I’m not a poet by any stretch of the word so forgive me if there are glaring mistakes in its formatting. It was just something that came to me while taking my evening walk. Read more
My phone rang earlier. It was a confirmation call for an upcoming appointment; and in my haste to right down the necessary information, I grabbed, of all things, the discarded wrapper from my tea bag.
Beside me on either end, above me, and I’m pretty sure on the floor by my chair were no less that 9 appropriate forms of recording this information; my phone’s memo app being one of them.
So why did I grab for the nearest piece of scrap paper instead of the nicely bound, pretty, decorated memo pads, and electronic devices? Continue reading
~Pawley’s Island, SC
Perfect weather here for the holiday. I can tell because the air’s been running all morning, not because I’m actually out enjoying it.
I’d like to be, but sadly, my father is incapable of getting around on his own and the effort to get him there would be too strenuous on both of us. I’m happy that I did actually get him to the beach before he lost both the ability to get around and the ability to enjoy it.
He wasn’t really interested in any kind of photo op though. LOL
As a matter of fact, I had a hard time taking any pictures because he insisted walking on without me and so did our dog cha-cha.
At one point I had to try and take pictures while holding onto the leash.
My father had decided that he couldn’t remember what was attached to the other end of the thick red rope he had in his hand. 🙂
Cha-cha wasn’t impressed either.
It was a beautiful January day; not too cold, not too windy, and the sunset was a stunning one. Too bad I only had my camera phone that day.
©Susan L Davis and For the Love of Images , 2005-2013
This is the first sight I saw after stepping onto the new boardwalk for the first time.
It was completed just months earlier and it is spectacular. There’s talk of adding even more to the 1 mile stretch that exists now. I hope it happens.
The last picture is of their new sky wheel. I haven’t braved it yet. It’s really large and all glass. I will soon though. Would make a nice date night.
Everyone, enjoy yourselves. Be safe! And let’s see those holiday pictures!!
To everyone who has followed me here on word press:
If I haven’t thanked you, and more then likely I have not. I’m sorry and Thank You! Thank you also for the little stars that light up my toolbar when I get a like. I didn’t think the little accolades would matter, but they feel good.
I get overwhelmed (honestly speaking) in the head space sometimes and I put off getting to things that should be done sooner as opposed to later.
There is a lot going on in my life and I forget to acknowledge the people who come to matter to me.
Also, sometimes in my writing I have the impulsive habit, as I do when I speak, of not necessarily thinking first and quite often or inevitably, I end up sticking my foot in my mouth. Again, I assure you, if I’ve ever done it, it’s never intentional.
I actually encourage you to speak up when this happens so that overall, I become the better person I always strive to be.
Doing what you love doesn’t make it easy; that’s just what others see when they watch you.
Tell a gardener that his lawn and garden are so beautiful because he has a green thumb and you might just get a shovel up the… …
Officially the last week of summer and the last opportunity to enjoy its splendors.
Unofficially, people along the coast can reclaim deserted shores to savor the long stretches of silence ‘cept for the sound of feet on wood and sand.
Two very different sounds that go hand-in-hand to make the sweetest of summer sounds (and autumn, and winter, and spring).
Who doesn’t like the feel of weathered wood as it springs beneath your feet, knocking back a hollowed ring in answer.
The swooshing of the sand as it’s thrust behind, scattered in heaps behind you.
And finally the tumultuous tumbling of froth on wind, sea-salted scent picked up and carried to upper senses.
An experience from head to toe.
I hope everybody enjoys their week and the last rays of summer!
©Susan L Davis and For the Love of Images
Additional artwork used from ®Microsoft clipart and may or may not have been altered using Microsoft ®Power Point
I don’t know if I’m funny, but I can sure make myself laugh. As far as anybody else is concerned, I’m probably funny in a weird/strange way. I’ve heard it described that more people are laughing at me than with me; that counts doesn’t it? How funny am I?