Sunday, May 4, 2014
I just spent two days with my college roomie, whose name also is Judy….. in Safety Harbor, Florida.
Again the circle of life shows itself in all its magnificent glory, found in the bounty of a lifetime friend.
Judy and I both had moms who were Christian and dads who were Jewish. Both of us went to the same Congregational Church in Manhasset. Judy was from Sands Point in Port Washington. I was from Manhasset. Two towns. Two girls. One church. She was cool. Too cool for me. I was a dork… unmemorable. I knew her. She didn't know me. Then…. years later, we were arbitrarily assigned as roomies at Wheaton College in Massachusetts. Despite my reservations and apprehensions at the time: we have been dear, tight friends since. Two Judy's. One light, with her half of the room decorated in camouflage olive green. One dark, with her half of the room covered in Lime Green & Pink! One Judy who loved ice growing on the windowsill, cooling the air. One Judy, who loved heat and warmth. No wonder today, one Judy lives in Denver. One Judy lives in Florida.
I am Judy 1. She is Judy 2.
The grand circle of life's meanderings didn't stop at college. It just so happens that Judy 2's parents used to own the Safety Harbor Spa, lived and retired there. Just over an hour north of me ~ that detail provided a lifetime of annual visits, and the ability to have at least 24 hours of never enough talking time. Both of Judy's parents are gone, but there are a handful of folks who have been part of her life for her lifetime. They are her family. They are her friends.
This week-end Judy 2 arrived and stayed at SUSS's house ( Suzanne). Suss arrived in the US over 40 years ago from Denmark as Judy 2's au pair. As it turns out, Suss met a fetching Indian gent who worked with Judy 2's father, fell in love, married and created a fabulously warm, welcoming, bright, energetic family. Suss is 70, a widow, and grandmother to 5. She is petit and very blond, blue eyed, lovely lady. She has lived in the same home for 4 decades. Just like me. She designed every inch of her home. Just like me. She has lots of windows, glass and Mexican tile. So do I. In so many ways: her home is simpatico with me: open to lots of folks from all over the globe. With the Safety Harbor bay front as her front yard, lots of windows, Mexican tile, a mix of modern and antiques… with things from years of travel: Suss's home has a soul which speaks to mine. Looking out, you eyes graze on sea grapes, mangroves… and the delicate and striking pink of spoonbills, lollygagging on Suss's pier…. with the outstretched span of the bay looming in the background. Beautiful in the evening with city lights glittering far beyond the bay. Beautiful also in the grey of a stormy day, making the pink of the spoonbill even more glorious in the contrast to a gray sky.
Judy 1, Judy 2, and Suss had a grand girls' day, going to see the movie "The Other Woman". Funny and a perfect rain day diversion, we sat and talked, dined on Thai food and enjoyed the easy camaraderie and banter of gals, including Suss's eldest daughter.
This morning included the advent of men. Suss's son, and then her longtime friend, who she refers to as her brother. For me as the 'new kid' on their block ~ It was pure delight to see the affection, experience the laughter and feel a part of this extended family, which now also, hopefully, includes me. I feel privileged.
For those of you who are not familiar with Safety Harbor ~ it is a small town, built in 1917. Before that, it was a magical place known for its 'curative waters'. It is just one main street. Filled with old town charm. A wee tiny gem on Florida's west coast, where history is appreciated.
Have a great Sunday.
Smiles, as always, and thanks for visiting
Judy
Sunday, May 4, 2014
Thursday, May 1, 2014
New friends, Manhasset memories and a painting party!
Thursday, May first, 2014
I feel errant in not having written yesterday. I missed it, really. I have had a wonderful couple of days- filled with wee tiny happenings, which make a full life.
I had the opportunity to meet 8 future guests of mine in Italy: but, was mortified by being over an hour late while everyone waited. I never looked at my telephone calendar that day. Not once. Even I know that the only way a calendar works: is if one actually uses it and looks at it. Silly me. I made it from Siesta Key to Michael's on East. This group of septuagenarians were a kick and forgiving of my obtuseness. All four couples were on their second marriage. One couple was married for 24 years. Another couple is getting married while guests at my home. And, the other two couples were like newlyweds after 4 and 9 years. It gives me inspiration that there is love, romance and partnership ~ all possible in the future. These folks are all golfers to some degree and live in a golf community: what lovely camaraderie.
