Gratitude

While preparing to visit with family this week, I'm reminded of all the goodness in my life for which I am deeply grateful. Yes, I'm in the middle of a job search but I am willing and able to work. Yes, my apartment could use sprucing up here and there, but I have a cozy place to call home. Yes, I don't get to see my family very often because of distances to travel, but we talk over the phone, email and have a grand time when we do finally meet. I'm grateful for the joy of creating -- finished a new little mosaic this week! I'm grateful for the pleasure of photography, accented this week by evenings spent scanning old film negatives retrieved from my boxes in the basement. I'm grateful for the joy of song, as I began learning how to use my Mac to record melodies. I am grateful for old friends -- like the one who phoned this week from Poland after 23 years! We laughed together that at least our voices hadn't changed. I am grateful for the beauty of Nature right outside my door. I am grateful for my friends, old and new. For so much more to discover, so much to share, I am grateful.

Wishing you a warm, loving, joy filled Thanksgiving holiday!

Autumn Walk

These photos were taken on Tuesday Nov. 4th after voting in the presidential election. The sky cleared and then clouded a few times reflecting the many emotions stirred by the historic event taking place.

This is just one of a flock of seagulls that suddenly started flying and swooping up the small biscuits someone had tossed onto the marina path for them. Watching birds in flight always lifts my spirit.

A gentle landing while joining a friend..

During low tide this little peninsula is exposed and you can walk along a rocky ridge to what's usually a tiny island at the end of which you only see the rock and some of the grasses around it at high tide. It's a very peaceful place to visit.

It's always interesting to see who else ventured out for a closer look at the water. This morning there was a young fisherman.

Coming off the rocky path you proceed through sea grasses/reeds and a spongy earth that can be slippery. It's wonderful to watch the grasses change color and then disappear each season, only to renew their cycle once more.

From the infamous rock, looking back to the island cove.

Walking back, this tree was on fire with Autumn light. Today all the leaves are gone after the windy and rainy day that followed. Sigh.

Colorful memories carry us through the gray unknown of endings.
Wishing you a day to remember!

God Bless America!

I feel compelled to write: it was such an honor to vote yesterday; to participate in this vital ,uplifting shift in the history of our wonderful country, to which I came when I was six years old. I wish my father was still alive so we could have shared this life changing event.
I am filled with joy.
We did it. Together.
With all my heart, I am grateful.