Marveling this Monday, remembering the terrific Savannah Pride Weekend we just experienced.
As I have mentioned before, both Savannah and Atlanta hold their Pride Festivals in October because the traditional month of June is simply TOO HOT here.
We started the weekend at our church’s Friday night Pride Service. 
Then Saturday was the Savannah Pride Festival in beautiful Forsyth Park.
I love the beautiful truthfulness of this poster:
My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. Yummy Muscadine Barbecue Wings I made the other night.
2. Walking into PetSmart and seeing this Halloween costume display for doggies.
Seriously?
3. Our sense of Sound. What are you hearing right now? Pause for a second and be mindful of all the sounds in your experience at this moment. Even if some of those sounds are perhaps a bit annoying (hello neighborhood dog that will not stop barking), still, what a blessing to be able to hear!
4. Being mesmerized by more than 10,000 pumpkins (!) on display on a recent trip to the Atlanta Botanical Garden.
(P.S. I asked one of the garden workers what would happen to all of the pumpkins when they were removed. She told me they would be made into mulch for the garden. I felt better after that.)
5. This quirky drawing of a goat.
May something quirky give you a bit of happiness this weekend!
Today’s No Kings Day here in Savannah loudly and colorfully protested Trump’s increasingly dangerous authoritarian moves.
Robert and I joined five thousand other patriotic Americans to say in unison that we have had enough of Trump’s Hitler-esque “leadership.”
My favorite chant at the protest:
“Tell Me What Democracy Looks Like.”
“This Is What Democracy Looks Like!”
It Really Isn’t.
What a peaceful, beautiful, loving, patriotic gathering of folks wanting the best for our nation.
GOD BLESS AMERICA.
And that’s my Saturday Evening Post,.
As you probably know, Monday night gave us the beautiful Harvest Moon of 2025. And while I didn’t have any crops that needed to be harvested in the bright moonlight (as was done yesteryear), Robert and I did go on a wonderfully invigorating and insightful “Harvest Moon Hike” with about ten other moon watchers at nearby Skidaway Island State Park here in Savannah.
“The moniker harvest moon indicates that it’s the full moon event closest to the autumnal equinox, or the first day of fall. Historically, the moon’s bright light helped farmers complete their harvests for the year, according to The Old Farmer’s Almanac.” cnn
“This moon will be the first of three back-to-back supermoons this year. A supermoon happens when the moon reaches perigee, or its nearest point to our planet, making it appear larger and fuller.” cnn
One of Robert’s photos:
And some of my sad attempts …
… which I ended up sort of liking and am now calling “artistic.”
“Oh, shine on, shine on harvest moon up in the sky
Shine on, shine on harvest moon”
My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. This lovely little harbinger of serenity who peacefully greets me each time I walk into our bathroom.
No, no, not the patriotic wise owl on the top shelf. Look closer, down in the lower left.
In light and shadow, she welcomes me.
(But I’m trying to get her a better working environment.)
2. My beautifully shirted HR and this amazing cinnamon roll we had the other morning at a new restaurant near us, The Municipal Bar, inside a new hotel, The Municipal, which is a gorgeous revamp of an old city building where we used to pay our water bill. TMI?
3. The ability to taste. Isn’t that sense just absolutely amazing?!
4. Experiencing the Fall season, even inside the house. Here’s our pretty mature fiddle leaf fig.
She has been shedding a few leaves lately—but then again, haven’t we all?
For some reason, I couldn’t bring myself to simply throw the leaves away.
So I looked around and plopped them in our little wall vase.
And actually found them quite beautiful in their color-changing Autumnal phase.
Look at the chlorophyll saying goodbye.
Robert (so very helpfully) reminded me recently that I too am in my Fall/Autumn Phase.
After I started speaking to him again, I thought about it and decided to hope that my chlorophyll stays bright and green for a while longer.
5. Getting successfully through an intracept procedure earlier this week (a type of back surgery, which hopefully will help my lower back pain).
Is it legal for HR to take photos in a surgery center? I would have yelled at him, but I was a bit out of it.
(More about THAT entire experience in an upcoming post.)
May you have some non-surgical fun this weekend.
This afternoon here in Savannah …
3:00 — Real Feel — 97
My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. Evening walk along the Savannah River near us.
2. Kitty cat Benny’s peaceful head on me as we afternoon nap.
3. Retirement and its nap-ability schedule.
4. The hearty, comforting and delicious joy of a traditional egg, bacon, hash brown and sourdough toast breakfast.
5. Purple.
May you have a colorful weekend ahead.
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!
NealEnJoy 