Had lunch with a new girlfriend who will also be in Italy…. while I am there. This lady is a kick. She brought her beautiful fluffy puppy, named "trinket"! What a perfect name for a little fluffy cutie thing. A fun part of our newly budding friendship is also that some of her grown kids live in Manhasset ~ where I grew up. It is fun to go back to visit my childhood neighborhood in just hearing stories she tells, like taking the family to "LOUIES"- a seafood restaurant on the north shore of Long Island. I grew up going to Louies and spent a few years also living down the street in Port Washington…. It is that circle of life, appearing and shining its delight upon me.
And, last night, I joined a bunch of girlfriends from the days of raising our kids at Out of Door Academy. All grown- it is evidence that our kids school, was also the center of our social life, too.
Who knew? And so…. we celebrated the birthday of a sweet, little whippet of a woman and friend. We went to a place called "Painting with a Twist". The fee was a donation to SPARCC (Safe Place and Rape Crisis Center), making it an even more dear of a girl gathering. We all had canvasses and a free spirited art teacher led us through painting the same image: albeit with each women's interpretation.
Oh…artistic creation is always enhanced with a little vino: which makes the TWIST part of the title, appropriate.
New friends, old memories and new experiences in a short couple of days. Isn't life great!
Warmth and smiles …. thanks for visiting.
Judy
I feel errant in not having written yesterday. I missed it, really. I have had a wonderful couple of days- filled with wee tiny happenings, which make a full life.
I had the opportunity to meet 8 future guests of mine in Italy: but, was mortified by being over an hour late while everyone waited. I never looked at my telephone calendar that day. Not once. Even I know that the only way a calendar works: is if one actually uses it and looks at it. Silly me. I made it from Siesta Key to Michael's on East. This group of septuagenarians were a kick and forgiving of my obtuseness. All four couples were on their second marriage. One couple was married for 24 years. Another couple is getting married while guests at my home. And, the other two couples were like newlyweds after 4 and 9 years. It gives me inspiration that there is love, romance and partnership ~ all possible in the future. These folks are all golfers to some degree and live in a golf community: what lovely camaraderie.
Had lunch with a new girlfriend who will also be in Italy…. while I am there. This lady is a kick. She brought her beautiful fluffy puppy, named "trinket"! What a perfect name for a little fluffy cutie thing. A fun part of our newly budding friendship is also that some of her grown kids live in Manhasset ~ where I grew up. It is fun to go back to visit my childhood neighborhood in just hearing stories she tells, like taking the family to "LOUIES"- a seafood restaurant on the north shore of Long Island. I grew up going to Louies and spent a few years also living down the street in Port Washington…. It is that circle of life, appearing and shining its delight upon me.
And, last night, I joined a bunch of girlfriends from the days of raising our kids at Out of Door Academy. All grown- it is evidence that our kids school, was also the center of our social life, too.
Who knew? And so…. we celebrated the birthday of a sweet, little whippet of a woman and friend. We went to a place called "Painting with a Twist". The fee was a donation to SPARCC (Safe Place and Rape Crisis Center), making it an even more dear of a girl gathering. We all had canvasses and a free spirited art teacher led us through painting the same image: albeit with each women's interpretation.
Oh…artistic creation is always enhanced with a little vino: which makes the TWIST part of the title, appropriate.
New friends, old memories and new experiences in a short couple of days. Isn't life great!
Warmth and smiles …. thanks for visiting.
Judy
Monday, April 28, 2014
Fin, Pip and my min-pin
Monday afternoon in Sunny Sarasota, April 28, 2014
It is another fine day, beginning with baby Fin and his mom Astrid. This is 2 year old cherub faced boy is so filled with joy, as to be contagious.
Blond, spun gold and whispy hair blowing as he runs… creating wings of flight as if he is the baby version of the 'flying nun'. A dimple in his chubby chin. And a grin which invites 'hi's, from strangers and passersby.
