You are currently browsing the tag archive for the ‘blue sky’ tag.

Living in a hole on the seaside edge of the rock wall of out little patio was this lovely iguana that I named Pancho Villa Sue. Don’t ask me why, I don’t know. Sometimes animals just tell me their names. She hung out on the wall, in the sun, around the grounds, by the pool, and according to another guest, could be handfed if done carefully. I’ve made iguana friends before in Little Cayman, and have petted and fed them, so I didn’t need to do that, but Pancho Villa Sue seemed to like me, and hung out with me quite a bit, occasionally doing her little head bops. She, along with MKL, were all the companions I needed.

IMG_6458
Cozumel, Mexico.

Quote of the day: “Mexico admits you through an arched stone orifice into the tree-filled courtyard of its heart, where a dog pisses against a wall and a waiter hustles through a curtain of jasmine to bring a bowl of tortilla soup, steaming with cilantro and lime. Cats stalk lizards among the clay pots around the fountain, doves settle into the flowering vines and coo their prayers, thankful for the existence of lizards. The potted plants silently exhale, outgrowing their clay pots.” — Barbara Kingsolver

Daily gratitudes:
Green things sprouting in the backyard
Lovely nights
Healthy cooking
Dancing with MKL
My cuddly cat

This was what was up there this morning, and it was lovely in the clear blue.  We are approaching the start of the National Western Stock Show here in Denver, one of Kelsea’s and my favorite mother-daughter traditions.  Usually “Stock Show Weather” is as bitter cold as it can be, but I think we may actually have slightly warmer temperatures than the Polar Vortex has offered us in the past 10 days, which deserves a yee-hah.  We are going for opening day on Saturday, so you can look forward to a photo report next week. Llamas and horses and pigs, oh my!

Up Up and Away

Lafayette, Colorado.

Quote of the day: “It was rather beautiful: the way he put her insecurities to sleep. The way he dove into her eyes and starved all the fears and tasted all the dreams she kept coiled beneath her bones.”  — Christopher Poindexter

Daily gratitudes:
Working on the couch with Mr. Man
My sweet cousin
House spirits
Today’s mid-morning hot air balloon
My daughter spending the night

It is a lovely day here. No rain, not even a drop. There is still debris in a lot of places – trees, boards, roots, and parts of people’s lives. But those lives are moving on, forward, ahead, and towards the next thing.

In the case of my half-house, the next thing is how quickly ex-Pat can get a new water heater, because apparently, when he has to scape the mud off the top of the water heater, the insurance adjuster considers it a total loss. And that’s one of those important things for doing dishes and showering. They cleaned out the last room yesterday, and I have lost a lot of photos and slides, which makes me very sad, but I’m hoping there is some way of salvaging them.

My anxiety levels are still super-high, but a little bit better this morning. The eye doctor, much as I love her, didn’t help by telling me that I have some pre-cataract thing in my left eye (seriously, body, how old do you think you are??????), so that added to the anxiety-cold-sweat-o-meter today. MKL says he will still love me if I go blind, and he has fabulous descriptive powers, and cataracts are surgically fixable. So. Yea.

I think I will try one of my newly prescribed Xanax before bed.  As I say, a beautiful life goes on.

IMG_1135

Lafayette, Colorado.

Quote of the day: “Loss carves out a deep, hollow pocket. There’s no magical way to fill it, no medicine or Band-Aid or surgery to cure it. I suppose that over time you get used to it, but the feeling never totally goes away. And the more time you spend on earth, the more pockets you’ll collect. But it’s part of living. It’s life.” — Suzanne Selfors

Daily gratitudes:
Improvements
The little girl with the “Where the Wild Things Are Umbrella” as big as she was
My fluffy Mr. Man
MKL’s support
Peace
The sound of the ocean waves

 

 

While this wasn’t taken here, I am increasingly confident every day that spring — nay, summer! — is here. The same blue sky, the same green grass, the same black cows, the same white sheep. 

01160021

Port Enyon, Wales.

Quote of the day: “A longing to wander tears my heart when I hear trees rustling in the wind at evening. If one listens to them silently for a long time, this longing reveals its kernel, its meaning. It is not so much a matter of escaping from one’s suffering, though it may seem to be so. It is a longing for home, for a memory of the mother, for new metaphors for life. It leads home.” — Herman Hesse

Daily gratitudes:
MKL
Birthdays
Sunshine
Lunch outside
Driving one of the BMWs

Spring seems to be oversleeping in Colorado because it’s COLD and I need to remember that there are places like this that I can get to in less than a day. That’s a comfort, isn’t it?

IMG_5526
Cow Wreck Beach, Anegada, British Virgin Islands.

Quote of the day: “Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen.”  — Willa Cather

Daily gratitudes:
A roof over my head
MKL
Doing gratitudes when it’s hard
Dried roses
Busy house spirits

Welcome to 2013! I’m not doing a summary of last year or a bunch of resolutions. I just know that this coming year, I want to grow in love, in creativity, in new travel adventures, in peace, in kindness, and in spirit. I wish all the same for all of you.

IMG_5682

Santa Fe, New Mexico.

Quote of the day: “He was the heat of a fire and the sweetness of the moon I’d only just met.”  —  Ann Aguirre

Daily gratitudes:
A wonderful new year’s eve/day
MKL
Spicy stuff
Veuve Cliquot
One big fappy hamily

 

August 2019
M T W T F S S
« Jan    
 1234
567891011
12131415161718
19202122232425
262728293031  

Archives

Make your life a little sweeter every day! Sign up for an email subscription to Seasweetie.

Join 2,117 other followers

wordpress stats
plugin
%d bloggers like this: