Saturday's Child

Saturday's child works hard for a living.

Tis The Season

I'm tilted in the holiday.

Free fall family issues.

I rise and flow with the daze.

Happy to serve and ready to lead.

Travel south and share.

Happiness reigns.

Taking Care

Days roll by.

Time with Grandchildren is rich.

It's not easy.

There's tears, anger and chaos.

The difficulties of keeping them still and focused are many.

But the moments of joy and laughter make up for it.

I'm learning a lot about them and myself.

It's a gift to be here in Alabama.

Spending long hours with the family is good.

Life leads us to many unforeseen places.

This is a chance.

A time to stand up and help.
Thanks.

Giving Thanks!

Living a full life.

Grateful for the family.

Smiles are magical.

We Abide

Precious beat of life.

November blows strong with pain.

The family abides.

Love Hangs

See how far?

All the way to Alaska.

Mystery holds.

Love hangs.

Bet on the ride.

Thank you.

Frosty Sun

Green is favored now.

But red has stepped up the game.

Meditate in blue.

Clarity Reigns

Wrestling with resolve.

Ignorance and innocence remain.

Heart open.

Free, finally.

It's passed.

Softly

Softly I cry a river.

Knowing my boundary.

Rising above.

Letting go.

Carried away in the joy of living.

Stand up.

Promise Of Poppy

Stand before blossoms.

Study crimson.

Unfurled petal spoke in a whisper. 

Look to the sea.
High above Boot Legger's Cove
Turnagain Arm shows us we're free.

October Comes A Calling

Strike with good intent.

Happiness is close.
Love swirls in
autumn breeze.
Trees dance their
 yellow leaves.
October comes a calling.

Update September 27th

1984

San Francisco

Dada Festival

w/Eva Lake

Hotel Utah

No life like it!

Gratitude oozes.

Anxious Rest

Summer of life.

Pain free.

Long, thick, hard journey.

Gaze at the mountains, ocean, stars and sun.

I don't rule my heart.

I follow and it led me here.

To Alaska.

Amanita Muscaria

Destroying Angel.

Found on the neighbors front lawn.

Death cap cries, 'Eat me!"

Goodness Continues

There can be bad days.

When the world tosses us bones.

Today isn't one.

Labor of Love

We work together.

A funny group of labor.

This year we will rock!

Death Is On The Prowl

Tell friends you love them.

Fill all emptiness with love.

Continue living.

Sunny Side Up

Accepting autumn.

My heart aches

with dreams of Termination.

Searching the mountains 

for a message.

Climb and feel content.

Work and worry.

Tired of the rat race.

Drifting again.

Getting prepared to travel south.

Gratitude for my friend.

My heart dwells in Alaska.

Happiness Found

I've found happiness.

All alone in Anchorage.

You can find it too.

Alaska Still Life

Alaska still life.

The light fades as fall descends.

Seasons imprint love.

Riding A Wave

The increase of love humbles me.

I give it all away.

Still floored by my heart.

It rules every move.

Following that path fearlessly,

I weep with joy.  

Dreamland

Sweetest Honey

Dripping slowly

as the sun goes down.

Azure turquoise sky 

leads me to my sleepy bed.

Oh melting dreams of delight

I relax and share

in amazement

that my dizzy rest is peaceful

and content this moment.

Yum.

Thank you.

Pearls

Fortunate  meeting.

Loving more every day.

You drove me to it.

Rainbow

Rainbow

Possessing a gift.

Climbing helps the heart beat right.

The air is sugar.

Birthday Wishes For Our Country

Stay still and keep your own counsel.

Watch in wonder as time slips by.

Love life and squeeze it dry.

I dreamt about my father last night.

I was looking for his number so I could call him.

He died in 2003, but I wanted to speak with him in my dream.

I want to tell him I love him. I miss you Daddio.

Excerpt of The Gettysburg Address by A. Lincoln~

"Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent, a new nation, conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal.
Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met on a great battle-field of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field, as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this.But, in a larger sense, we can not dedicate -- we can not consecrate -- we can not hallow -- this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us -- that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion -- that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain -- that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom -- and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth."

Working Woman

I'm happy.

The only issues I have are the ones I dream up.

