Fun & Productive Day

The Flour Bluff/Padre Island sky has today the most very perfect balance of overcast and sunshine, gulf breeze and not too much humidity. I had to get out to the Laguna Madre to soak up the sun and breath in that laguna aroma that brings an immediate peace and easy feeling that this is a place I will always belong. Walking in and around all the little bird islands is the most wonderful way to spend a day. I was a little concerned about all the plastic bags littering the shore and thought to myself 'next time I am bringing a trash bag'. Silly me for trying to procrastinate on such an important job. My eyes landed on an intact bag and the light bulb above my head flashed brightly(you know the one in cartoons but I really do have one)!! I shoved so many bags and parts of bags in that one I actually felt like I made a dent in my small part of the Laguna. A big white bucket with a handle was kind enough to present itself at the end of my adventure to stuff all those bags and various parts of plastic bags. I was even fortunate enough to find and gather up fishing line otherwise destined to cause a lovely water bird immense misery. So Yay me! I had a fun and productive day. I hope you are having one too and pick up some trash! kisses P

Coping Too Well

This has been one of 'those' days. I tend to shake off the negative and hurtful. . But sometimes the occation arises to stop the stoic and just feel and deal. I am surrounded by the most amazing people in the world. I am just overwhellmingly supported and encouraged by men and women I respect. I kinda had one of those misty eyed moments earlier. I think I am extremelly self disciplined in only letting others see my happy confident self. Today I got a little TMI and you know how it can be that one thing that is just too.much. I am pretty happy with my well developed coping skills, usually. Today not so sure. Is there maybe such a thing as coping a little too well? Guess I need to.put some thought into this, later...much later. Love you my friends Have a hunky dory fun Friday. kisses Thank you Victor, Julie, Annette, for your insight. Victor you are a wise good man. Glad for new friends Clare and Brenda.

Breezy Sunshine Riding Day

It is a super sun shiney ultra bright breezy Harley Biker kind of day here in the middle of Texas. There is in fact the Hill Country Holler Rally in full biker varoom varoom Harley Motorcycle style happening right now in Boerne, Texas. Our Texas hill country is just the greatest for Harley riding, just open rag top joy driving, monster ginormous truck 4 wheeling and even the stick to personal human-power pedal your own bicycling. All of which you will see if you venture here someday and if you wave and smile you will might even get invited to join. Really! Texas is super friendly like that. I have got to get outside now so I will fill you in later on my small world happenings. You get outside too if you can. Happy Sunshine Springtime weather Saturday to everybody! kisses

Funeral Weather

I went to a funeral today. I have learned that for me funerals are very sad occations with Mother Earth sending her condolances in the form of unfavorable gravesdie service weather. It is so hard to lose someone close to us, even difficult to lose someone that touched our life in some way. I believe in God and some sort of here after but I have never really understood how that knowledge or faith is supposed to bring comfort. The feeling of loss cannot be filled with anyone or anything else. The space that person occupied is forever empty. I have heard stories about feeling the lost one's presence in a certain place or having feelings of being watched over, dreams of messages, visions of light, just on and on. I suppose we chose to tell these stories as it makes the loss seem less real. Like they are 'not really' gone. Since no one can truely know until it happens and then it is impossible to clue the living in I guess we will keep feeling, and imagining, and telling stories. I do not like it one bit. Just one of those things I have no control over. I try to deal with what I know and I know I do not like the empty space. I love my family so much it hurts sometimes. I love my friends. Funerals I think are for the living. It is the one thing we can do to let the dear ones left know we feel the empty too. We take time out on very short notice to iron our Sunday best, brave the wind, cold, rain, sleet, or unexpected sudden heat wave to stand beside, hug, cry, hand out tissues, and just be there, together. We all feel the empty. We all hate it. kisses