Posted in Tuesday Truth

Tuesday Truth: 3/24/26 “Memory”

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“Memory is a choice.”

Ocean Vuong On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous

I love this quotation from Vietnamese author Ocean Vuong (isn’t that a great name?) in his fascinating and time-denying novel On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous.

He’s right—memory certainly is a choice. I have brothers, and our memories of past events are quite often barely recognizable. And, of course, we sometimes simply choose not to remember certain aspects of the past.

Posted in Shhh … Silent Sunday

Shhh … Silent Sunday 3/22/26

Early Sunday morning walk through daughter Amy’s neighborhood when Coastal sees him.

Shhh.

We got closer, but Dee stood his ground.

We decided to chat.

Dee started: “Whose neighborhood is this through which you walk?”

He caught me off guard. “Well, the homeowners, I suppose? The neighborhood association?”

“And who are the ‘homeowners’? Who are the members of the ‘neighborhood association’?”

I saw where he was going with his questioning, but I didn’t know where to go next with answering.

So I simply said, “I’m sorry” and walked away.

Dee continued to stare, not moving an inch.

He just followed my departure with his eyes.

My Silent Sunday ended up not being so silent after all.

When I got back to Amy’s and Scott’s house, where Robert and I are dog- and housesitting for a few days, HR was still asleep, so I made my coffee and walked out onto their balcony-porch overlooking Savannah’s Moon River.

Such Sunday morning peace.

And then the dolphins, the fish, the alligators, the pelicans, the common sea gulls and the wading birds began to talk, to question.

Posted in Five Friday Happy Bringers

Five Friday Happy Bringers 3/20/26

My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.

1. Discovering, on our recent stay at Magnolia Springs State Park in Millen GA, an aquatic plant that I have never encountered before: Bladderworts.

And they are carnivorous!

“Bladderwort (Utricularia) is a genus of carnivorous plants, mostly aquatic, that use tiny, bladder-like traps to capture small prey like mosquito larvae, zooplankton, and other microorganisms, supplementing their nutrient intake in nutrient-poor waters. These free-floating plants have finely divided leaves and produce small, snapdragon-like flowers, often yellow, that rise above the water.” animalogic

2. Speaking of discoveries, yesterday on a walk here on Skidaway Island near Savannah, where Robert and I are house- and dog sitting for daughter Amy, we came upon our first alligator of the season.

Wait! Look closer.

HR’s photo

Alligators are very common in the Savannah area, often seen sunning along the rivers, lagoons and marshes.

You simply learn early on (and teach your children) to give the gators their space. And to NEVER walk your dog along the water’s edge.

HR taking a picture of me taking a picture of the gator. 

We did not venture any farther along that path!

3. Giving heartfelt thanks to Mother Nature for her incredible abundance and remarkable diversity. May we resolve to take better care of Her.

4. Robert’s Buttermilk Fried Catfish breakfast the other morning.

Oh my Goodness.

5. Making it through (early this morning) the third and final part of my lower back procedure trying to help with my crazy back pain. Radiofrequency ablation. My orthopedic guy said it will take 5 to 7 days to see if the procedure was successful.

It better be. Each of the three parts had a $395 co-pay! (Healthcare in the United States.)

Make you take Great Care of your Health this weekend.

(P.S. I’m in and out of sleep, so this blog post may not make much sense.)

Posted in One-Word Wednesday

One Word Wednesday 3/18/26

“Walk”

HR and I are house- and dog-sitting for daughter Amy for a few days.

Here’s Coastal, ready for her evening walk.

And here’s Coastal every few minutes, ready for a belly rub.

A lovely Wednesday evening on Skidaway Island near Savannah.

Posted in Holiday Joy

St. Patrick’s Day Away

HR and I live in Savannah, home of one of the country’s largest (and rowdiest) St. Patrick’s Day Parades. We live directly on the parade route, which sounds terrific, and I suppose it was for the first couple of years.

But the parade (and even the days before) soon became somewhat of a headache, at least for us. Very party-oriented folks heavy drinking, property destroying.

So anyway, Robert and I get out of Dodge for a few days.

This year, we escaped to Magnolia Springs State Park and one of their cottages, a couple of hours north of us.

We didn’t have a parade, but we did have peace.

And color.

That’s Robert in the distance, talking to the clouds, I believe. 

Happy St. Patrick’s Day … Night 2026.