My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. Glorious early morning sunlight on grass.
2. Beginning to see a few (emphasis on “few”) early indications of Approaching Autumn here in Savannah.
3. The simply amazing Ability to Walk! What a blessing. The next time you walk today (if you can), shout (or think loudly), “Look at me! I am WALKING!”
4. The beautiful opposite of Happy Bringer #1 above …
… evening sunset.
5. Watermelon with a mouth.
Happy Weekend!
… when your daughter asks you to pose AS A SENIOR CITIZEN for some “professional photos” for new advertising for the Savannah medical company she founded and runs, Coastal Care Partners.
It took all my acting chops to pull off such a difficult and challenging role.
Here’a a link to Amy’s very cool business website:
I’m marveling this Monday morn, reliving Robert’s and my delightful hiking adventure at nearby J. F. Gregory Park down in nearby Richmond Hill GA.
And a little picnic in the park …
I hope you have something to marvel about this Monday.
September is here! And I am marveling this morning because it was 66° (!) when Robert and I headed out to one of our favorite coffee shops, Flora and Fauna. I actually wore a jacket! (I had to look around a bit for it.)
My coffee:
HR’s:
Happy September First!
My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. Fresh South Georgia Bi-color Corn.
Or as I call it, Bisexual Corn.
2. My new, neat little sitting and reading area in our bedroom. Robert put up the shelves next to my chair.
Now he can watch his superhero movies and shows in the living room, and I can read, quietly, in the bedroom.
It probably doesn’t look like much to you, but these couple of square feet are my own little nest to settle, relax, breathe and read.
3. The incredible ability to make plans. To prepare. To dream. To think ahead.
4. Incredible truth, which I often don’t pause to remember.
We were walking through Hobby lobby the other day, when Robert said, “Neal pick up these, hold them. Let me take a few pictures of your truth.”
5. A very inappropriate, but humorous and truthful candle I saw on my older daughter Amy’s bedside table recently.
May you enjoy some inappropriate humor this weekend!
Like my somewhat odd obsession with colorful paper napkins (reminder: speak with therapist about this), I also love another kitchen item — the humble mug or cup.
For some reason (therapist note #2), I find mugs and cups comforting, substantial and grounding, especially when filled early morn with coffee and half and half, or if I’m in a adventurous mood, heavy cream.
Here a few more of my mugshots.
I asked Google AI about the difference between a mug and a cup, but I’m not sure she (?) he (?) got it quite right:
“A mug is a type of large, durable cup with a handle, used for hot drinks and without a saucer, while a cup is a smaller, more general-purpose drinking vessel, often more delicate, and might or might not have a handle or saucer. Mugs are designed for casual, everyday use with heartier beverages like lattes or hot chocolate, whereas cups are often favored for more formal settings with drinks like tea or coffee.”
But okay, whatever. I like them both.
And look, here’s one without a handle!
HR and a few mugcups …
Well, that’s about enough mugginess for one post.
We’re doggie-sitting for Daughter Amy. Here’s Coastal leaning on Robert’s faded pinkish Smirnoff t-shirt this morn at coffee time.
World Photography Week ends tomorrow, so here are a few photos from my evening walk on Skidaway Island today.
Approaching a stop sign, I saw them in the distance.
And they saw me.
I decided not to follow the stop sign’s injunction.
Deer me, they outstared me, so I guess it’s time to move on.
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