Spent a lovely Sunday afternoon at the Tall Ships Festival. I wish we had seen them under sail in the afternoon. The harbor is visible from our deck so we had hoped to see them from home when they set out for their sunset sail but the marine layer was galloping in. They looked like ghost ships out there and my camera was just not up to the job of capturing this spectacle. By the way, there was no fee to park or enter this festival. If you wanted to tour the ships you needed a ticket, but you could see them up close from the dock. I found this refreshing. The food booths were highway robbery, but there were no restrictions on bringing in your own food. Good news for families, and there were plenty of those there picnicking and having fun.
The photos I did get were not what I was hoping for but given the size of these ships and the crowds of people to work around...well, see for yourself.
It's sort of like Ren Fair meets the ocean. I have some cute photos of some 18 something year olds who were waiting for the shuttle with us. All decked out in pirate and wench wear and willing to pose for me. I do not, however, have their permission so I don't feel right about posting their darling faces.
Here's another good thing about our outing. I walked all over! Fibro be damned! And I am grateful.
Here's what I'm thinking: The world is filled with things to see, do and think about. All you have to do is step out of your door. The world is filled with funny, warm, friendly people. All you have to do is open your heart.
Monday, September 9, 2013
Thursday, August 8, 2013
New Friends Indeed!
As I have reported, we are making new friends in our new town. And what friends we have made indeed! After a few outings and dinners we feel very connected to Lee and Dena. They arrived for dinner at our house (yes, I cooked!!!) with the most unforgettable hostess gift ever. Lee walked in toting a large potted plant with a cocooned monarch butterfly hanging from a leaf.
They plant milkweed in their yard to attract a non-migrating costal monarch butterfly. They have enjoyed several seasons of watching the butterflies emerge from their chrysalis to repeat the cycle of life again and again. And they brought an entire plant from their yard so that we could share the miracle on our deck. Dena told us what to look for and offered countless tips on midwifing!
I checked this baby several times a day
Then, one morning, there are the unmistakable wings
Next day, white spots, no doubt about what's growing in here
So, after days of faithful watching, I missed it emerging
but here she is, still damp and weak
They plant milkweed in their yard to attract a non-migrating costal monarch butterfly. They have enjoyed several seasons of watching the butterflies emerge from their chrysalis to repeat the cycle of life again and again. And they brought an entire plant from their yard so that we could share the miracle on our deck. Dena told us what to look for and offered countless tips on midwifing!
I checked this baby several times a day
The gold spots are incredible. They look like jewels.
Next day, white spots, no doubt about what's growing in here
So, after days of faithful watching, I missed it emerging
but here she is, still damp and weak
Wow! She is out of the pot. Flexing wings, waving legs around, doing push ups
And there she goes. First flight to the rail, then onto the wild blue
my spirit soaring with her. Beautiful. A priceless gift from special
people.
Here's what I'm thinking. A little piece I wrote a few years ago;
The potential of the butterfly
motivates every caterpillar
and the wisdom and patience
of the caterpillar must be honored
by every butterfly.
lm/2011
Wednesday, July 24, 2013
This creature is growing in my, I use the term loosely, yard.
I love the usual orange Bird of Paradise that grows all over out here. But THIS is something else. These plants are huge, 10' maybe, and the blooms are also very large. The Humming Birds love them, they are sticky with nectar. They look purple in this photo but they look black and white in person. Can't stop looking at them. Who knows what they are?
Friday, July 19, 2013
A gift!
So many things can be a gift and the best ones are the surprises. The other day the Husband brought home the mail from our old box and there was a copy of the Summer edition of Art Journaling Magazine from Stampington & Company. They have so graciously published my work several times in the past 2 years and always send a copy of the issue my work appeared in. But I have not sent anything in many months. Opened the envelope to find the customary note that says "Congratulations, you've been published". And sure enough, there is a blurb on techniques showing the journal page that they actually used for the cover of a previous issue. I was especially happy because that is one of my favorite images.
I am always thrilled to be included in their publications. They are, in themselves, works of art. An honor to be included among such talented artists. So, get yourself a copy. It is filled with techniques, ideas and eye candy.
Here's what I'm thinking; I need to remember that my intentions, my work and my path are always supported. I am grateful. I just have to pay attention and check the mail more often!
I am always thrilled to be included in their publications. They are, in themselves, works of art. An honor to be included among such talented artists. So, get yourself a copy. It is filled with techniques, ideas and eye candy.
Here's what I'm thinking; I need to remember that my intentions, my work and my path are always supported. I am grateful. I just have to pay attention and check the mail more often!
Wednesday, July 17, 2013
Baltimore Catechism
Q. What is a Sacrament?
A. A Sacrament is an outward sign instituted by Christ to give grace.
Q. What grace do the Sacraments give?
A. Some of the Sacraments give sanctifying grace, and others increase it in our souls.
My Sacrament.
This is how I
sprinkle water,
confess impure thoughts,
break bread,
speak truth,
pledge troth,
consecrate effort
and face eternity.
no threats of exclusion
no special rooms
no golden cups,
no slapped cheeks,
no binding,
no impossible promises,
no threat of damnation.
This is how I
bring myself to grace,
forgive my faults,
consume what is holy,
take a stand,
give myself,
minister as I feel called,
and this is how I pray to pass,
with a smooth gliding pen
and a painted page to inscribe.
lm 7/8/2013
Monday, May 27, 2013
Ortega Hwy to Temecula Wine Country
Today was in the 70's and sunny; a perfect day for an adventure. We have not been doing as much exploring from our new base station here at the beach as we would like and decided to hit the road this afternoon.
Temecula California has become a contender in the Wine Country game and while we have cruised through the area, we have never visited the wineries. We chose the scenic route, a twisty 2 lane road that winds through the Santiago mountains. Just the thing to cure our longing for the kind of scenery we were so used to at the ranch.
Heading out on Ortega Highway
Temecula California has become a contender in the Wine Country game and while we have cruised through the area, we have never visited the wineries. We chose the scenic route, a twisty 2 lane road that winds through the Santiago mountains. Just the thing to cure our longing for the kind of scenery we were so used to at the ranch.
Heading out on Ortega Highway
I love the variety of formations in the California mountains. And the guy driving is OK too!
Lake Elsinore
Temecula Wine Country
Temecula wine!
Got 2 tastings at Thornton Winery, A Taste of Chocolate (heavenly) and one I'd never heard of before, Nebbiolo (not bad, not remarkable).
Brie in pastry with candied walnuts and honey glaze. Lucky husband, got to eat all the walnuts. I am suddenly allergic to them!
Where the magic happens. I love this photo, trees all leaning to the right, near vertical
rows of grapes and horizontal utility lines.
Lake Elsinore on the way home. It's a pretty big lake and I wanted a better shot than I got on the way out. We stopped at a lookout and I got out of the car. The wind was crazy blowing and the dirt was flying. I still have sand in my hair! I feared for my camera lens so this is all I got.
Back on the beautiful Ortega. It looks so much
like the drive up to the ranch.
I took about 20 rapid fire shots of Old Glory billowing in the breeze to get this image. I thought it appropriate for Memorial Day.
Here's what I'm thinking: A beautiful day like today feeds my soul, reminds me how much I care for my partner of 48 years, inspires me to count my blessings and reminds me how beautiful this country is.
Watching Old Glory dancing in the wind I found myself choking up. Thinking of everything that flag has seen in her more than 200 years, I decided to hang onto my faith in my fellow Americans. Long may she wave over a land of peace, prosperity, freedom and justice for all.
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