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Grandson Daniel, along with his mom, are up in New York this weekend for more musical theater auditions for college next year.
After auditioning for NYU, Juilliard and Pace, their flight back to Savannah got canceled tonight because of winter weather.
So what to do?
Run outside and try to grab a snowflake or two, of course.






A colorfully lovely new exhibit at our favorite art museum here in Savannah, The Jepsen Center.

Continually changing colors and configurations.

(As we all are.)


My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. Squirrels in our living room!


HR’s nickname is Squirrel.




2. The beauty of aging wood.


3. Clean water to drink. I SO take this incredible blessing for granted.
4. Our wonderful morning hike yesterday at J. F. Gregory Park down in Richmond Hill, about 45 minutes south of Savannah.

The park is home to a huge series of canals built in the 1800s (by enslaved persons) for rice cultivation. The canals flow into the Oveechee River, which flows into the Atlantic Ocean.










5. Flowers. We usually buy an inexpensive bouquet or two each week, divide them up and spread them around the house.


Flowers, like food, are essential to life.



May this weekend flower you with joy. At least, a little bit.

“Goodbye”


Winter’s Chill here in Savannah (28 the other night — COLD FOR US!) can’t hold back downtown’s blooming colors.









May you find pretty sometime today.
A blog category about finding “art” in unexpected places and situations.
So I walked into the kitchen after Robert had been in there grabbing some grapes from the fridge.
I looked on the counter and saw this …

I started to get a tad irritated until my SAE (superior artistic eye) suddenly saw a work of art!

It is kinda pretty, isn’t it?


Tonight I am introducing a new blog category called “Sunday Evening Song.” Now you have something to look forward to at the weekend’s … end!
In church this morning, one of the songs was the short little chorus, “May You Run and Not Be Weary.”
For some reason, its blessing really touched me. And I hope it touches you this nightfall.

Okay, maybe I need to explain the photo above. I’m writing this blog post at the same time that Kitty Cat Benny wants to be in my lap.

The little song’s origin is Isaiah 40:31 from the Bible.

Here’s a neat little rendition of the song:
“And may the road you travel always lead you home.”