His curiosity is infectious. He studies every new detail and nuance as life happens before him. You can see his thoughts, as his face is expressive. He loves water. Mostly all around him….. he splashes and and drinks it up as he spots it anywhere and everywhere. Splish splash , he loves taking a bath.
Yesterday, I got to have a grand baby X 2 fix! Pip and Fin…. walking my MIN PIN "Curry" through Siesta Village during the Fiesta. With their parents, too- of course. That is part of the pleasure palace of family.
It is always fun to be in the sun, drink my favorite ~ freshly squeezed lemonade. Some of the crafts are new and darling. Most are not…. but, it is always a grand way to spend the day. Each season, I will run into someone whom I haven't seen in forever. Yesterday's surprise visit with an old chiropractor friend was no exception.
Dining on a German breakfast with my German family, I feasted on CURRY wurst. It is perfect, since I was dining on my dog. Curry wurst is a major hot dog, kaiser bun with mustard , ketchup & curry powder. It is a street staple on the Berlin streets. It was tastier in the BIG City… , emphasizing the delight in memories. The kids drank MEZZO: half cola mixed with half orange santa. That taste sensation was a new cultural experience for me.
I spent a few delightful hours with future Italian visitors. I was in my element…. making new friends in the process. And then, I became a tourist in my own island. Went into the village, and dined on my favorite caesar salad, chopped finely and a special mojito. This was topped with a stroll to indulge in an ice cream of "Cherry coke, vanilla and brownie bits". Orgasmic taste sensations.
Enjoying my life back on the island. Life is good, sweet, and precious. I am thankful.
Warmth for this monday. and, as always- a smile
Judy
It is another fine day, beginning with baby Fin and his mom Astrid. This is 2 year old cherub faced boy is so filled with joy, as to be contagious.
Blond, spun gold and whispy hair blowing as he runs… creating wings of flight as if he is the baby version of the 'flying nun'. A dimple in his chubby chin. And a grin which invites 'hi's, from strangers and passersby.
His curiosity is infectious. He studies every new detail and nuance as life happens before him. You can see his thoughts, as his face is expressive. He loves water. Mostly all around him….. he splashes and and drinks it up as he spots it anywhere and everywhere. Splish splash , he loves taking a bath.
Yesterday, I got to have a grand baby X 2 fix! Pip and Fin…. walking my MIN PIN "Curry" through Siesta Village during the Fiesta. With their parents, too- of course. That is part of the pleasure palace of family.
It is always fun to be in the sun, drink my favorite ~ freshly squeezed lemonade. Some of the crafts are new and darling. Most are not…. but, it is always a grand way to spend the day. Each season, I will run into someone whom I haven't seen in forever. Yesterday's surprise visit with an old chiropractor friend was no exception.
Dining on a German breakfast with my German family, I feasted on CURRY wurst. It is perfect, since I was dining on my dog. Curry wurst is a major hot dog, kaiser bun with mustard , ketchup & curry powder. It is a street staple on the Berlin streets. It was tastier in the BIG City… , emphasizing the delight in memories. The kids drank MEZZO: half cola mixed with half orange santa. That taste sensation was a new cultural experience for me.
I spent a few delightful hours with future Italian visitors. I was in my element…. making new friends in the process. And then, I became a tourist in my own island. Went into the village, and dined on my favorite caesar salad, chopped finely and a special mojito. This was topped with a stroll to indulge in an ice cream of "Cherry coke, vanilla and brownie bits". Orgasmic taste sensations.
Enjoying my life back on the island. Life is good, sweet, and precious. I am thankful.
Warmth for this monday. and, as always- a smile
Judy
Sunday, April 27, 2014
Imaginings about the little details at Historic Spanish Point...
Sunday, April 27, 2014
A sunshiney, blue, electrifyingly wonderful day to be alive.
I am still reflecting about my afternoon at the outdoor museum park ~ "HISTORIC SPANISH POINT".
I am a travel agent. I am a teacher. I am an American History and English teacher… specifically. I am a tour guide. I am a writer, a traveler and a sponge- soaking up life's big and little treasures. My curiosity compels me. And, I am riveted by the gems found on the 30 acres on little Sarasota Bay.
