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We have reached a high of 14 today, as warm as it has been in days and days. Perhaps I’ll put on a sarong and flip-flops. Or perhaps not. I am curled up on the couch today, battling a migraine, and watching football players do amazing things in the eastern snow, backing up my computer, and snuggling with Mr. Man. I am warmed today by the memory this image conjures up for me, of driving back from a Labor Day with Kelsea, when we stopped somewhere between South Dakota and Wyoming, at this turn to nowhere surrounded by nothing but sunflowers, and we hugged in such a way that it is imprinted on my soul. If that hug were the last memory I summoned before I left this earthly plane, I would be happy.
Somewhere in the mid-West.
Quote of the day: “Hope and courage and risk dwell inside of us on an uncharted island and if we learn to look for it and tap into it, our possibilities are endless.” — Katie Kacvinsky
Deep sleep (despite the dreams)
Safe travels for beloved friends
It was -15 when I got up this morning. -31 with the wind chill.
I had a very romantic view of the West when I was a child, fueled by classic movies like How the West Was Won and episodes of The Big Valley. It was a wild, open place, full of space and freedom and adventure. I retained that image until I moved here, and still, the little kid that lives inside me believes that that West is somewhere I just haven’t looked yet.
My image of living in the West never encompassed slogging through icy streets to an office in a tall building in downtown Denver. But with a warm coat enveloping me like the arms of a bear, I can pretend I am a displaced Russian countess, which makes the cold slightly more bearable.
And knowing that there are places like this also ease the frigid winter winds.
Anegada, British Virgin Islands.
Quote of the day: “ As we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.” – Nelson Mandela
My bear coat
That I got my sidewalk shovelled
Sparkling sprinkling of snow at night
A morning bus nap
It has dropped from the 60s yesterday to 14 right now. My poor body is so confused. I decided that I needed to remind it (and you) that beautiful whitewashed beach bars by crystal clear waters actually do exist. The snow is coming down fiercely here, and the roads coming home tonight were terrible. I am counting the weeks until we are back in the Out Islands. But first, we have Christmas. And as sad as this time of year can be for me, missing my mother, I do love Christmas.
Exuma Point Bar and Grill, Great Exuma, Bahamas.
Quote of the day: “It ain’t a fit night out for man or beast.” — W.C. Fields
We spent a blissful afternoon here and didn’t see a soul. This beach is on Little Exuma, down an unmarked, sandy side road. We parked beneath the trees and relaxed on the beach and played in the water. The rock to the right had steps carved into its side so you could climb up from the water and soak in the sun.
Little Exuma, Bahamas.
Quote of the day: “One day, in retrospect, the years of struggle will strike you as the most beautiful.” – Sigmund Freud
Being part of a new family
While this probably isn’t Harry’s best side, I thought it was an interesting view. After all, when was the last time you had a chance to look at the underside of a heron’s chin? Or is that a chin? Hmmmm.
Anna Maria Island, Florida.
Quote of the day: “We do not believe in ourselves until someone reveals that deep inside us something is valuable, worth listening to, worthy of our trust, sacred to our touch. Once we believe in ourselves we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight or any experience that reveals the human spirit.” — e.e. cummings
Laughing with Kelsea
That MKL is feeling a little better
Carrying Mr. Man around when he’ll let me
Still too cold here in greyish Colorado. So I will wander back to the shore of Anegada, making the short trek down the beach between Neptune’s Treasure and Anegada Reef, towards the anchorage at sunset, heading for a dinner with my toes in the sand. Will you join me?
Anegada, British Virgin Islands.
Quote of the day: “With my last breath, I’ll exhale my love for you. I hope it’s a cold day, so you can see what you meant to me.” – Jarod Kintz
That I can make an acceptable grilled cheese sandwich for my sickie MKL
Texts from Kelsea
Books where you can’t guess the ending
Baths in the clawfoot tub
Hi! I’ve been spending so much time in front of a computer at work that I haven’t wanted to spend time in front of a computer at home. (And I’m doing NaNoWriMo, which is coming along fairly well, but not quite well enough.) At any rate, I’m back now, so if you’ve been holding your breath, you can let it go. There. Doesn’t that feel better?
This image is nothing like Colorado today, where it is snowy and icy and dropping into single digits tonight. The good news is that a return to this paradise is in sight on our horizon and that will make the weeks of winter between now and then far more bearable.
This shot was taken on Stocking Island, just a short ferry ride from the Government Dock in George Town. The lovely little island offers hiking, a gorgeous beach complete with hammocks, and the Chat n’ Chill bar.
The welcoming yellow chair provided the unique opportunity to have your toes tickled by a baby stingray that you can see swimming in the blue shallows.
Stocking Island, Great Exuma, Bahamas.
Quote of the day: “It is good to love many things, for therein lies the true strength, and whosoever loves much performs much, and can accomplish much, and what is done in love is well done.” — Vincent Van Gogh
That Ali Boo Boo is back in my life – best thing ever!
Feeling like I looked a bit like Grace Kelly today
Having a warm home and cat to come home to
The light in MKL’s eyes
It is turning colder here. My house spirits are enjoying their newly learned trick of playing with the thermostat. Mr. Man is about the warmest thing around, when MKL isn’t here. So I turn back to the Out Islands, which seem like months, rather than weeks ago. My mild case of breakbone fever, combined with the change of seasons, means my joints are painful and I am already dreaming of our next trip to someplace where there is sand between our toes and sunsets into the sea.
Great Exuma, Bahamas.
Quote of the day: “A journey, after all, neither begins in the instant we set out, nor ends when we have reached our door step once again. It starts much earlier and is really never over, because the film of memory continues running on inside of us long after we have come to a physical standstill. Indeed, there exists something like a contagion of travel, and the disease is essentially incurable.” — Ryszard Kapuscinski
Days that warm up to sunshine
A full tank of gas
That the Red Sox are winning
Plans and dreams
We had the perfect view of storms moving across the horizon, with the occasional kayaker (this is Alan) thrown in for good measure. Alan and his son would kayak out to the Three Sisters every morning – I’ll share a photo of them soon.
Great Exuma, Bahamas.
Quote of the day: “We are travelers on a cosmic journey,stardust,swirling and dancing in the eddies and whirlpools of infinity. Life is eternal. We have stopped for a moment to encounter each other, to meet, to love, to share.This is a precious moment. It is a little parenthesis in eternity.” — Paul Coelho
Our beautiful fall colors
My playful house spirits