My photo. Pelican Little Sarasota Bay at Blackburn Point. Florida! 2015

Saturday, November 30, 2013

Conversations With the Universe


We arrived in Ft. Ogden Friday afternoon.  The temperature was 72 degrees, today 79 degrees with scattered rain. We set up the RV in our new spot.  

The northerner’s are here and more on the way.  Darrell has been out doing his meet and greet, with Molly, I am happy to socialize at potlucks.  I am friendly but private.  You will be greatly surprised to know there are campground politics.  YaYa.

It remains a curiosity, this Black Friday, the name should be a clue.  There is nothing I want bad enough to join the masses and behave in the manner of some.  Could be our values are skewed?!

This was on Facebook and feels right to me.  And so I share it with you all.
I like to converse with the universe, don’t you?!  Imagining our good conversations help the universe, and in turn, all of us.  We are all one.

You all are in my thoughts and prayers.  Wishing all good things to settle in your lives.

and now a few last morning in Lake City Florida.
The Otter, in pond, City Park Campground, Lake City, FL.
The otter's tail and he disappears under water.
The sun worshipers.


Wednesday, November 27, 2013

Happy Thanksgiving Everyone and Happy Hanukkah

Somehow I feel the spirit of Thanksgivings past, the reasons for my thankfulness, to remember the beginnings warms my heart. ❤

Beyond my first loves God, my family, and friends, I savor as much of life as I can.  Grateful to still be a living participant.

Art is another person’s concept and skill, what is in their minds 
eye, and heart.  On occasion a painting or drawing walks into my heart to stay.  At these times something of how I see and feel is expressed by someone of the same spirit.

I give you Harvey Dunn from South Dakota, a tiny sample of his art (1884 to 1952):
The Prairie is My Garden.Digging Out


“In 1621, the Plymouth colonists and Wampanoag Indians shared an autumn harvest feast that is acknowledged today as one of the first Thanksgiving celebrations in the colonies. For more than two centuries, days of thanksgiving were celebrated by individual colonies and states. It wasn't until 1863, in the midst of the Civil War, that President Abraham Lincoln proclaimed a national Thanksgiving Day to be held each November.”

Life is very changed since civil war time.  While tradition remains a large part of me, my celebration and focus has enlarged.  Tradition not being the end all.



Wednesday, November 20, 2013

Pretty Quiet on the Homefront

We are in Lake City, Florida, until after Thanksgiving, and most likely will leave next Friday.  

Molly has been pretty sick.  She has been to the vet, no parasites, no infected ears, but has allergy ears.  Two shots one antibiotic, one to stop vomiting.  Today she has eaten a little and drunk water, will go out side to take care of business, and lays on the couch.  I’m a little worried.

Lake City - City Campground is beautiful land,  old Florida, moss hangs in oak trees and blows in the wind, and Florida swamp is visible in the ponds.  The possibility of sinking into the swamp is not lost on me.  

Reading:  The Neighbor, author Lisa Gardner.

Below, snapshots around the campground. 
Dragonflies Follow me.
Home Sweet Home, for now.

Thursday, November 14, 2013

Will I Get Over the Carolinas?

 We are back in Florida.  I have mixed feeling.  Will North and South Carolina will wear off?   

Jacksonville Florida is packed with people.  “They” have jobs and families and  and social lives.  “They” must see doctor’s and dentists and get the idea!  “They” like sports, libraries, and restaurants.  And therefore, the roads or teaming with people living their lives. 

From what I can see, most stores are ignoring Thanksgiving, and gangbusters for Christmas.  It’s all about the money.  This is disturbing on so many levels.

From here we are going to Lake City Florida for a week.  Checking out the RV parks, and camping in one.  It is looking like we may settle in north Florida when the time comes.  

Just finished two books by J.A. Jance, and “The Kite Runner”.  Reading is a friend of mine.  Saving hundreds of recipes from Facebook.  Walking.  Oh, and photographing everything that catches my eye.

Wishing all good things to settle in your life.  It happens dear hearts.

Quick Look at Big Tree RV Park
South Carolina

Sunday, November 3, 2013

Nature is always my welcome Friend.....Photography is my Passion.

I ride through different towns looking and observing passionately the world around me.  Could be a city, or country road doesn’t matter, watching life is time well spent.  Life is either going on everywhere, or worn out and falling down.  And I want to take pictures.

Every front porch is personal, do they have rockers, or wind chimes, or both?  Are there thirsty blood red geraniums in terra pots?  Are the lawns manicured or wild natural grasses, or smooth river stones?  Shrubs trimmed and plentiful or eclectic gatherings of christmas tree cactus and dwarf orange trees?  I like homes with lots of trees, I am a tree hugger.

Dark creosote stained tar paper tobacco barns,  red painted barns (there are thousands, by the way), red clay country roads, main streets in old downtown buildings are comforting because they remain.   Unpainted wood homes or fences may be  smoothed by wind and rain turned different shades of gray.  I want to take pictures.

Traveling has opened my eyes to see the magnitude of humans on this earth.  It’s a big deal to me.  Parallel lives are being lived in each place, realizing this I can see life on other planets. Traveling is like reading the world in real time.

Photography is my way of sharing, I want everyone to “see”, though I realize  photos only capture a smidgen of being there.

Now take good care of yourself, be good to yourself, drink lots of water, walk in the woods, climb a mountain, or kick up sand on a beach....and read a good book.

I wanted you to see the clarity of this blissful blue sky, greenness of the pine needles, and blaze of fall leaves. 
See the hand of God.
Because I love the hearth, center of the home, and Like the word when spoken.

Saturday, November 2, 2013

Yesterday and Today

They did fight -

G-Son Zac!

Today is Saturday, I'm thinking,  Hockey hockey Hoc-eeeee.  Game tonight at 7:00 p.m., Fayetteville FireAntz, North Carolina.   My FireAntz played hard and lost last night (Friday).  Tonight is our last game for now, we are on a slow wind down to Florida.  Monday we head out for Hollywood, South Carolina, close to Charleston.

Today is a cool 65 degrees, forecast 74 high, and clearing skies.  Last night it was raining when we arrived at the arena, and when we left.
Fall leaves are graduated shades of chestnut to red.  My heart fills with happy as I walk in these woods.
Cranberry, Chestnut, Orange, Greens and Browns....Happy Colors

Last night I was totally tuned in to TMC (Turner Classic Movies).  Light comedies, “Libeled Lady (1936)” starring Jean Harlow andSpencer Tracey, and “Nothing Sacred (1937) starring Carole Lombard andWalter Connolly.
I went to bed at 3:10 a.m.
Libeled Lady
Nothing Sacred
Wishing your days to be filled with health, contentment,  and a warm hearth.