Some are so subtle, as to be dismissed, easily. For instance…you can easily walk by a pond whose top is etched by what could appear at first sight as scum. I passed this spot hundreds of times. If I noticed it, I would have thought it a 'dirty' pond. And yet- it is part of what made this particular spot in Florida's landscape- 5,000 years ago, important for Indians to call this 'home'.
This pond is covered with an algae type organism, easily swept aside to reveal a perfectly clear pond of fresh, clean water. It is this kind of detail which is profound on the impact it had for those living here for 50 centuries. That is remarkable, as it drives home the importance of fresh water to our survival. Then, and now. A simple, yet important lesson.
I love the fact that this is a spot which exemplifies American wilderness and the drive to 'tame' and 'cultivate' it: not unlike the wild west in the mid 1800's. For the promise of free land, pioneers could settle in exchange for making it 'productive': growing crops, oranges, etc… I love the fact that the reason these pioneers arrived on this spot was from the recommendation of an old spanish dude. He told this Webb family to go up the West coast of Florida , where there is a point of land which offers safe height from storms.
The circle of life is ever present and quite remarkable. It was due to thousands of years of living on this site, where the Indian culture left its refuge…. creating a height of over 15 ft. ! It is a special place specifically because it is built on the centuries of lives of peoples having called this home.
As a travel agent, by the way: this is the site of the very first Sarasota hotel, motel, boarding house, B&B…. I am not sure what the name would be, but it was a pace-setter for the tourist industry. Imagine what they might say today if they were alive to see how far that concept has grown!
I will continue to write about Historic Spanish Point. But, in the meantime, I must meet my grand babies and 'first born' for a stroll to Siesta Fiesta Art fair.
I will walk. Must get ready for life in Italy.
Smiles and happy Sunday
Judy
A sunshiney, blue, electrifyingly wonderful day to be alive.
I am still reflecting about my afternoon at the outdoor museum park ~ "HISTORIC SPANISH POINT".
I am a travel agent. I am a teacher. I am an American History and English teacher… specifically. I am a tour guide. I am a writer, a traveler and a sponge- soaking up life's big and little treasures. My curiosity compels me. And, I am riveted by the gems found on the 30 acres on little Sarasota Bay.
Some are so subtle, as to be dismissed, easily. For instance…you can easily walk by a pond whose top is etched by what could appear at first sight as scum. I passed this spot hundreds of times. If I noticed it, I would have thought it a 'dirty' pond. And yet- it is part of what made this particular spot in Florida's landscape- 5,000 years ago, important for Indians to call this 'home'.
This pond is covered with an algae type organism, easily swept aside to reveal a perfectly clear pond of fresh, clean water. It is this kind of detail which is profound on the impact it had for those living here for 50 centuries. That is remarkable, as it drives home the importance of fresh water to our survival. Then, and now. A simple, yet important lesson.
I love the fact that this is a spot which exemplifies American wilderness and the drive to 'tame' and 'cultivate' it: not unlike the wild west in the mid 1800's. For the promise of free land, pioneers could settle in exchange for making it 'productive': growing crops, oranges, etc… I love the fact that the reason these pioneers arrived on this spot was from the recommendation of an old spanish dude. He told this Webb family to go up the West coast of Florida , where there is a point of land which offers safe height from storms.
The circle of life is ever present and quite remarkable. It was due to thousands of years of living on this site, where the Indian culture left its refuge…. creating a height of over 15 ft. ! It is a special place specifically because it is built on the centuries of lives of peoples having called this home.
As a travel agent, by the way: this is the site of the very first Sarasota hotel, motel, boarding house, B&B…. I am not sure what the name would be, but it was a pace-setter for the tourist industry. Imagine what they might say today if they were alive to see how far that concept has grown!
I will continue to write about Historic Spanish Point. But, in the meantime, I must meet my grand babies and 'first born' for a stroll to Siesta Fiesta Art fair.
I will walk. Must get ready for life in Italy.
