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Photo title: Drink … Or Else.
Santa Fe, New Mexico. (Clearly, a dangerous town for dogs.)
Quote of the day: “Action may not always bring happiness; but there is no happiness without action.” — Benjamin Disraeli
Daily gratitudes:
The slow, short train with the caboose
The moon on its back
Erin in the Fortune Cookie Restaurant
Catching the bus with one second to spare this morning
That Pam was born today
Wonderful company
Photo title: Doorway To Somewhere
Santa Fe, New Mexico.
Quote of the day: “To live a creative life we must lose our fear of being wrong.” – Joseph Chilton Pearce
Daily gratitudes:
Getting work done
The chemistry between William Powell and Myrna Loy
An upcoming long weekend
Flying dreams
That the painting I bought on Anegada finally got here
Photo title: Loretto Chapel
Santa Fe, New Mexico.
Quote of the day: “You have to get lost before you can be found.” — Author Unknown
Daily gratitudes:
A lovely Christmas
Trying to work through things
Loving and being loved
Copper
My new ring
Photo title: Guardian of the Drainpipe.
Santa Fe, New Mexico.
Quote of the day: “There are some things one can only achieve by a deliberate leap in the opposite direction.” ~ Franz Kafka
Daily gratitudes:
That our 15-inches of snow was fluffy for shoveling
Cats when they are stropping
Pork-fried rice and orange juice
Pretty chopsticks
My little old Santa cow
Our sparkly Christmas tree
Photo title: Storming the Beach
Hidden Treasure, Cow Wreck Beach, Anegada.
Quote of the day: “Some men have thousands of reasons why they cannot do what they want to, when all they need is one reason why they can.” ~ Martha Graham
Daily gratitudes:
Boxes in the mail
The Santa Hat
Soup
Old Christmas movies
Hugs
Photo title: A Window On Santa Fe
Santa Fe, New Mexico.
Quote of the day: “When you make a change in your life, you will be tested. Especially if the change is a big, life altering, decision. The Universe will test you, and poke you, and make you very uncomfortable. She will bring to light your insecurities, making you question yourself and your decisions. She will say to you, “Are you sure you don’t want to go back to your life the way it was before? You knew it then, you were comfortable then. Things weren’t so hard to manage.” It’s up to you and your strength to fight it. You know what is right for you, and what path you should be on. Don’t listen to the tests… they’re only tests.” — Unknown
Daily gratitudes:
A lovely weekend
Skies full to overflowing with stars
Promises for the future
That my cold is improving
Sauza tequila
Photo title: At the Anchorage
Anegada, British Virgin Islands.
Quote of the day: “I do not believe in a fate that falls on men however they act; but I do believe in a fate that falls on them unless they act.” — Buhdda
Daily gratitudes:
The brand new baby calf in the field on the way to work
Llama shapes in the dark
Hot toddies
Memories
Sharing other people’s Christmas spirits
[I’m off to Santa Fe for the weekend. Hopefully, I’ll have service and be able to share some photos. If not, I’ll see you next week!]
Photo title: Dish of Dreams
St. Thomas, USVI.
Quote of the day: “Trust is like a mirror..once it’s broken you can never look at it the same again.” – unknown (Thanks, Lauren.)
Daily gratitudes:
The bank vault in Broker
Getting all the laundry put away
Island time
Lima beans
Paintings on silk
Silver
Photo title: Just In Case…
Cow Wreck Beach, Anegada, British Virgin Islands.
Quote of the day: “The art of being wise is knowing what to overlook.” — William James
Daily gratitudes:
Dog footprints on frosty sidewalks
Christmas lights in downtown Denver
Sharing the cooking
Long-lasting roses
Squash soup
Tonight, around 1:45 in the morning, is the fifth anniversary of my Mother’s death. It has been a difficult week of remembering her last days. In my mind, I can travel back to any minute of that week and be right there. And that is hard. It has been easier this year than in past years, but still hard. There have been so many times this past year – these past five years – that I have wished with all my heart that I could talk to her. Really talk to her, not just to her spirit. I wish I could have asked for her advice, felt her love and support and comfort, heard her joy and her delight and pride in me. I can’t have that. I can never have that again.
It’s so hard. Especially through these hard years.
I love you always, Mother. I know you’re having an amazing time wherever you are. But I sure do miss you.
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