


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

Instead, may Trump be removed from office.





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.

My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. Feeding the birds. In the midst of a bit of snow.


2. Benny on the old cast iron farmhouse bed.


3. Believing that tomorrow, though not promised, will more than likely occur.

4. Ms. Mop and Mr. Broom (a couple, I think) on the side porch at the farmhouse.


(More about their story later.)
5. HR entering a Valentine-y Kroger.

May you have a Weekend of Wonder.

I have this quirky (weird?) habit of noticing trees or bushes or sticks that are somehow divided into the shape of the letter Y.
Why the emphasis on Y, you ask?
Well, one time HR and I were hiking in the woods somewhere or other, and I was not feeling well. I might have been a tad frustrated at not feeling the way I wanted to feel.
I looked up from my self-pity and saw a bush that looked like a Y. Undoubtedly a very similar situation to Moses, the wilderness and the burning bush in the Old Testament.
For some reason, the Y bush made me think of the word “Yes.”
Which prompted me to think of what I wanted to be … Yes.
I wanted my health, my good health, to be “Yes!”
I can’t remember if I actually felt physically better after my Awakening in the Woods, but I do recall feeling better mentally. And maybe even laughing a bit at my childish wanting.
But the practice somehow stuck. And I see Y’s everywhere!
So …
Yes! … to good HEALTH.
Yes! … to daily opportunities to be KIND to others.
Yes! … to DEEP BREATHING and healthy lungs.

Yes! …

What would you like to say “Yes!” to today?
(P.S. I see Y’s in chicken bones too. Remember the pulley bone?)


One of my favorite spots at the old farmhouse where we are staying … the OLD mailbox. Unused of course. Except by the birds.


Marveling at the fun of watching Benny in his first-ever snow walk.


