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Posted in My Saturday Evening Post

My Saturday Evening Post: 10/8/22 “Hello! from Atlanta Pride”

Posted on by Neal Saye

So Robert and I are in Atlanta this weekend for Pride. You may (or may not) know that the traditional month for Pride celebrations is June. But not in the deep South. It’s too hot! And some of our Pride might melt. October works better.

We’re staying at a very cool Airbnb near Piedmont Park where the festival is held.

We get our steps in climbing up to our suite …

“Come on up, Neal!”

And we have our very own little morning coffee spot …

Like-minded folks here.

Georgia races

Today, Saturday, is the Pride festival. (Tomorrow is the parade.)

Such loving, accepting and inclusive fun.

HR, proudly, trying to look cool and hip.

HAPPY OCTOBER PRIDE, Y’ALL!

Posted in Five Friday Happy Bringers

Five Friday Happy Bringers 10/7/22

Posted on by Neal Saye

1. My glasses.

Oh my goodness, WHAT would I do without them?!

2. The Atlanta Braves winning the National League East … again.

3. Lunch with youngest granddaughter Isabelle for Pre-K lunch (at 10:45 a.m.!).

Isabelle hugging Nana and holding a tiny piece of broccoli.

4. Colorful Fall

Corner of our dining table

5. The simple joy of being alive.

Side note: The dead-looking, brownish clumps you see to the right and underneath the brilliant green …

They are not dead at all. They are Resurrection Ferns. And as soon as the next rain comes, they will burst into more obvious life and challenge the green vine’s brilliance.

May we all burst into More Obvious Life this weekend!

Posted in Monday Moaning or Monday Marveling?

Monday Moaning or Monday Marveling? 10/3/22

Posted on by Neal Saye

Sitting in my faithful study chair with my “it’s-a-brand-new-day!” coffee precariously perched upon my knee (what? you don’t do that?), I suddenly noticed/was mindful of the Glorious Morning Sun streaking in through the blinds.

A shiver of joy awakened me once again to the Consistencies of Life: new morns following each night, breathing out following each breathing in, beauty all around just for the price of looking and seeing.

Here’s another day, dear,
Here’s the sun again
Peeping in his pleasant way
Through the window pane.
Rise and let him in, dear,
Hail him “hip hurray!”
Now the fun will all begin.
Here’s another day!

— from Glad Day by Graham Robertson

Posted in My Saturday Evening Post

My Saturday Evening Post: 10/1/22 “Every Doorway”

Posted on by Neal Saye

I have always had a love affair with doors, especially eccentric doors.

Doors beckon, or deny.

Here’s one I saw today on a walk with Robert in our Historic District Savannah. It had a storied past, don’t you think?

Our old front door.
Self-explanatory

A cool gay door.
On our wedding day in December 2016. In front of where we got married in the courtyard of this tiny house. Circa late 1700’s.

Here’s to Doors!