Smiles and happy Sunday
Judy
Saturday, April 26, 2014
Splendid day by Sarasota Bay at Historic Spanish Point
Saturday, April 26
Happy glorious Saturday morning
Sarasota in the spring is as beautiful as it gets: slight breezes cool the skin, as the sun warms it.
Yesterday, I had a great day~ one of those days where eye candy meets brain candy.
I went to Historic Spanish Point outdoor museum, where I am a board member. I have been on the magnificent 30 acre site on little Sarasota Bay hundreds of times. I actually give tours, and love it. It is the perfect marriage between being a teacher and tour guide. That pretty much defines me. So, it was not a unique experience for me. And yet- exceptional.
There were 8 girlfriends in our group, led by another board member and Sarasota County archeology. He is a darling 30 year old kid, whose love of history is contagious. His knowledge of things that before visiting Historic Spanish Point would have never been a subject of interest: is fascinating to watch as curiosities are awakened.
Deciding to do a self guided walking tour of Historic Spanish Point is to feed the eye candy. In order to truly awaken that mind candy: one must take a tour with a guide. It is only then that what appears to be simply a bunch of broken shells: becomes the fabric to interpret 1000 years of human history. This museum has the only Indian midden where you can walk inside. And you say "huh"?
That doesn't sound interesting in the least to me. What is an indian midden? Why do I care? An indian midden is basically the refuge left by the Indians who lived on the site 5,000 years ago. You walk inside a 15 ft. midden: and can witness 1,000 years of history. There is evidence of the tools they used. Shells of course. If I looked at the pile, I would see just crumpled shells. An expert can see a smorgasbord of information: the types of tools, where the hearths were, what the shapes of the houses were by understanding the piling markings.
On the site, there is a 5,000 year old archaic indian ring. What is that? It is simply a dip in the ground, with a large ring of dirt circle. There is one (of two in North America) open to the public . So what? Who cares about a dip in the ground? It shows us that 5,000 years ago- It shows that they were social people who used this circle for social gatherings. If the ring is closed: that means in this ancient society-that everyone was equal . If the ring is shaped like a horseshoe, that indicates that the most powerful is opposite the open part of the ring. There, archeologists have found a greater abundance of offerings hidden …. as shallow as 7 inches under the ground.
There is a palm tree on a tiny hump of ground. That hump looks like landscaping. Yet, it is the site of a burial ground from 100 AD (ish). Half of the burial mound was excavated in 1959 and it was found to have over 420 indians buried- in a crouching position - head up! There were a few dogs and an alligator. At that time, it was also discovered that syphlis existed in some of the bones- assuaging the concept that Europeans brought that disease to North America.
It was a beautiful day. Bougainvillea blossoming in purples and magenta. The Bay was glistening- blindingly so. Casey key island in the background. A few folks were kayaking. Splendid. Simple, Magnificent. Stellar.
More later about Historic Spanish Point….. Sunset over the bay with the group of 8 ladies and the archeologist, drinking wine and dining on box dinner of Honey baked ham sandwiches. Pickle and chocolate chip cookie, included. And, superb company. Ultimately…. it is about the people who surround us. Yesterday, they were loverly.
smiles for a grand Saturday
Judy
Happy glorious Saturday morning
Sarasota in the spring is as beautiful as it gets: slight breezes cool the skin, as the sun warms it.
Yesterday, I had a great day~ one of those days where eye candy meets brain candy.
I went to Historic Spanish Point outdoor museum, where I am a board member. I have been on the magnificent 30 acre site on little Sarasota Bay hundreds of times. I actually give tours, and love it. It is the perfect marriage between being a teacher and tour guide. That pretty much defines me. So, it was not a unique experience for me. And yet- exceptional.
There were 8 girlfriends in our group, led by another board member and Sarasota County archeology. He is a darling 30 year old kid, whose love of history is contagious. His knowledge of things that before visiting Historic Spanish Point would have never been a subject of interest: is fascinating to watch as curiosities are awakened.
Deciding to do a self guided walking tour of Historic Spanish Point is to feed the eye candy. In order to truly awaken that mind candy: one must take a tour with a guide. It is only then that what appears to be simply a bunch of broken shells: becomes the fabric to interpret 1000 years of human history. This museum has the only Indian midden where you can walk inside. And you say "huh"?
