how true.. good morning everyone
“A friend is what the heart needs
all the time.”
~ Henry Van Dyke
Friendship Measures Worth
August 7, 2022
Hidden
August 6, 2022
Morris island a conservation area, tucked away off the beaten track. You have to know its there, and you have to want to go there. For me it sent me into “longing” it has a lot of water, small bays and inlets all teasing and inviting to paddle, canoe/kayak. It was a very hot day, we were in the high 80’s with a ton of humidity just to make it more interesting… walking (for me) was an effort, what kept me going was the shaded areas I could see ahead of me on the path we were on.
Bonnie had her bird identifier ap with her.. she was happily giving me the names of the birds she could hear in the trees around us. I was content to wander with my knife shaving off the dead bark off a piece of driftwood I found at the start of the walk. It was casual and lazy, we had no need to rush, we simply put one foot in front of the other .. and made our way along the pathway we were on. There were numerous trails that ran off the road we were on, but we stuck to the main trail we’d begun at the start of our “trek”.
It was at one of the little bays we passed that Bonnie spotted something in the water she thought at first was a swimming turtle, but, in fact it turned out to be a beaver! It helps to have someone with you who is observant and sees things you would not otherwise see. I was focused on finding wood, she an experienced birder was more observant on life above the ground. I was checking out all the dead wood with interesting features.. Made for a pleasant walk, usually I am on my own, so this was a delightful experience for me. Careful Bonnie, I might want to drag you out into the wilderness more often. =^_^=
There was a section of our walk that I was totally engrossed with. I found it was full of hiding places for the “wee” ones. =^_^=
Hidden in the cracks and crevices we saw today, live a zillion micro cells of plant matter and small insects, some of the openings are gateways for the many rodents and wee ones that roam the forest floor. During the season where I am not totally wiped by the heat and humidity I want to go back with my Nikon and get close ups. I know that there was much that was hidden from view today… =^_^+
Never stop exploring
Pl Precept #18 Each moment is a turning point.
It’s okay to think “this is where it starts” There is always a turning point. It’s important what you do from now.
Perfect Liberty 2021.27
Wondering why on earth I want to be that stump… cuz…. just because… some days life is full of challenges, that was yesterday for me… so today, its my start of the day “wish”…. Quiet please. no problem to resolve, no challenge, just the opportunity for quiet and good company.
Don’t let circumstances sway your decision. It does not help to overthink things. Sometimes we just need to make up our minds and move forward.
Perfect Liberty 2022.6
Timing
August 5, 2022
I was of great interest.. they left the little area they were in to swim by me. This strange human sitting on a stump in the middle of the river.. When I caught sight of myself later as I entered a shop .. I actually wondered they didn’t just all fly off.
The best timing is when you notice. When you notice something , it is God sending you a message. Act right away so you don’t miss good timing.
Perfect Liberty 2022.5
LIFE DOESN’T HAVE TO BE PERFECT TO BE WONDERFUL…
Thursday 4th
August 4, 2022
Doors come in all shapes and sizes and over the years, I have shared many many doors . Lately I have discovered cigar porn, I had no idea, none… that to some the search for that “perfect” smoke, is like the search for a fine wine. Like anything else, I lived searching out my interests and sharing …which is great fun.. but while I was looking at taking pictures of doors, someone else was searching out a good cigar.. and like the doors cigars come in all shapes and sizes.. AND.. where and how they are grown makes a difference in the taste etc. of the cigar. ie. how long it burns, HOW it burns, etc etc.
Having said that. I went back to my doors and (these were from one folder, out of “many”) I can’t taste the door, but they hold an attraction, I asked myself, is it the door itself, or is it how its been painted and how its being used that makes it “stand out” for me. Is it the door itself or how it fits into the structure (if there is one) .. what is it about doors…??? We are many, I had no idea just how many till I discovered Norm’s Thursday doors,( now hosted by Dan ), Thursday Doors lives on.. and we continue to gather participants. Fellow Door chases/stalkers… any suggestions on how and why we fell in love with “Doors”?
Thursday doors is a widely read and circulated post – I’m curious, have you or do you know of anyone who is into cigars like we are to doors? I’m over 50 I’ve lived a number of years, and it is only recently I’ve discovered there is a world out there where the cigar is the centre of attention.
How many people do you know that walk past, go through and use a door, but never see it.
When you get stuck, go back to the beginning. Could it be that you have forgotten what initially sparked your enthusiasm? By remembering what inspire you in the beginning, you will feel a renewed enthusiasm.
Perfect Liberty 2012.4
For more doors visit Dan’s site, No Facilities https://nofacilities.com/2022/08/04/clay-hill-part-2/
The pleasures of a New York summer on the Speedway
August 3, 2022
I love this bloggers posts.. I can feel the heat.. such great research is done!
