse in Southeast Georgia where we have been staying for the last month while our downtown Savannah place was being renovated.
Did the last of the laundry (no dryer) …

I actually enjoyed (well, for a temporary time) the sensation of hanging wet washing on the clotheslines among the Spanish Moss.

We started loading boxes and bags in the kitchen for the return trip.

Looked down and saw him …

Benny in the Box.

He was ready to go home.
Enjoyed our last fire (the place had no central heat).


Enjoyed our unusual but FUN time in the snow a couple of days ago…


Sampled the “attractions” in the tiny town of Springfield GA (pop. 2,874) …






Our favorite Coffee/Bakery/Breakfast place …


And outdoor in January grilling and eating between the cold spells.



A Joyous Adventure. Thank you, Universe/God/Whomever for Such a Splendid Stay.

And that’s My Saturday Evening Post.