That doesn't sound interesting in the least to me. What is an indian midden? Why do I care? An indian midden is basically the refuge left by the Indians who lived on the site 5,000 years ago. You walk inside a 15 ft. midden: and can witness 1,000 years of history. There is evidence of the tools they used. Shells of course. If I looked at the pile, I would see just crumpled shells. An expert can see a smorgasbord of information: the types of tools, where the hearths were, what the shapes of the houses were by understanding the piling markings.
On the site, there is a 5,000 year old archaic indian ring. What is that? It is simply a dip in the ground, with a large ring of dirt circle. There is one (of two in North America) open to the public . So what? Who cares about a dip in the ground? It shows us that 5,000 years ago- It shows that they were social people who used this circle for social gatherings. If the ring is closed: that means in this ancient society-that everyone was equal . If the ring is shaped like a horseshoe, that indicates that the most powerful is opposite the open part of the ring. There, archeologists have found a greater abundance of offerings hidden …. as shallow as 7 inches under the ground.
There is a palm tree on a tiny hump of ground. That hump looks like landscaping. Yet, it is the site of a burial ground from 100 AD (ish). Half of the burial mound was excavated in 1959 and it was found to have over 420 indians buried- in a crouching position - head up! There were a few dogs and an alligator. At that time, it was also discovered that syphlis existed in some of the bones- assuaging the concept that Europeans brought that disease to North America.
It was a beautiful day. Bougainvillea blossoming in purples and magenta. The Bay was glistening- blindingly so. Casey key island in the background. A few folks were kayaking. Splendid. Simple, Magnificent. Stellar.
More later about Historic Spanish Point….. Sunset over the bay with the group of 8 ladies and the archeologist, drinking wine and dining on box dinner of Honey baked ham sandwiches. Pickle and chocolate chip cookie, included. And, superb company. Ultimately…. it is about the people who surround us. Yesterday, they were loverly.
smiles for a grand Saturday
Judy
Thursday, April 24, 2014
Paint, Pepsi ice cream and a swim in the Gulf of Mexico
Thursday, April 24, 2014
This has been a full and happy week: I am loving life in my home.
I have unpacked all the boxes I will unpack. The walls which require paint ~ are being painted by my 'first born' daughter. She is German and impeccable. She cleans the floors & walls and ceilings prior to painting. It is a pleasure to see how GREAT WORK is done. Doing a job well is an art. It is also pure pleasure to have her at home in the mornings and during the day. She paints. I am finally doing much needed paper work, neglected by over six months of being displaced. We take breaks, which involves conversation and affectionate banter developed over years of practice and trust. And coffee.
Had visitors from New Zealand, and Wales. It was good to have life back inside my home. It is also good to have my home back, to be savored and enjoyed. There is much space inside. It hasn't grown. Purging STUFF creates air space.
I have moved my office to what was originally a dining room, and then a 'family room'. I have a huge window behind me which opens up the back garden to me while I work. I have a view down my 45' hallway…. giving perspective to my day. And, I am surrounded by my favorite colors: kelly green, navy blue & white. It does my heart good to be immersed by my favorite colors. The energy is clear. My desk is reflective, with the etched glass… and it is a semi circle, which is welcoming. Top this off with a big TV: I am happy to be back in the 21st century.
I went to the beach today, went swimming, and came home with a bronze suntan… and a few glorious hours with my other daughter. The Gulf was a stunning light turquoise green which turned a deep royal blue by the horizon. The water was cool and refreshing. The people watching was great. The sky was a cloudless clear baby blue. And the breeze lulled us both to sleep. An afternoon of paradise perfection. An afternoon of mother -daughter perfection. I have always said that the Gulf of Mexico is a great 'backyard' for all of us to enjoy.
I was brainstorming with Carlyle for her next 'career' step. She is scared of the next stage of adulthood: which hopefully includes a job with health insurance, a vacation plan and a 401K.
I am just getting practiced at letting my observations flow. Stick with me, as my writing voice takes hold.
