My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. My comforting twin meatloafs (meatloaves?) this week. One to eat, one to freeze.
2. Taste buds!
3. Yellow.
4. Grandson Daniel as “Marius” and the talented cast of Les Mis here in Savannah.
5. The TRUTH of this beautiful quote from Les Mis …
May you see the face of God this weekend.
A blog category of pics I’ve taken of HR (Hubby Robert) and … well, just about anything.
Robert and … a duck.
So yesterday we went for a little park bench sit-down (I was not feeling too well) at nearby Lake Mayer.
HR was so husbandly, lovingly concerned and supportive …
Until he saw a photo op.
He has this thing for murals. He has photographed them in a variety of cities. And the one on the side of this Little Library grabbed him.
Here he is explaining something to me about who knows what. I wasn’t paying much attention. Remember, I was not feeling too well.
But then an intruder arrived. See her (him?) Over to the right in the photo above.
“That is a Muscovy duck,” HR explained.
For some reason that duck made me feel better.
2015
My husband and my grandtwins Matthew and Madison back in 2015.
********** Red **********
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.
Christmas Day Peace and Love
If Truth be told, Christmas Day (and really every other day), should be about the one Force which has the potential to hold our lives and our world joyfully together …
Did you see this?
Yes, the bill now goes on to President Biden to sign into law!
But … hmm …
But why, WHY would they all vote to put my marriage to HR at risk? How does it harm them?
A blog category about finding “art” in unexpected places and situations.
So I was walking down the hall, mindfully minding my own business, when I looked over and saw Boopers perched in what seemed to be a deep transcendental meditative trance.
I looked closer, behind the meditating cat, and saw … this.
Her? Him? They? A … being, with two eyes, both upper and lower noses, a tongue-y mouth, not to mention hair that could use a shampoo.
I waited impatiently until Boopers finished with a Downward Dog and an ardent “Namaste!” and asked if he knew who that was behind him.
“All I can tell you,” Boopers coyly purred in Zen-like calmness, “is that her name is Cordy and I find her smile electrifying.”
I walked away, satisfied with his answer, then turned around to see Boopers standing intimately close to Cordy, staring into her eyes.
NealEnJoy 