Marveling this morn at a culturally delicious pastry breakfast at Le Cafe Gourmet a little while ago …
Monday Moaning or Monday Marveling? 2/16/26 “C’est Divin!”
Tag: Photography
Shhh … Silent Sunday. 2/15/26
Five Friday Happy Bringers 2/13/26
My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. Somehow finding moments of peace each day.
2. The Pride Flag returning to the iconic Stonewall Inn after the Homophobic and History-Erasing Trump Administration removed it.
(But who knows what the regime’s next move will be.)
3. The ability to feel sensations. Cold, warmth, etc. What a blessing.
4. Lap swimming at the beautiful Hinesville GA YMCA the other day.
I plan to make the U.S. swim team at the next Summer Olympics.
5. Our three “travel buddies” who go with us everywhere.
May you somehow “Travel to Joy” this weekend.
“The Artful Dodger“ #28
A blog category about finding “art” in unexpected places and situations
So recently Robert and I were enjoying our breakfast at the Huddle House over in Springfield GA. I chose the more-than-I-could-ever-eat Two Eggs and Country Ham Plate (Platter!) …
After about thirty minutes of diligently working on my feast, I got a tad bored and began playing with my food (I started that habit as a wee one decades and decades ago).
He emerged from the Huge Ham so I named him Hugh.
But WHAT is he? Some kind of little OtherCreature looking down at his stolen jewel?
And looky here, a little while later I saw Mama, pensively perched on her nest.
Who knew breakfast could be so, so FULL-FILLING-ly Creative?
One Word Wednesday 2/11/26
“Blocked”
Take a quick look at this three-second video of Grandson Gabriel (#2 in white and green) in his high school basketball game the other night in Savannah. He attempts to block the rival player from scoring and falls flat on his back!
You may have to watch it a couple of times since the video is so short and G is so small.
Ouch!
G’s (painful looking) end-of-game block was called a charge on the opposing Savannah Christian kid and was a big part of Country Day’s win because the basket didn’t count, stopping them from coming back.
And here are the players’ reactions to the win against perhaps their biggest “enemy.”
Youth, energy and excitement!
May we all win at something today!
Shhh … Silent Sunday. 2/8/26
My Saturday Evening Post: 2/7/25 “A Farmhouse Goodbye”
So yesterday, Robert and I cleaned up the old farmhouse in Southeast Georgia where we have been staying for the last month while our downtown Savannah place was being renovated.
Did the last of the laundry (no dryer) …
I actually enjoyed (well, for a temporary time) the sensation of hanging wet washing on the clotheslines among the Spanish Moss.
We started loading boxes and bags in the kitchen for the return trip.
Looked down and saw him …
Benny in the Box.
He was ready to go home.
Enjoyed our last fire (the place had no central heat).
Enjoyed our unusual but FUN time in the snow a couple of days ago…
Sampled the “attractions” in the tiny town of Springfield GA (pop. 2,874) …
Our favorite Coffee/Bakery/Breakfast place …
And outdoor in January grilling and eating between the cold spells.
A Joyous Adventure. Thank you, Universe/God/Whomever for Such a Splendid Stay.
And that’s My Saturday Evening Post.
Five Friday Happy Bringers 2/6/26
My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. Feeding the birds. In the midst of a bit of snow.
2. Benny on the old cast iron farmhouse bed.
3. Believing that tomorrow, though not promised, will more than likely occur.
4. Ms. Mop and Mr. Broom (a couple, I think) on the side porch at the farmhouse.
(More about their story later.)
5. HR entering a Valentine-y Kroger.
May you have a Weekend of Wonder.
One-Word Wednesday 2/4/25
“Yes!”
I have this quirky (weird?) habit of noticing trees or bushes or sticks that are somehow divided into the shape of the letter Y.
Why the emphasis on Y, you ask?
Well, one time HR and I were hiking in the woods somewhere or other, and I was not feeling well. I might have been a tad frustrated at not feeling the way I wanted to feel.
I looked up from my self-pity and saw a bush that looked like a Y. Undoubtedly a very similar situation to Moses, the wilderness and the burning bush in the Old Testament.
For some reason, the Y bush made me think of the word “Yes.”
Which prompted me to think of what I wanted to be … Yes.
I wanted my health, my good health, to be “Yes!”
I can’t remember if I actually felt physically better after my Awakening in the Woods, but I do recall feeling better mentally. And maybe even laughing a bit at my childish wanting.
But the practice somehow stuck. And I see Y’s everywhere!
So …
Yes! … to good HEALTH.
Yes! … to daily opportunities to be KIND to others.
Yes! … to DEEP BREATHING and healthy lungs.
Yes! …
What would you like to say “Yes!” to today?
(P.S. I see Y’s in chicken bones too. Remember the pulley bone?)
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