
After the dark time with kitty cat Benny’s passing, daughter Amy offered us a couple of weeks at the Ponte Vedra condo to get away for a bit and allow the quiet surf to soothe.




After the dark time with kitty cat Benny’s passing, daughter Amy offered us a couple of weeks at the Ponte Vedra condo to get away for a bit and allow the quiet surf to soothe.



My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts
It is a bit difficult to write about Happiness today, because of course it is the anniversary of one of the most horrendous days in our nation’s recent history. And it is the day after putting our sweet feline kitty to sleep. But I will try.
1. First of all, the ability to feel and experience emotions, even the really tough ones.
2. A beautiful evening walk along the Savannah River a few blocks from our place and encountering a huge cargo ship heading out to sea and on to Marseille, France.



3. Daughter Amy’s medical company here in Savannah, Coastal Care Partners, winning multiple awards announced in the current edition of Savannah Magazine.



4. All these little Jesus figurines that keeping popping up. I’m not sure of their exact purpose, but they always made me smile.

Have you seen them around where you live?

5. Joyful memories of Benny and his 17 1/2 years of enjoying life.



This morning Robert and I had to “put down” our beloved Benny. He has been “going downhill“ (how did we come up with all these euphemisms relating to death?) for quite a while now. This last week Benny, quite the senior citizen at 17 1/2, became noticeably lethargic, sleeping basically all the time, having difficulty breathing, and showing no interest in his food or his water, alerting us, per our vet’s advice, that the time had come. (Benny had progressive throat cancer.)
Robert and I will celebrate 10 years of marriage in December, but Benny has been with R much longer and is his True First.

So this morning HR loaded Benny in his carrier for one last ride.



How difficult it is to say Goodbye.










My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts
1. Robert and me enjoying an Atlanta Braves home game.


“Buy me some peanuts and Cracker Jacks
I don’t care if I never get back
Let me root, root, root for the home team
If they don’t win it’s a shame …”

BTW, it was a shame, darn it.
But still a grand old time.
2. And what’s a baseball game without a foot-long hotdog?!

3. The ability to smile … and mean it.

4. Atlanta’s High Museum of Art, one of our favorite spots to hang out when we visit the ATL.


5. Taking a closer look at the very artistic children’s playground at Atlanta’s Piedmont Park.

It was imagined and designed back in 1976 by terrific artist Isamu Noguchi.





May you get some playing done this weekend!
My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts
1. Sunset’s beauty. It never gets old.



2. Key Lime Pie.

3. Feeling good physically. What a blessing it is when it happens.
4. Benny insisting on resting atop a bunch of plastic grocery bags.


5. The necessity of flowers.


Joyful last weekend of August to you!




Two words night be better …





And that’s My Saturday Evening Post.

My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts
1.Seeing Robert.

2. My blackberry, raspberry and whipped cream waffles for breakfast.



3. Having an appetite (or appetites).
4. Lighting a candle and saying a prayer at the Cathedral Basilica of Saint Augustine the other day. For peace of heart for us all.



And what colorfully beautiful Spanish architecture and artwork.


5. Reminding myself to embrace the beauty and promise of each new morning .


Wishing you a promising weekend.