
Shhh … Silent Sunday. 3/5/23


So, as I have shown in several recent posts, Savannah’s azaleas have been gloriously beautiful this late winter. Blooming earlier than usual.



But, believe it or not, some of them are beginning to move past their prime.


Which saddens me.
But poet Robert Frost understood this issue. And helps us to understand it.

May we enjoy the gold while it’s here.
1. A beautiful spring (almost) morning walk yesterday around Savannah’s Forsyth Park. Here’s Robert trying to steal the show. But I think the azaleas won.


The azaleas are actually breathtaking for this early in March.






2. The beauty of pine cones.

3. Reaching one thousand (!) meditation sessions this week.

4. Attending the coolest outdoor workshop yesterday evening over on Skidaway Island at the University of Georgia’s Skidaway Institute of Oceanography.

For two hours approaching sunset, we hiked among the old growth live oaks and the marsh, ending up at the boardwalk on Wilmington River.

The workshop was for photographers (which HR is, as many of you know). I went along for the ride, walking around and pointing my iPhone camera here and there in what I hoped conveyed a confident “Just look at the depth of field I can evoke from that angle, not to mention the aspect ratio and exposure compensation” sensibility.
Like here …





And here he is worrying me by getting too close to the muddy marsh and the lurking alligators that are abundant in the area.

A few of the other photographers.



A fabulous evening!
5. Early Savannah wisteria …

May you have a photograph-worthy weekend ahead!
A blog category of pics I’ve taken of HR (Hubby Robert) and … well, just about anything.
Robert and … the world.

This huge globe, an old, iconic landmark in Savannah, is getting a redo as a part of a new Starbucks.



So today I reached this milestone in my meditation practice …


Shouldn’t I be a guru or something?

So why do I still feel like such a novice?
Marveling at the beauty, often hidden, to be found when we cast our gaze from the sidewalk.






What marvels are in your line of sight this day?


HR and I drove over to Tybee Island, aka Savannah Beach, (twenty minutes away) for a morning beach walk, actually our first one in 2023.
Robert parked the car near the pier, while looking all cool and beach hip.

(I stood in the shade and daydreamed while he did that parking app thingy, which I don’t quite understand.)

After parking my sandals in the sand, we walked toward the Atlantic.
(FYI: HR does not like to go barefoot on the beach. He doesn’t like to feel those bad little tiny broken shells on his feet.)
(FYI 2: Sometimes you just have to put up with all the quirks in a relationship.)




Here’s Robert and a bird.

And here’s a short documentary titled Cold Feet, produced and directed by HR, starring me.

Terrific morning!

My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. White roses.

2. The excitement when grandson Gabriel’s junior high basketball team wins their region championship this week.



3. The incredible beauty of very late winter in Savannah. (It’s still about a month until the official beginning of spring.)







4. The sensation of Touch. What a joy. I thought of this today when I pulled out a thick beach towel from our dryer. Oh my goodness.
5. This incredibly delicious chocolate croissant from a brand new and very cool bakery near us, Sweet Patricia’s. http://www.sweetpatricias.com


May your weekend ahead be delicious.