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Pic of the Day: Hello August!

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It is August or as we say in Portuguese, Agosto. You take the “a” out and you are left with “gosto” which is ” to like” and in certain situations, “adore”, “love”. Yes, love. I love and adore life. I love my family and friends. I love the craze in me. I love today, tomorrow, and anything and everything in between, and not to be undone, I love yesterday or as we say, past and its puzzles, tears and sweat. Bring on the popcorn August and what comes with it, the flowers, the stones and the blessings. I can see 2016 from afar when another set of resolutions are made and come August, you realize you are not even half way done. Bring on August and back to school madness or as my car would say, can I change into a drone pleaaase? Find me an air way, this traffic is horrendous. Bring on August and the end of the season sells and the shenanigans of Christmas. Hey little lady, I smell you. Now, you are talking my language. Happy August!

 

Pic of the Day: Strolling Miss Daisy

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20150719_104410I found her last Sunday on my way to church, around the neighborhood, three streets over. She seemed to know where she was heading but all points bulletin signaled a lost pet or possibly a confused native to the lake that surrounds us. She did not strike me as bothered by the inquisitive strangers. She just wanted to walk, hurriedly, at  a snail pace rush. Caring she didn’t, marching she was unpretentiously.

Don’t know where she was going or coming from but she was strolling ahead, full throttle, zigzagging, quivering only to the onlookers while disregarding our prying eyes with amusement. I am sure she would have stepped over us if need be but instead, we let her majesty go by while still stalking her.

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I took enough pictures to remember her by and left Miss Daisy, I just gave her a name, with the ladies.  I hope she found home wherever it is.  – The End –

 

Taken Last Night Just Outside of My Door

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The sunset just as the sunrise tickles me. I find it pure, dramatic, mystical and artistic. As the sun begins to sail, it let’s my mind wonder, calling out the morning light, embracing the singing colors on the horizon, the sweet taste of blackberries. It let’s my mind be creative as I sketch the picture perfect moon. Listening to the song of the crickets on the hills, I relish; dancing to the sound of the wind blowing, I close my eyes and let down my hair inhaling the air, daydreaming, I fantasy. I fantasy with here and there, now and tomorrow, what will and what is, the abstruseness of the innocence. I do. I fantasy, fancying that misty smile and an exterior louder then my voice, the tired and sweaty sunsets, caressing innocent children frolicking in the night while smiling at the moon. Yes, it is summer after all when the sunset is charming and the moon is a spitting distance away.