I'm most fascinated by Leon's 17 million views! Maybe debut authors building their platform need an exotic creature in a tank. Maybe I can have my husband film me wearing a costume, sitting in the bathtub. Is that breaking any rules? (Just a thought that made me smile. Hopefully you smiled, too, Gail.) And yes, we are all part of nature--"the external world in its entirety"--per Merriam Webster.
That's the kind of bait--excuse the pun--I'd have jumped on in my younger days. If I had a lobster mask stashed in our Halloween box, I might just do it! For now, I'll have to pass. Knee surgery #2 tomorrow, so I won't be getting in the tub for awhile. Maybe someday... But I'll go out on a limb here--if any of your followers has a lobster mask to loan me, I will put it to good use doing something to give you a chuckle!
Oh! I suspect you might already be at the hospital this morning… under repairs.
When you wake and see this, know I have you in my thoughts and am hoping for a smooth recovery. I am wonder-filled that we have figured out how to replace failing joints to restore vigor — to keep us gardening longer! ♥️
Not yet--tomorrow is the big day. I am also wonder-filled at medical feats of today. Replacing knees, eradicating cancer. How fortunate we are to live in this era.
Yes! What month is the wedding? Will you be healed for your ballroom dance lessons? I caught a glimpse of a photo on Twitter from an engagement celebration. They are a beautiful couple.
September 2023 is my younger son's wedding, so I have time to heal, take lessons, and dance up a storm! And thank you- they are indeed a beautiful couple--from the inside glowing out.
I think of general anesthesia as “slipping below the horizon.” As the setting sun perhaps. Just as the sun rises for our next go round, so do we! Repaired and restored. And so be it with you. As acting out the lobster creature has to be put on hold, how’s lobster bisque sound? 😉 Or seats to a “Lobster Opera” performance... imagine the grand gestures. Claws waving dramatically. The soaring voices. Ummm, better scratch that one. Just the same, all the best for you tomorrow.
🤣 Thanks for the chuckle, Gary! Surgery went well this morning and I'm back home recuperating. It may be the drugs, or perhaps Gail's infectious optimism, but I am weirdly excited about the "restored" phase. And I dunno about putting the lobster reenactment on hold. I'm weirdly excited about that too. Don't expect any performances soon (I'll pass on the opera, thank you), but in my downtime, my little cognitive wheels will be spinning...
Yet another feast for one’s senses! Delightful daffodils don’t dawdle. “Leon” is a wonderful crustacean expose! Stirred memories of a fresh water tank I bought for my son when he was 7 or 8. Long since fledged, we just found a new home for it last year. Almost 30 years.
We just returned from a 60 mile drive in the country, with a long stretch of dirt roads and large expanses of plantation property. (As they are still named to this day) Wild grape vines bearing new leaves formed boas around the trunks of majestic live oak trees. Wisteria vines about to burst out in their beautiful clusters of purple blossoms. A high flying Bald Eagle was nonchalantly ignoring the much smaller dive bombing bird. Seeing old African American AME (African-Methodist-Episcopal) churches, one with a hand lettered sign, offering the times of twice a month services. Some churches had full parking lots. Others, their lots empty, awaiting their circuit preacher to hold Easter services next Sunday. Or maybe the next?
That was just part of celebrating my birthday today. Cards from friends old and new. Texts from old friends with good memories. Plans for a nice at-home dinner tonight! A special ring from my wife connoting 24+ years of continuous sobriety, inscribed with words from AA. The phrase, “To Thine Own Self Be True.” It used to be harder when I didn’t know myself.
Going out on a limb, I’ll guess that celebrating Nathaniel’s accomplishment yesterday will involve more than scones?! Has he shared that news at the bait & tackle shop where he worked over the years?
“Oh Lord, what a morning!” Not sure if it’s from Porgy and Bess. It reminds me of the line from Fiddler on the Roof. Zero Mostel, when asked how he was doing, replied, “Full catastrophe living!” Later that became the title of a book about mindfulness, by Jon Kabat-Zinn.
What a scene you have painted for us! Thank you Gary for sharing your birthday feast with us!
On your birthday day plus one, we send wishes for joyful catastrophe-minimum days ahead.
The staff at Dick Smith’s Live Bait and Tackle currently has a trio of tournament fisherman at various levels of competition from pro to collegiate. How cool is that?
