
“CORN”





“CORN”






My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. Attending The Annual Memorial Day Garden Party at friends Pat and Mary Prokops’s lovely Savannah home. Pat is retired now but was a longtime popular meteorologist on a local Savannah station.








2. Driving up to Atlanta for a Braves game.

And getting famous ….


3. The blessing/luxury of having a car. Everybody doesn’t.
4. Fresh vegetables from our favorite Savannah produce stand.

5. Good advice for National Mental Health Awareness month.

May you have a Wonderfully Healthy Weekend ahead!


MARVELING!
The incredibly aromatic blossoms of Jasmine are beginning to say their goodbyes here in historic district Savannah.

I will miss them sorely, although their stalwart greenery will stay to keep guard.
Awakening me from my sadness and reminding me that all is not forlorn, along comes Hydrangea, seemingly popping up everywhere I walk, especially this cool Monday morning.








My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. Reflective spoons.

See me?

2. Being married to a gay man who likes cut flowers… THROUGHOUT the house.
Today, for example …









3. The incredible gift of being able to see. To open my eyes each morning, look around and actually see! What a joy.

4. Celebrating a month, dedicated to our mental health.


And for anyone who is interested, here’s a link to my “Protocol for Anxiety.” As many folks do, I deal with Generalized Anxiety Disorder from time to time. These strategies help.
https://www.icloud.com/notes/02b2DzJouQVaWQhKKlzyDFnCw
5. Friday!


“Yellow”









One of the joys of living in downtown historic district Savannah is that the walks NEVER get old. And are ongoingly (Is that a word?) beautiful.
The other day, Robert had a chiropractor appointment nearby, so I went with him, but then took the opportunity to walk around that particular little neighborhood.
Here’s a sampling of what I saw.




My favorite house I came across:


And look at its side yard!


And here’s a little place, still with a bit of character.






Okay, HR’s finished. Gotta go.


