So here I am, hiking at beautiful Kolomoki Mounds State Park in southwest Georgia …

I’m gazing into the distance.

Looking, desperately searching for it.

But where the heck is the wisdom?!

So here I am, hiking at beautiful Kolomoki Mounds State Park in southwest Georgia …

I’m gazing into the distance.

Looking, desperately searching for it.

But where the heck is the wisdom?!

“Squat”

I’m thinking of my rambunctious grandchildren right now, especially when they were around four or five years old. I’m minding my own business, sitting in the waiting room at my dermatologist for my yearly checkup. A tad nervous.
An obviously frazzled mother is also here with her little son and daughter.
The little fellow speaks up/SCREAMS UP every few seconds.
“Mommy needs to poo poo, don’t you mommy?”
“I need to poo poo, don’t you mommy?”
To the cute and quiet little sister: “You are a poo poo.”
The mother tries to rein him in: “There are other people here. And they don’t want to hear you.”
(From my perspective she was wrong. I am all ears.)
The little fellow: “They all just need to poo poo.”

I inwardly cackled as I was called back to see the doc.
As I was waiting in the examination room, I decided to Google the “kid fascination with poop thing.”
Did you know there are books written on this subject?!

And there’s research being done on it?!

And programs to deal with it?!

My perspective: Don’t let them be cruel or obnoxious, but Let Kids be Kids.
So I was minding my own business this morning, waiting “patiently” in the car, while Robert did who knows what at a UPS store.
I looked out my passenger side window and saw this …

“Weeds,” I dismissively thought.
Then the sort of chubby one in the middle said to me, “Why are you judging us?”
And then that smaller one to the left said, “What gives you the right?“
Embarrassed, I looked again.

And then I saw my very favorite color,GREEN, beautifully rejoicing in the morning sun.
And I had to agree with so many other folks smarter than me …



Ouch!


Just saying.
A few odds and ends from Valentine’s Day 2023.
Taking a walk this morning near us here in Savannah, Robert and I came upon this neat little house.



They go all out every holiday. And I always look forward to their displays.

Those of you who follow my blog may remember that Robert is an MCG (Multiple Card Giver). I used to think it was odd that I would get more than one card for my birthday, etc., but now I kook forward to it.
My valentineS this year:

And open!



And here’s my card to HR:

(We were both obviously on sort of a gay theme this year.)



A Blooming Valentine-y February in Savannah …



I hope you’re having a LOVE-ly day.
A blog category of pics I’ve taken of HR (Hubby Robert) and … well, just about anything.
Robert and … shoes.

So we were walking home yesterday from somewhere or other. When all of a sudden, Robert stopped, excitedly, and spent at least five minutes, maybe ten, taking pictures of … a pair of abandoned shoes on the sidewalk.

I started to argue. And ask him why. But then I thought about the importance of maintaining relationships. So instead, I paused, and did a little meditation exercise.

“Crown”

A blog category about finding “art” in unexpected places and situations.
Minding my own business and gobbling up Robert’s yummy EBB (egg, bacon, and biscuit breakfast) …

… I took a few-seconds break and put my fork down to breathe.
That’s when I saw her …

A cute little chick perched upon an amber crag, nearly blending in.

“How adorable,” I thought, “I wonder how she/he got inside the apartment.”
But if truth be told, I did not wonder long. I picked up my fork.