
Shhh … Silent Sunday. 2/12/23


Recently Robert and I were walking in our favorite Savannah library, Bull Street, when we came upon this poster …


Yes. Yes. Yes.
In spite of what the right-wing extremists say, we should be able to read what we want to read, as should our children.

1. The squirrel on our dining room table. HR’s nickname is Squirrel (long story), so I love it when I find little squirrel figurines.

2. The mincemeat pie I made with leftover mincemeat (from Christmas). It was delicious!



The only issue I had with it was the potential murder weapon Robert used to serve it.

3. The ability to taste, TASTE! Sweet, sour, bitter, salty, etc. What an incredible blessing!
4. The camellias blooming all over Savannah this February.

And for some reason I find the blossoms that fall on the ground so pretty.

5. The joy of leftovers.
At least, once a week, Robert and I have a meal with only leftovers.


Make your weekend be so good (in whatever way you define good) that you will have leftovers on Monday.
A blog category of pics I’ve taken of HR (Hubby Robert) and … well, just about anything.
Robert and … shoes.

So we were walking home yesterday from somewhere or other. When all of a sudden, Robert stopped, excitedly, and spent at least five minutes, maybe ten, taking pictures of … a pair of abandoned shoes on the sidewalk.

I started to argue. And ask him why. But then I thought about the importance of maintaining relationships. So instead, I paused, and did a little meditation exercise.

“Legs”


1. Walking out into a Savannah square near us to read. Sending a selfie to Robert.

And getting his response

2. Being able to walk. To put one foot in front of the other, time and time again. What a blessing!
3. HR decorating our little sidewalk tree trunk garden, with some fallen camellia blossoms.

4. Learning about joy from the Dalai Lama and Archbishop Desmond Tutu.

(Our 162nd book we have read together.)
5. Beautiful food.




Here’s hoping your weekend is beautifully delicious.
HR and me, back in 2017 with a substantial Golden Pig.



HR and I drove to our favorite Savannah library this morn to return a book we had just finished. [Boys Come First, our 161st (!) book we have read together.]
Walking out of the Bull Street Library, I saw this incredible old Live Oak …

It rained yesterday, so the resurrection fern was in proud display.
Walk closer with me.





If it doesn’t rain anymore, in a couple of days, the resurrection fern will dry up, be dark brown, and look dead.
Until the next rain.
