1359. angels from above

 

from the big blue sky

lots of little angels fall

few find fertile earth 🦊❤️

As I klonked along on the old wooden bridge, the sight of hundreds of Maple tree “helicopters” (I call them angel wings) on the planks got me to thinking about the “odds” of things being as they are.  I wondered what the odds are for a fallen “angel wing”to germinate? I guessed that the odds are near zero. I guessed further that the odds for every human being that ever walked on the face of the earth to have actually done so are pretty close to zero too. If you are reading this, you are indeed a real winner! 🦊❤️

1358. abstract

 

that old rotting log

serves as the perfect canvas

jackson pollock gasps 🦊❤️ 

I stood and stared at the delicate design that was seemingly painted on a rotting tree that had fallen long ago. What an abstract masterpiece. Maybe I will paint it someday.  🦊❤️ 

1357. case of mistaken identity

 

a stealthy hunter

deep in the bush… lies in wait

hold on! it’s tommy!! 🦊❤️

This could be one of my favorite photographs of Tommy. It really captures his life experience I think.  🦊❤️

1356. friday with friends

 

a man and his grill

ribeye steaks smothered in laughs

five star all around 🦊❤️

We had dinner with our good friends Joe and Marnie last evening.  Getting together with them is like walking into a  warm and welcoming room where authentic conversation and laughter reign. Thank you for a wonderful time!!! The steaks were wonderful!!! 🦊❤️

1355. we all have shortcomings

 

many stabs at it

those chopsticks just won’t grab tight

i’m stuck with a fork 🦊❤️

There are many things in life that one must find peace with in order to be OK.  A biggie for me is accepting the fact that I cannot use chopsticks. Along with that resignation is the fact that I will always have to ask the waitstaff that do not know of my limitation, “May I have a fork?”  It is getting easier…. 🦊❤️

1354. a special moment

 

a special moment

to realize just how brave

my “little girl” is 🦊❤️

No matter how old I become. No matter how old she becomes.  We remain frozen in those tender moments of many years ago. Yesterday as my daughter Jenny and her fellow officers received commendations for their actions in an “officer down”  situation, my mind was a swirl of many emotions, memories and fears. Pride was definitely among the many.  🦊❤️  

1353. cath’lic girl’s shoes

 

penny loafers now

was it saddle shoes back then?

oh those cath’lic girls 🦊❤️

Girls from a local Catholic girl’s school come into the coffee shop  on most mornings to get their expensive fancy coffee before school.  They all wear penny loafers that seem to be a size or so too large for their feet.  It got me wondering what types of shoes the girls in my Catholic High School wore.  (I couldn’t remember???) So I texted my friend Anne and asked her what the girls wore.  She couldn’t recall clearly.  I was sure it was the black and white saddle shoes.  Can any MVCH class of  69 (or any year) weigh in? 🦊❤️