Smiles,
Judy
Dinner for me tonight was a "SUB-ZERO" ice cream: flavor…. pepsi, vanilla & brownie bits. This is an ice cream store where you create you own flavor. It is made mostly from a variety of liquids which are then torched with liquid nitrogen, and voila! it becomes ice cream. Magic. Very cool, in lots of ways.
This has been a full and happy week: I am loving life in my home.
I have unpacked all the boxes I will unpack. The walls which require paint ~ are being painted by my 'first born' daughter. She is German and impeccable. She cleans the floors & walls and ceilings prior to painting. It is a pleasure to see how GREAT WORK is done. Doing a job well is an art. It is also pure pleasure to have her at home in the mornings and during the day. She paints. I am finally doing much needed paper work, neglected by over six months of being displaced. We take breaks, which involves conversation and affectionate banter developed over years of practice and trust. And coffee.
Had visitors from New Zealand, and Wales. It was good to have life back inside my home. It is also good to have my home back, to be savored and enjoyed. There is much space inside. It hasn't grown. Purging STUFF creates air space.
I have moved my office to what was originally a dining room, and then a 'family room'. I have a huge window behind me which opens up the back garden to me while I work. I have a view down my 45' hallway…. giving perspective to my day. And, I am surrounded by my favorite colors: kelly green, navy blue & white. It does my heart good to be immersed by my favorite colors. The energy is clear. My desk is reflective, with the etched glass… and it is a semi circle, which is welcoming. Top this off with a big TV: I am happy to be back in the 21st century.
I went to the beach today, went swimming, and came home with a bronze suntan… and a few glorious hours with my other daughter. The Gulf was a stunning light turquoise green which turned a deep royal blue by the horizon. The water was cool and refreshing. The people watching was great. The sky was a cloudless clear baby blue. And the breeze lulled us both to sleep. An afternoon of paradise perfection. An afternoon of mother -daughter perfection. I have always said that the Gulf of Mexico is a great 'backyard' for all of us to enjoy.
I was brainstorming with Carlyle for her next 'career' step. She is scared of the next stage of adulthood: which hopefully includes a job with health insurance, a vacation plan and a 401K.
I am just getting practiced at letting my observations flow. Stick with me, as my writing voice takes hold.
Smiles,
Judy
Dinner for me tonight was a "SUB-ZERO" ice cream: flavor…. pepsi, vanilla & brownie bits. This is an ice cream store where you create you own flavor. It is made mostly from a variety of liquids which are then torched with liquid nitrogen, and voila! it becomes ice cream. Magic. Very cool, in lots of ways.
Monday, April 21, 2014
easter on siesta key
Monday, April 18th
After a far too long absence, I am back in the writing, blogging seat.
It was difficult being communicative when I was a 'displaced' person living out of my suitcase for a year…. basically.
I am back in my home, which is a breath of fresh air. Having filled a 30 yard dumpster, and having put my dearest treasures into storage: I am left with lots of space inside my home. Lots of drawers remain empty of a lifetime of stuff.
I have re-fitted the office, and having shopped my own home- have reconfigured and redesigned each room in my home…. repurposing them. It is a task, finally done!
I have just had the occasion to spend a week with some folks from Wales, New Zealand and Canada. The world is a wonderful feast of potential friends….
Easter yesterday was filled with friends and family…. and watching my two grand boys go on an easter egg hunt. All too darling.
More later, and thanks for visiting
Judy
After a far too long absence, I am back in the writing, blogging seat.
It was difficult being communicative when I was a 'displaced' person living out of my suitcase for a year…. basically.
I am back in my home, which is a breath of fresh air. Having filled a 30 yard dumpster, and having put my dearest treasures into storage: I am left with lots of space inside my home. Lots of drawers remain empty of a lifetime of stuff.
I have re-fitted the office, and having shopped my own home- have reconfigured and redesigned each room in my home…. repurposing them. It is a task, finally done!
I have just had the occasion to spend a week with some folks from Wales, New Zealand and Canada. The world is a wonderful feast of potential friends….
Easter yesterday was filled with friends and family…. and watching my two grand boys go on an easter egg hunt. All too darling.
More later, and thanks for visiting
Judy
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