The kid discovered the place around age 13 or 14 and set his sights on getting a job there when he was old enough. The spring after he turned 16 he started counting worms and leeches in the back room. 😊
So he also had thoughts of becoming a barber? (Long ago barbers practiced phlebotomy, keeping leeches on hand for those in need. Today, leeches are still employed for certain medical procedures. You just don’t get a haircut?)
Happy Sunday! And Happy Palm Sunday if you are celebrating. I am so happy that you are rule breaking. It’s nice to know that when ever you feel that creative urge that you can follow it. Who made up these rules anyway?
So your favorite fisherman is home with a trophy? Congratulations! I feel the same way when either of my boys do anything that also live through vicariously.
I believe we are all nature. Think about in the late spring early summer, barefoot swishing your toes in the morning grass or at the beach in the sand and feeling that connection. For thousands of years people have practiced grounding. Being one with nature, because we are. Listening to the wind, the birds, and other wildlife.
This morning walking down behind the garage to the river with Finn(my not so miniature Aussie), we apparently frightened a cotton tail rabbit who took off for cover hiding from us. There’s all kind of wildlife in the pile of tree branches we gathered after a particularly storm storm last year. There were birds fluttering about making all of their morning noises, it was beautiful.
I hope Leon has a wonderful new life as a pet! He is so amazing.
I cannot imagine having a Leon in the house with Finn. He would be barking all the time trying to get into the tank! He try’s to get the trout of the river as it is!
I'm most fascinated by Leon's 17 million views! Maybe debut authors building their platform need an exotic creature in a tank. Maybe I can have my husband film me wearing a costume, sitting in the bathtub. Is that breaking any rules? (Just a thought that made me smile. Hopefully you smiled, too, Gail.) And yes, we are all part of nature--"the external world in its entirety"--per Merriam Webster.
Ha! I want to see you try it! Something tells me you’d make great fun of it and look amazing in the process!
That's the kind of bait--excuse the pun--I'd have jumped on in my younger days. If I had a lobster mask stashed in our Halloween box, I might just do it! For now, I'll have to pass. Knee surgery #2 tomorrow, so I won't be getting in the tub for awhile. Maybe someday... But I'll go out on a limb here--if any of your followers has a lobster mask to loan me, I will put it to good use doing something to give you a chuckle!
Oh! I suspect you might already be at the hospital this morning… under repairs.
When you wake and see this, know I have you in my thoughts and am hoping for a smooth recovery. I am wonder-filled that we have figured out how to replace failing joints to restore vigor — to keep us gardening longer! ♥️
Not yet--tomorrow is the big day. I am also wonder-filled at medical feats of today. Replacing knees, eradicating cancer. How fortunate we are to live in this era.
Yes! What month is the wedding? Will you be healed for your ballroom dance lessons? I caught a glimpse of a photo on Twitter from an engagement celebration. They are a beautiful couple.
September 2023 is my younger son's wedding, so I have time to heal, take lessons, and dance up a storm! And thank you- they are indeed a beautiful couple--from the inside glowing out.
I think of general anesthesia as “slipping below the horizon.” As the setting sun perhaps. Just as the sun rises for our next go round, so do we! Repaired and restored. And so be it with you. As acting out the lobster creature has to be put on hold, how’s lobster bisque sound? 😉 Or seats to a “Lobster Opera” performance... imagine the grand gestures. Claws waving dramatically. The soaring voices. Ummm, better scratch that one. Just the same, all the best for you tomorrow.
🤣 Thanks for the chuckle, Gary! Surgery went well this morning and I'm back home recuperating. It may be the drugs, or perhaps Gail's infectious optimism, but I am weirdly excited about the "restored" phase. And I dunno about putting the lobster reenactment on hold. I'm weirdly excited about that too. Don't expect any performances soon (I'll pass on the opera, thank you), but in my downtime, my little cognitive wheels will be spinning...
Creature from the dark lagoon?
🤣 Sure, why not? I bet it would get 17 views! (Not as in 17 million. Just 17.)
Maybe if you and paintist collaborated on creature details the count might soar!
Paintist tried an Easter scene yesterday. Instead of a rabbit, she painted a rat-bit… the nose is too pointy. 😂
Karen might not want my help!
Sounds a little edgy. That could lead to viral viewing overnight!
