Author: Neal Saye

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Five Friday Happy Bringers 2/20/26

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My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.

1. Trying to get used to our new almost-finished violet/pink kitchen.

2. Having a blast at our church’s Shrove Tuesday Pancake Supper (with its legendary toppings bar) the night before the beginning of Lent.

3. Our fantastic ability to TASTE. Have you expressed gratitude for that amazing joy lately?

4. HR contemplatively enjoying a muddy, but still beautiful, little pond.

5. At my old age, absolutely reveling in and enjoying the discovery of children books with powerful messages.

A book about the joy of food traditions in families

May you eat something this weekend that reminds you of … home.

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“The Artful Dodger“ #29

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A blog category about finding “art” in unexpected places and situations

Leaving my yearly urological check-up recently (TMI?), I sat down by their little fountain pool (which was not working) …

I attempted to meditate a bit while waiting on an Uber.

But then I heard them and saw them …

Young white men dallying and splashing around in the cold February pool.

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Five Friday Happy Bringers 2/13/26

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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.

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(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.

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“The Artful Dodger“ #28

Posted on by Neal Saye

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?