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Wednesday:) What I Saw On My Walk

19 Sep

“The most beautiful things are not associated with money; they are memories and moments. If you don’t celebrate those, they can pass you by.”

~Alek Wek


My daily walks are a virtual and visual enlightenment for the senses. Hmm? Where did that come from? Very profound,

This morning, after walking little Bella through the park, I took my long solo walk. It was already getting hot outside, maybe upper 80’s, but that never deters me. I always have my trusty cell phone to take pictures of the wonders I see along the way.

Today, a butterfly greeted me as I walked out the door, literally, it was in my doorway. I like to think of that as another “sign” from above. As I walked, more butterflies fluttered around mom and I smiled. One let me take her picture after teasing me by stopping, then flying off as I approached. But, she finally posed for a photo op.

It was trash day, so I took the opportunity to pick up scattered bottles, cans, wrappers, etc. that I find along the way. One finds a lot of trash in an hour. But then, one finds lovely things to brighten the day.

A few blocks from home, one of the neighbors had a beautiful fall display in their front yard. I walked right past it, then turned around and thought, “This is just too lovely not to take a picture of.” Unfortunately, my big ol’ finger got in the way in the upper left, but, you get the idea.

Every day is a new day with new beautiful sites and sounds, and new adventures. Each day is a blessing.

Saturday:) A Soggy Sad Celebration Day

9 Sep

“Celebrate each day, rain or shine, sad or glad, because life is too darn short.”

~Toni Armenta Andrukaitis


It rained pretty much all day today. This morning, the dark grey skies mourned along with the family and friends of Jim Woodcock. I only knew Jim and his wife Trisha for a few months, but they were a sweet couple who met not that long ago at our Single Mingle group after their spouses had passed away. Jim had been married for over fifty years, raising a beautiful family, and blessing the world with his love and kindness. Jim and Trisha started out sharing their grief and stories, and ended up sharing their love. Even while bravely battling cancer since 2001, he always had a smile on his face and a kind word for all.

James William Woodcock passed away September 8th. Today, we celebrated the life of a very fine man.

Pat, Doug, Jerry and I were there to express our condolences and celebrate the fine life of a fine man.

It was such a gloomy afternoon. I stopped at Sweet Spot Bakery to visit with friends, then drove home in the pouring rain. I wasn’t able to get a walk in, and it was bugging me. I need my walk. So, when the going gets tough and rainy, the tough take a nap.

It didn’t stop pouring till almost dark. I grabbed my umbrella for the light drizzle and scurried out for a quick walk. The sunset and glorious glowing clouds were my reward for being patient.

I walked in the dark and celebrated the day, remembering to “Celebrate each day, rain or shine, sad or glad, because life is too darn short.”

Sunday Sermon and a Sunrise

3 Sep

“Beware the self-righteous man, for he will destroy the world many times over before he sees his folly.”

― Stewart Stafford


Another lovely Sunday. It’s always inspiring to catch a magnificent sunrise first thing in the morning on my walk. Then, off to church and greeting at the door with Mary and Jerry.

Today’s Gospel was about the people who complained to Jesus that some of His disciples were eating with unclean hands and not observing the traditions of the elders. Jesus said…

“This people honors me with their lips,

but their hearts are far from me;

in vain do they worship me,

teaching as doctrines human precepts.

You disregard God’s commandment but cling to human tradition.”

MY take on it… it’s not important what you do and say just for show, while people are looking at you. What’s important, what’s genuine, is what you do and how you act when no one is watching. God knows what’s in your heart.

Yep, it’s what’s inside that counts.

Wednesday:) What I See On My Walk

30 Aug

“Always seeing something, never seeing nothing, being photographer”

― Walter De Mulder


My sister paid me a very lovely compliment today. She said,”You take very nice pictures.” She was looking at the photos I took at the Arboretum and the Reunion Tower yesterday. I told her that I didn’t think it’s because I have a special talent, but because I take so many pictures and I know what I like. I take the pictures for me, always looking for unusual angles or backgrounds. I like the unusual. But, I also like the beauty that surrounds me every day, always appreciating the little things. My favorite photos are sunsets and sunrises and sultry summer skies and clouds that clutter the blue skies, and the misty moon in the dark of evening.

Tuesday:) A Toasty Steamy Busy Dizzy Day In Dallas

29 Aug

“SSummertimess is always the best of what might be.”

― Charles Bowden


This morning, my sister and I braved the blistering Texas heat to drive into Dallas to do a little sightseeing. We started a little after 9am, so morning rush hour was past, and the traffic wasn’t too unbearable. But, those of you who know me, well, you know that I’m directionally impaired, so driving to new places is a definite challenge.

My dear friend, Siri, on my cell phone got us to the Dallas Arboretum and Botanical Gardens. We only had a couple little setbacks trying to find a parking spot, but we eventually found a very good spot.

The gardens were gorgeous, and so lush and green, considering the Texas heat and water shortage and lack of rain. I’ll let the pictures do the talking…

I sat on a bench and had a long conversation with a really “HOT” guy. Really! He was really hot and I burned my bottom when I sat on the metal bench. Worth a sonnet or two.

Also, I couldn’t help but snap a photo of a beautiful young lady during a photo shoot in the gardens.

After the Arboretum, we drove into downtown Dallas to visit Reunion Tower.

More pictures to tell the story.

The orangish building on the left is the 6th floor Book Depository and Museum. Always eerie just thinking about it.

It was a good day in Dallas. But, it’s good to be home in the air conditioning, under the ceiling fan, writing and sharing my day.

From 470 feet up you experience breathtaking 360-degree panoramic views, high-definition zoom cameras, interactive touch screens, telescopes, a free digital photo and an indoor/outdoor observation deck that lets you see for miles in any direction.


9 Aug

“Art is standing with one hand extended into the universe and one hand extended into the world, and letting ourselves be a conduit for passing energy.”

~ Albert Einstein


This morning was our first Art Club of McKinney monthly meeting after our summer break. We are very proud to be the oldest continuing art club in the state of Texas. Way back, in the day, members had to be invited artists, and their possible membership was voted on by the members. Today, anyone and everyone is welcome to join or just visit the group. All are welcome. You don’t have to be an artist, or even a student of art. You just need to enjoy friendship, camaraderie, and learning and sharing wonderful art.

The first meeting of the season is my favorite. I like to call it “show and tell.” Members are asked to bring a few examples of their art and talk a little bit about their work.

So, I’m just going to “show and tell” with some photos from this morning…

Now, a few of my artistic friends…

I’m sure you can see that we have quite a talented community of artists. Come join us sometime and share in the fun.

Friday:) Finding Feathers

27 Jul

“Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul – and sings the tunes without the words – and never stops at all.”

~Emily Dickinson


It’s funny, the things that most people don’t even notice, mean so very much to me. I went walking early this morning before the excruciating oppressive Texas heat set in. I’m never looking for lucky pennies or lucky feathers, they just seem to appear beneath my feet. (Signs)

About two miles into my walk, a beautiful black and white feather was waiting for me on a warm speckled gray driveway. I smiled.

“Hope is a thing of feathers….”

I continued my walk, enjoying the temporary cloud cover and the glorious sky that painted the eastern sky. “Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.”