Posted in Five Friday Happy Bringers

Five Friday Happy Bringers 5/20/22

1. Passionate Purple.

Photographed in several Savannah squares near us.

2. Grandtwins Madison and Matthew’s 4th grade awards ceremony.

With terrific teacher Mr.Range
Ex-wife Donna, Daughter Emily, HR and the twins (with Matthew looking a tad less than enthusiastic.)

3. Attending a tea tasting fundraiser for healthy new tea blend Equi-Tea at our buddy Wayne’s Ashford Tea Company here in Savannah. Proceeds from the sale of Tisane Health Equi-Tea support a wonderful organization, Healthy Savannah.

Cool tea expert Wayne

From Healthy Savannah’s website: “When we picture a healthy Savannah, it is inclusive of all people – regardless of ability, age, income level, race, or neighborhood. Everyone must have equitable access to the resources they need to live their healthiest life.”

“Healthy Savannah’s work over the past 13 years has been successful in reducing the gap in health equity. That is the power of our 200-member coalition, our close relationships with the local government leaders, the faith-based community, and residents in our priority population and neighborhoods.”

Me (looking slightly crazed and short), Larson
(Communications and Community Clinical Linkages Program Manager of Healthy Savannah) and Paula (Executive Director of Healthy Savannah)

More info here if you’re interested: https://healthysavannah.org/

4. Frozen Joy.

Oh. My. Goodness. SO GOOD.

5. Gratitude for each new morning!

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I’m grateful for you too. Have a cool and delicious weekend!

Posted in Photography 101

Solitude & The Absent Smile

Yes I admit it, I’m an optimist.  Pollyanna’s a very good buddy.  We took tap dancing together.

What I mean is I’m USUALLY a somewhat cheery person.  But not always.  A while back, I underwent a fairly unpleasant medical procedure.  (I’m a big baby when it comes to anything that hurts at a .5 or higher on a 1-10 pain level.)

Here I am in the waiting room, reading about blogging:

Finally I was called back to the procedure room but had to wait in solitude quite a while.  The doctor was running behind.  I got bored and started playing with the IPhone’s reverse camera capability:

I looked at these pictures, grimaced at their muted and otherworldly haziness, realized I wasn’t smiling–and started to delete them.

Then it hit me.

Get real, Neal.  It’s okay not to smile.  It’s okay to be muted and hazy … and to be by yourself for a while.