I agree, Gary! Gail - paint me a lobster and I'll do something creative with it. The less it resembles a real lobster, the better!
Hmm. Gail...
Yet another feast for one’s senses! Delightful daffodils don’t dawdle. “Leon” is a wonderful crustacean expose! Stirred memories of a fresh water tank I bought for my son when he was 7 or 8. Long since fledged, we just found a new home for it last year. Almost 30 years.
We just returned from a 60 mile drive in the country, with a long stretch of dirt roads and large expanses of plantation property. (As they are still named to this day) Wild grape vines bearing new leaves formed boas around the trunks of majestic live oak trees. Wisteria vines about to burst out in their beautiful clusters of purple blossoms. A high flying Bald Eagle was nonchalantly ignoring the much smaller dive bombing bird. Seeing old African American AME (African-Methodist-Episcopal) churches, one with a hand lettered sign, offering the times of twice a month services. Some churches had full parking lots. Others, their lots empty, awaiting their circuit preacher to hold Easter services next Sunday. Or maybe the next?
That was just part of celebrating my birthday today. Cards from friends old and new. Texts from old friends with good memories. Plans for a nice at-home dinner tonight! A special ring from my wife connoting 24+ years of continuous sobriety, inscribed with words from AA. The phrase, “To Thine Own Self Be True.” It used to be harder when I didn’t know myself.
Going out on a limb, I’ll guess that celebrating Nathaniel’s accomplishment yesterday will involve more than scones?! Has he shared that news at the bait & tackle shop where he worked over the years?
“Oh Lord, what a morning!” Not sure if it’s from Porgy and Bess. It reminds me of the line from Fiddler on the Roof. Zero Mostel, when asked how he was doing, replied, “Full catastrophe living!” Later that became the title of a book about mindfulness, by Jon Kabat-Zinn.
What a scene you have painted for us! Thank you Gary for sharing your birthday feast with us!
On your birthday day plus one, we send wishes for joyful catastrophe-minimum days ahead.
The staff at Dick Smith’s Live Bait and Tackle currently has a trio of tournament fisherman at various levels of competition from pro to collegiate. How cool is that?
Dick Smith’s Live Bait and Tackle must be the crucible for competitive fishers!
Very cool.
The kid discovered the place around age 13 or 14 and set his sights on getting a job there when he was old enough. The spring after he turned 16 he started counting worms and leeches in the back room. 😊
So he also had thoughts of becoming a barber? (Long ago barbers practiced phlebotomy, keeping leeches on hand for those in need. Today, leeches are still employed for certain medical procedures. You just don’t get a haircut?)
Happy Birthday!!!
Happy Sunday! And Happy Palm Sunday if you are celebrating. I am so happy that you are rule breaking. It’s nice to know that when ever you feel that creative urge that you can follow it. Who made up these rules anyway?
So your favorite fisherman is home with a trophy? Congratulations! I feel the same way when either of my boys do anything that also live through vicariously.
I believe we are all nature. Think about in the late spring early summer, barefoot swishing your toes in the morning grass or at the beach in the sand and feeling that connection. For thousands of years people have practiced grounding. Being one with nature, because we are. Listening to the wind, the birds, and other wildlife.
This morning walking down behind the garage to the river with Finn(my not so miniature Aussie), we apparently frightened a cotton tail rabbit who took off for cover hiding from us. There’s all kind of wildlife in the pile of tree branches we gathered after a particularly storm storm last year. There were birds fluttering about making all of their morning noises, it was beautiful.
I hope Leon has a wonderful new life as a pet! He is so amazing.
I wish you a beautiful Sunday!
Thank you for taking us with you this morning Sharon. The bunnies are out and about here, too... driving Henny mad! 😂
I cannot imagine having a Leon in the house with Finn. He would be barking all the time trying to get into the tank! He try’s to get the trout of the river as it is!
That's pretty cool, recuing a lobster. Maybe we all need to rescue a Leon.
Not to be a spoiler, but... after cutting the rubber bands off, it took time, and yet, Leon eventually regained the use of his claws. Super cool!
😂 Found it - thanks, Gary!
T-shirt: “I want to dance with somebody who loves me. They’re much more likely to forgive me when I step on their feet.” 😁
(Probably not what Whitney Houston had in mind?)
Ha! That’s why you give each other lots of space!