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NEED MORE WARM. NEED MORE BEACH. NEED MORE BLUE WATER.
Great Exuma, Bahamas.
Quote of the day: “Some of the choices you make might not always turn out to be the best ones, but at least you are learning as you go.” – Elizabeth Berrien
That the rain/snow reminded me of an old folk song that I cannot quite remember
The virtual gift of a cardinal from a blog friend
Homemade Moco Loca
Counting down the days
And on a sad after-note, the world has lost a wonderful being. Colonel Meow passed away last night. Rest well, Colonel. I’ll toast you with a glass of single malt.
Perhaps this wasn’t what you expected to see, based on the title of this post? But if you know me, you know I don’t have two sisters, and if you know this blog, you know you can probably expect to see a photograph of some lovely warm place – like Great Exuma. (In fact, that’s something you can generally rely on – finding an image of someplace warm and beautiful when you visit this blog.)
These rocks, which are right in front of the place we stay, are known as the Three Sisters. I asked several locals about the legend and got a different variation of the story each time. The essence of the tale is that an English sea captain came to the island and met three beautiful sisters. Each of the sisters fell in love with the captain, and when he sailed away, each sister tried to swim after him, and drowned. These three rocks rose from the sea to mark the spot the sisters died. Bahamians consider this to be a very romantic spot and a place of good luck (though I suspect the sisters would disagree}. It is bitter cold here in Colorado again, with snow and accidents and light breezes that freeze your earrings in your ears. And the countdown to a warm and wonderful return continues….
Great Exuma, Bahamas.
Quote of the day: “Better to be strong than pretty and useless.” — Lilith Saintcrow
Being able to ride the bus on long, cold commute days
The pigeon downtown with the white mohawk
Toddlers bundled up for winter
The softness of the snow this morning
Snuggling under the blankets
I love this shot – it looks like a slightly abstract painting to me.
It’s the end of a long-short week – curious, isn’t it, how four-day work weeks can feel as if they are six days long? I’ve had a lot of thoughts this week – about the future, about possessions, about forgiveness, about mortality – and have reached no particular conclusions, except that I am looking forward to the future. And the rest of those things take work – except for mortality, of course, because we have so little control over that.
Quote of the day: “Without leaps of imagination or dreaming, we lose the excitement of possibilities. Dreaming, after all is a form of planning.” — Gloria Steinem
Watching tiny children determined to open heavy doors
Increasing the weights in my workouts every day
Snuggles with Mr. Man
Fred Astaire dancing on the ceiling in “Royal Wedding”
That stuff that melts ice on the sidewalk
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
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
Sunrise at Topsail is like a glimpse of heaven.
Topsail Beach, North Carolina.
Quote of the day: “And when we’re no longer speaking, thinking or dreaming, we will dance with the ghosts of whales that have beached themselves long ago, long ago on the Barbary Coast. ” — Jesse Huestis
The rain and thunder and lightning tonight
Going off sugar
Toddlers in sparkly silver shoes
That I live in a place where a man can ride a horse down the street in the middle of the day with a dog in his backpack (unfortunately he got arrested, but that’s beside the point) (and I just found out the dog was a pug named Bufford, which adds a whole other dimension of awesome.)
A peaceful beginning for your Monday…
Loblolly Beach, Anegada, British Virgin Islands.
Quote of the day: “I want to walk on a beach with you, dragging a big stick behind us, making a message in the sand that we try to believe an airplane will really see. I want to kiss saltwater from your lips. I want us to listen to music with our eyes closed; I want to read musty books while lying next to you – books about fascinating things like mummies and eccentric artists and old shipwrecks in the Pacific. I want to have picnics on our bed and crawl into cotton sheets that smell like summer because we left the windows open when we were gone. I want to wake in the night with you and marvel at the stars and try to find the moon through the trees. I want all the sweet things in life. But only by your side.” – Deb Caletti
The elk meandering down the main drag in Estes Park
Men riding motorcycles with dogs in the sidecar
The inflatable Nessie in Lake Estes
Pretty wedding gowns
I finally downloaded what pictures I have left (meaning what pictures my phone didn’t erase) from our last trip. So you’re in for some peaceful treats (at least I think they’re treats) over the next few days.
Topsail Beach, North Carolina.
Quote of the day: “In the end, it’s only the moments that we have, the kiss on the palm, the joint wonder at the furrowed texture of a fir trunk or at the infinitude of grains of sand in a dune. Only the moments.” — Susan Vreeland
Discovering a new destination
Playing fashion police
How Mr. Man likes belly rubs
Falling asleep on MKL’s shoulder
Storm clouds over the mountains
I love the way the sea paints endless pictures in the sand.
Topsail Beach, North Carolina.
Quote of the day: “Sensuality does not wear a watch but she always gets to the essential places on time. She is adventurous and not particularly quiet. She was reprimanded in grade school because she couldn’t sit still all day long. She needs to move. She thinks with her body. ” — J. Ruth Gendler
Hugs and kisses when I am teary
Trying to help Kelsea find a metaphor for herself
That when Mr. Man sits in my lap, he covers my entire torso
Pigeons when they are flirting
Throw-together spicy dinners
It was a lovely, relaxing day. I’m adjusting to having the house to myself, and spent most of the day tidying up, playing classical music, and reading in Thunder Cat’s Chair in the sunshine. Kelsea and I celebrated a late Mother’s Day by going to look at wedding dresses, stalking babies, and having Chinese food for dinner.
Jost van Dyke, British Virgin Islands.
Quote of the Day: “Far away there in the sunshine are my highest aspirations. I may not reach them, but I can look up and see their beauty, believe in them, and try to follow where they lead.” – Louisa May Alcott
The motion of the clouds
Having my daughter drive me places