
Evening dinner at Solana Beach Fish House. Hubby says they have the best “fish & chips,” me, I enjoy their grilled fish tacos. Yummy food, lovely evening.

Evening dinner at Solana Beach Fish House. Hubby says they have the best “fish & chips,” me, I enjoy their grilled fish tacos. Yummy food, lovely evening.

Are you living your best self?

Just a little diversion for your day. Enjoy.

From our house, to yours.
Merry Christmas and best wishes to you and those you hold dear.

Out back are these pristine white blooms
They rise toward the sky
Emitting their sweet fragrance
Into the air
Their message is simple
Christmas will soon be here
The stark white speaks of the perfect
Love of Christmas
Enjoy the beauty
Savor everything they stand for
Breathe in the sweet fragrance
Fully embrace the Christmas promises

Early in the morning, I looked out the kitchen window with only the tiniest hint of light in the early sky. But no, off to the right of this scene, the clouds hanging in the sky were like a stage curtain, scarcely able to contain the light from behind, which was bright white, toned down by the film of clouds hanging in-front of this light source.
One might have considered this a sunrise scene. But no. It was the moon moving behind a layer of clouds so close to the horizon. I ran for my camera, found it and returned. Alas, the clouds were moving in one direction and the moon in another. The moment had escaped me. Yet etched in my memory is the reminder of how God creates blessings each day for those of us willing to look for them.
The shot that I did snap was equally beautiful as rose tones were rising above the horizon and the morning light was lighting up the western skies. Another, but entirely different, beauty to behold.
Enjoy the day, wherever you are!
Where are you?
Really, where are you when you are between “here” and “there” or between “now” and “then”?
Perhaps here?

Or maybe here?

The concept of in-between has been on my mind lately. It started after I did a word study of “twilight.”
I’ve been writing poetry and putting it together for a collection. In looking for a title, I liked the emotions TWILIGHT invoked, but didn’t think it matched the theme of my writing.
I, perhaps like you, thought twilight happened daily as the sun sets. Imagine my surprise when I learned twilight happens twice a day and is defined as the period when the sun is below the horizon by a range of degrees. It occurs before the sun rises, and after the sun sets. Twilight is the “in-between” time occurring twice a day.
So, where do you find yourself when you are between here and there? I like to think I’m in the twilight. The word suggests a mystique. What a fun way to think about life! And really, aren’t we perpetually somewhere between here and there?
Yes, TWILIGHT …the in-between hints at what this poetry is about. The book will be available soon. Keep watching for updates and ways you can help promote the book.

I forget how vast this country is, how rapidly the topography changes as we speed down the highway
I forget within this vastness lays great variety of how daily living plays out
None better, simply different.
I forget how our forefathers struggled to inhabit this land and how the cruelties of climate, geography and wild elements challenged them
I forget how close to the land my own ancestors lived; myself preferring to live in the realms of books and travel
I forget the value of the farmland, as I suspect many who live in an urban environment have similar remissions of thought
I fear that collectively we have forgotten how much we need each other
Those in the rural farmlands
Those in the denser urban areas
Those who work the land
Those who study intellectual matters
Those who perform manual labor
Those who design and build
Those who teach
Yes, collectively we need each other
While traveling, I’m reminded of my life
Of how blessed I am
Of the family and many friends
Who have enriched me and contribute to how rich my life is
News continues to bombard me
I suspect others might say they forget the stories of their youth
I forget the stories where people fought and sacrificed
To create the freedoms I consider part of my life
No one tells those stories anymore
What important truths or stories have been pushed out of your mind?
Please feel free to share your thoughts.