My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts
1. Clouds
2. Eyesight.
3. Exquisite September roses at Winter Park, Florida’s Central Park.
4. Finding beauty, even in distress.
5. Spending a couple of delightful hours working on our iPads at Jacksonville’s Café Resistance Bookstore and Coffee Shop.
May you stay out of jail this weekend!
A blog category about finding “art” in unexpected places and situations
So Robert and I were driving down the Truman Parkway here in Savannah the other day, minding our own business, when I casually looked out the passenger-side window and saw this.
Well actually, I “saw” nothing at first and started to look away, again casually, when a thunderous shout/scream reverberated through our little vehicle.
“WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT? TAKE A PICTURE—IT’LL LAST LONGER!”
Two things happened next. First, I quickly took another picture.
Second, before I glanced at the second photo, I nervously chuckled in my terror, remembering the famous Pee-wee Herman line.
The Chuckle Changed to Chagrin as I saw the bright, angry lightning pulse through the … the … the creature’s laughing mouth. See it?
“Robert!” I yelled. “Do you see him? We must leave this place! It harbors horror! Drive faster!”
HR took his eyes off the road for a second, long enough to give me a here-we-go-again stare, a stare one might bequeath a pitiful child or, perhaps, Pee Wee Herman.
“He was there. I saw him,” I countered.
But by that time the furtive creature had made his way into the words.
We rode the rest of the way home in silence.
My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. This visually very pretty (and delicious) box of dried fruit and nuts from Turkey. (A belated Father’s Day gift).
2. Looking forward to an end-of-Pride Month gathering tomorrow here in Savannah.
3. The Amazing Ability to doze off every night for Sensational Sleep.
4. Crepe Myrtle (“Lily of the South”) blossoms all over Savannah this hot summer.
5. Clouds.
Like sleep, I find them so mysterious.
“I’ve looked at clouds from both sides now
From up and down and still somehow
It’s cloud illusions I recall
I really don’t know clouds at all”
Joni Mitchell (and me!)
But I do love them.
Have a Jolly last weekend in June.
I’m marveling this rainy Georgia morning at the mystery, the illusive and changing allure of clouds.
And here’s a post HR did about clouds a while back …
Marveling at the intricate beauty of … Clouds.
Amerson River Park. Macon, GA
I love the sky. It’s ever-changing. It’s mysterious. It has a mind of its own.
For this blog category, “Countdown to Christmas: Images of Peace,” each day between December 1 and 25, I share some of our photography that invites rest, peace, tranquility and love.
Peaceful Evening Sky
