Beauty and. . .

Good morning, Bob and Andrea were out watching the sunset and you know they never go far without a camera.  They sent us a lovely picture of the sun setting making me wish we were there to enjoy it and them.   Picture taking reminds me that yesterday La Verne and I went off to lunch and then we rode over to the Indian land where the road leads down to the ocean to a place where the sea lions love to bask on a small island off shore.   La Verne had some binoculars with her so we got to see some very strange and huge birds.   We have no idea what they are but I can tell you there were hundreds of them and they were the size of an ostrich with a wing span of at least four feet.   They were playing in the water, while so many of them just laid around with a bird with spread wings standing on either side, almost as if it were guarding the flock.     I wish I knew what they are.  I've never seen them before.  There was not one sea lion around which seemed very strange.

Well there are more than one way to 'skin a cat' as the old adage goes.   Some ingenious person needed a holder for a drink so came up with a roll of tape.   Not a bad idea.

I never thought of doing this,  I don't think our Fred Meyer's store folks would be happy if we all walked home with a wire basket.   But it does give one an idea if one should want a cook out and needs a 'cooker'.

This one is kind of down right 'stupid' . . . some one has a sense of humor.  

So today, Friday, get ready for your weekend.   Sometimes it scares me when I write a daily blog and find out I am writing about a new weekend coming up when it seems I just wrote those same words seconds ago.   Time flies so fast showing us the seasons changing and our Fall weather is coming along with the leaves falling from the trees making work for all of us as we get out the rake.
Leaves
Crunching, crispy, wind blown leaves/reds with browns and greens/huddled on the sidewalks/waiting for a breeze.
The inner eye, the child's eye/remembers days of yore/when walking off to school/we kicked them to and fro/making noises as we'd go.
Laughter filled the air/the leaves so very light/scattered with our kicks/as they took a long, long flight.
We hurried home to find the rake/and make huge piles of leaves/built so high they couldn't fly/until we jumped right in/chasing them back to their ground/only to rake again.
Crunching, crispy, wind blown leaves/revives the memory/as I walked along the street/kicking leaves aside/smiling, grinning,feeling good/as the leaves went sailing by.

Go, make a memory today and find reasons to smile.     And, on the other side of our coin, take time to say a prayer for all of the folks in our land who are in shock over the loss of everything they own either by flood or fire.   Hearts are broken, tears are shed, but we are a resilient people and as hard as it is 'things' can be replaced in time and the memories of of what used to be stay within .  Remember to be generous . . . Hugs to all.