New York in the summer can be a miserable place. But not on the Speedway—aka, the Harlem River Speedway. Here, ladies strolled in their light summer dresses and sportsmen on trotting horses took in the pleasures of open, airy Upper Manhattan along the bluffs of the Harlem River.
Painter and illustrator Jay Hambidge captured a glimpse of this splendid roadway in his 1898 painting “Summer on the Speedway.” The Speedway opened that year in July, spanning the riverfront from 155th Street in Harlem to Dyckman Street in Inwood, according to the Museum of the City of New York.
The bridge is the 1840s High Bridge, stretching from Manhattan to the Bronx—it’s perhaps the only thing in this painting that still exists in the city today.
In 1920, the Speedway was paved and open to motor cars. By 1940, it had become part of Robert Moses’ Harlem River Drive…
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meditation
August 2, 2022
I sat in silence, my companion shares the summer moment with me. There is a quiet exchange of simply being, side by side. No long range lens, just me, myself and I with the duck. Sharing a forever moment.
As I got up to leave, I was swarmed by a couple of wild turkeys and their brood. I was sitting on a fallen tree that was lying over the water, the young ones were rushing down to drink … they were now inches from me, with the one look from the parent, I saw down again… I knew who was trespassing in their space. When she saw I was not going to move or do anything to scare her brood, she meandered off and left them to peck and drink. It was interesting to watch how they turn over the rocks with their feet to get whatever juicy morsel is under the rock.
Discover each person’s (living being) unique qualities. When we approach people with respect, we can understand them better and see their special qualities.
Perfect Liberty 2022. 2
watching the world go by
July 30, 2022
What to do, the bugs were so bad at P23, I wasn’t going to offer myself up to the hungry insects, I left in search of water. It had been awhile since I’d gone to Mud Lake in the west end.. thought I’d go have a look. Didn’t have my camera with me, but thought..” I have plenty of pictures of geese” so would just stroll the paths along the inlet (lake).
Well plans change. When I got there I saw that blocking the road up ahead (further than I usually park) were a zillion geese, sunning themselves, doing their morning rituals… not concerned that their numbers were such a car would not be able to get through. I drove up and parked on the left in a small 4 car parking indentation. When I got out, a father and his offspring were coming off a path to the right of where I would usually enter this side of the area. ” if you are quick you’ll see a mother wild turkey with her young ones strolling through the trees.”
I started for the path to the left of the fence, but he called out and said,” no go to the right ” I have been to Mud lake on numerous occasions, but had never gone in the area he suggested. I had always assumed that since there was cut lawn there, and a building down the way, that this was just, I don’t know .. a lawn. One should never assume. As I walked along the path that hugged the path, I found myself having to bend down under the branches of the trees that lined the manicured lawn.
To my delight I saw the adult wild turkey heading to the west further down from where I was.. couldn’t see the babies though… I thought to myself.. timing.. too bad, I’ve missed them.. but I continued on the path since I could hear water, and knew the river was ahead. Hello…. I found myself in the most wonderful of openings. (see picture above on the left) the heat of the summer has brought the water level down, I could pick my way over the flat river rocks.. and just meander along the shoreline without having to step into the water itself.
It was a beautiful unexpected visit, a new discovery, in an old known haunt… another example of how allowing yourself to do something different. can offer up new opportunities to present themselves.
Have a prayerful mind to love yourself and others. Open up your heart fully when praying to God. It will help you sort out your feelings.
Perfect Liberty 2022.31
An evening of music, of quiet, of no rushing around, just chilling. I had a full day catching up on “to do” activities, it had been too hot/humid to be outside. I did go out and prune back overly aggressive vines, ground cover, I lasted less than an hour. In clearing up “stuff”, in the electronic age, we have so much “trash” accumulated on hard drives, our phones etc. I came across the above “captured moment” in a folder dated 2015… wow.. couldn’t even remember who, where, when, what… obviously I had fun writing and creating the piece… but … such is life… another reason for really enjoying and living the moments .. because… every day is a new day..
No I didn’t delete it, I’ll come across it again someday, maybe… and when I do.. who knows.. I might recall who, what, where, when, and what inspired that moment, .. but if I don’t.. it is OK too.. why, cuz … wow .. how I see it, is if I knew such happiness then… such moments do exist, and nothing is impossible.
Let’s have a humble mind. Once you think, “that’s good enough,” you become blind to the opportunities to me more creative.
Perfect Liberty 2022.30
I have always tried to live each moment with “Makoto” (Sincerity) – in this way … I seldom have regrets.. from a very early age it was instilled in me to always be focused on now .. and do my best. My Dad used to tell me .. if I pay attention NOW, I wouldn’t have to study and cram to remember for exams, I’d know because I paid attention at the time.. Plus when you are in the moment, you see and hear exactly what is being said and happening…. trying to recall something days, months years later… well, we all know… it is not the same.
REMiNDER – service on the 1st is at 7 pm not in the morning.
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