Happy Pride from Savannah’s Forsyth Park.
Yes, I know. Pride is traditionally celebrated in the month of June. But it’s SO warm down here in south Georgia that we opt to have it in October. But today was a VERY warm October day.
So the other night, I did a silly post about photographing older folks (“older folks” meaning me).
Here’s a link, in case you missed it:
https://nealenjoy.com/2024/10/07/the-older-i-get-2/
Tonight, I am back in “My Square,” Washington Square, here in Historic District Savannah …
Reading …
And I thought, “Should I do another selfie tonight?“
I started …
“There we go,” I thought, “that angle meets the criteria.”
Then got a bit braver …
And only because fellow blogger buddy Matt VERY generously said my best feature was my smile …
It’s getting dark, so I should go in. HR will be ready for dinner soon. 
May you have a Joyful and Peaceful Wednesday night.
Robert’s Hand, Benny’s Head.
My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. Savannah doors and windows showing off their living beauty near us.
2. The ability to recognize beauty as such.
3. My friend Riboclavin (long story about his unusual moniker, for another time) and his breakfast this morning in Munich, Germany where he is visiting.
4. Speaking of breakfast, my Apple Cobbler for Two this morning from provincial Savannah. 
5. Another look at Approaching Autumn (see yesterday‘s post) on my walk earlier this morning.

May you approach, and be approached by, Beauty this weekend. 
What a Challenge!
My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
Gloriously colorful, geometric shapes everywhere!
2. The ongoing belief that our bodies know how to be well and are always trying to move toward wellness.
3. Colorful carrots!
I made a delicious new dish, Maple Roasted Rainbow Carrots with Fennel Seeds, with some of them.
4. Our “Travel Buddies.” Have I told you about them? Three silly little stuffed animals HR and I have given each other over the years. But they travel with us EVERYWHERE we go.
I’ll do a blog post about some of their adventures soon.
5. Friday!
Joyful weekend ahead for you!
I love this hymn we sang at church this week, as the theme of the service was celebrating our nation’s independence holiday.
It challenges the belief that the United States is “God’s country,” that the USA is more special and deserving of good than other nations.
Take a look at the lyrics, with my emphasis in red:
This Is My Song
by Georgia Elma Harkness, Jean Sibelius, and Lloyd Stone
Verse 1
This is my song O God of all the nations
A song of peace for lands afar and mine
This is my home the country where my heart is
Here are my hopes my dreams my holy shrine
But other hearts in other lands are beating
With hopes and dreams as true and high as mine
Verse 2
My country’s skies are bluer than the ocean
And sunlight beams on cloverleaf and pine
But other lands have sunlight too and clover
And skies are everywhere as blue as mine
O hear my song Thou God of all nations
A song of peace for their land and for mine
Verse 3
This is my prayer O Lord of all earth’s kingdoms
Thy kingdom come on earth Thy will be done
Let Christ be lifted up till all shall serve Him
And hearts united learn to live as one
O hear my prayer Thou God of all nations
Myself I give Thee let Thy will be done
God bless … the World and all its Nations.
A funny, slightly irreverent and heartwarmingly truthful look at the various ways of seeing who Jesus “was” …
There are 3 good arguments that Jesus was BLACK:
1. He called everyone brother
2. He liked Gospel
3. He didn’t get a fair trial
But then there were 3 equally good arguments that Jesus was JEWISH:
1. He went into His Father’s business
2. He lived at home until he was 33
3. He was sure his Mother was a virgin and his Mother was sure He was God
But then there were 3 equally good arguments that Jesus was ITALIAN:
1. He talked with His hands
2. He had wine with His meals
3. He used olive oil
But then there were 3 equally good arguments that Jesus was a CALIFORNIAN:
1. He never cut His hair
2. He walked around barefoot all the time
3. He started a new religion
But then there were 3 equally good arguments that Jesus was an AMERICAN INDIAN:
1. He was at peace with nature
2. He ate a lot of fish
3. He talked about the Great Spirit
But then there were 3 equally good arguments that Jesus was IRISH:
1. He never got married.
2. He was always telling stories.
3. He loved green pastures.
But then there were 3 equally good arguments that Jesus was MEXICAN:
1. He treated his mama like she was a saint.
2. He always wore llantas and a serape.
3. He was a carpenter who could fix anything.
But the most compelling evidence of all – 3 proofs that Jesus was a WOMAN:
1. He fed a crowd at a moment’s notice when there was virtually no food
2. He kept trying to get a message across to a bunch of men who just didn’t get it
3. And even when He was dead, He had to get up because there was still work to do.
(Robert found this somewhere on the internet but couldn’t remember where.)
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