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Living in Savannah, with water all around, we love us Some Seafood!

Tonight Robert had leftover Low Country Boil (from our Christmas Day “New Traditional” Supper) …

While I was a bit more classy — Mussels with tomato, garlic and white wine sauce (ridiculously easy and quick to prepare) …

Beyond delicious!
It takes muscles to eat mussels!
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What a Joyful Meal.



And a few of Robert’s more artsy shell photos …



Interesting that HR will not eat them, but he has no problem taking photos of them.


Marveling at some of my Holiday Photos from Christmas 2025.












“2000 years ago, a young family became refugees” (Fugelsang p. 173) …
… and the world has never been the same since.









My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
Robert and I have been up in Philadelphia this week for an anniversary getaway, so most of my Happy Bringers are found within our travel.
1. First, a few photographic mistakes I made during the week. Which are actually sort of cool.



2. Delicious and messy Philly Cheesesteak at Pat’s King of Steaks (who supposedly created the iconic sandwich).


3. The Joy of being able to travel a bit. Everybody certainly doesn’t have the luxury.
4. Well, …

5. Unbeknown to HR and me while planning our Philadelphia trek … landing smack dab in the center of Philly’s Gayborhood.



Iconic gay bookstore, Giovanni’s Room, a short walk away.


May you have a Grand and Gay Weekend ahead!
P.S. As I write this post, Robert and I are on the Midnight Train to Georgia. (We arrive in Atlanta early morn.)

“[We’re] leaving (leaving)
On that midnight train to Georgia (leaving on a midnight train)
Hmm, yeah
Said [we’re] going back (going back to find)
To a simpler place and time (and when [we take] that ride)
Oh yes, [we are]”
Definitely Marveling this Monday!
This Monday morn finds Robert and me in Philadelphia (via an overnight Amtrak sleeper car!) after a delightful and holiday-ish weekend in our beloved Atlanta.
We’re from Savannah, and love its stunning beauty and unique and storied history, but the ATL is like our quirky, always-welcoming but busy younger sister who managed to marry up and simply has SO MUCH to show us and (if truth be told) to BRAG loudly about.
Here’s one of our sister’s sweatshirts:

Enough family drama.
On Friday night HR and I had evening reservations for the Atlanta Botanical Garden’s annual “Garden Lights, Holiday Nights” display.

Oh My Goodness!






This is what I was watching through the special glasses:
Then on Saturday afternoon we attended the absolutely incredible 45th Anniversary Holiday Concert of the Atlanta Gay Men’s Chorus.

And look, here’s the choristers. (I just learned that word.)

Wait, no, that’s just Robert and me.
The event was held in the beautiful Cathedral of Saint Philip on Peachtree Street in Atlanta..

Here they are!





Such Holiday Fun and Joy!
We have a full day planned in downtown Philadelphia today. I’ll tell you all about it soon. Now you have something to look forward to.
Moaning a bit this morning.
Is it just me, or is “Goodbye” just SO much harder than “Hello”?