I regress in to selfish, disappointment from time to time.

But more and more I'm not interested in going there.

I enjoy being in bliss. 

On Top

On Top

First time this year.

Feels like church.

Got my parking pass.

A meaningful hike.

Difficult but rewarding.

59 Is Divine

59 Is Divine

The summary is one glorious spring.

High above the ocean fantastic.

Fragile lips that kiss.

Petals blush in perfect pink.

Bella

Bella

My charge for the week.

She keeps me honest.

I enjoy our time together.

May 12th, 2013 Refrain of Mama

Wear my mother's pancho and rule the world.

She speaks as I dig in the soil and smell spring.

Layers of distance show the way.

 Practiced at solitude and quiet work, health returns. 

The sheets are clean and happiness washes

over winter dirt of tears.

Tenderness hides in folds of

love as I smile resolutely in a stance of

integrity with wild cards. 

I live in her skin. She's gone, 

but the connection is strong. Her words

pleasure or painful, made my mother's voice

echo in my head. She loves me.

I Fly

I fly

Wings lift me

High

May 5th, 2013

We be dancing.

At The Fais Do Do.

Music fills the air.

I am hurting no mo.

Lessoned learned

and the sun will shine.

The muddy swamp

has cleared my mind.

Take the words 

of love to heart.

I ride my two wheeler

toward a fresh start.

No Hero In Her Sky

No hero in her sky.

Ain't afraid to die.

Tell no lies.

Strong she cries.

Painful Truths

Painful Truths

There are breakthroughs.

The learning of lessons.

I'm learning mine and enjoying the journey.

Cruel people are hard to take.

You cannot avoid it sometimes.

It's in your face.
No matter how much love,

it can manifest in each of our lives.

Life humbles us.

No one gets out alive.

Being gentle and gracious is my answer.

Being understood is a blessing,

but there's no guarantee.

Give to those you love and let them be.

Doing time here on Earth.

I don't want mine to be 'hard time'.

Sing out and let go.

Love Through This

Love Through This

All signs point to Spring.

Although predictions call for flurries,

I tend to think the tide has turned.

For me too.

The ocean was offered my last tear.

Continual surrender and vigilant prayer

lift me through the quagmire.

I recognize the pattern and break free.

All of it done lovingly. 

Digging Out

Digging out oysters.

Briny, delicious, goodness.

Ready for many.

Raven Croaks

Raven Croaks

I listen to the birds this morning.

The Raven tells me where to go.

Snow blankets the landscape.

Facing up to the work is daunting.

Moving on with my life is challenging.

I take responsibility for my actions.

Feeling strong in my convictions.

Knowing that it is all about the love.

Me So Happy!

I fly tomorrow.

Returning to Alaska.

Portland on the way.

Nobody Said It Was Easy

I'm ready for the challenge.

Thrilled to be here.

Happy loving words.

Keep me high. 

All The Love

The days quickly fly by.

I leave for Alaska soon.

Excited to be traveling again.

This trip to New Orleans was magical.

I worked and made lot's of progress.

I love my house here.

I will be back for Jazz Fest.

Summer and Fall in Alaska.

I'm grateful.

Red Sand

My bricks have red sand.

Collecting materials.

Making magic here.

Scent of Rose on the Breeze

A Rose made me smile.

No worries about true love.

It lives in blossoms.

Red Beans & Ricely Yours

Red Beans & Ricely Yours!

Opportunity Knocks

I answer the phone.

Trusting it will all work out.

Ringing in the new.

Policeman Down on Poland

Early morning shots.
Policeman down on Poland.
Hunting from the skies.

Pansy Up

Today I rested.
Cooked greens from the garden and studied.
The phone rang as I tried to work.
I'm a pansy. Life in New Orleans can be sweet.
I begin again. It's simple.
Stay close and create something.
Thank you.

Lent 2013

Giving up everything.
Simply the right thing to do.
Now I feel better.

Discipline

I study the stars. Aware of every whisper. Message on the breeze.

So Much Good!

I'm overwhelmed love. Knock me out and shut me down. Receptive free girl.

Super Bowl Sunday

Spending the mellow day with friends(Uriah & Olaf). New Orleans rises to the occasion of the game and the city is bursting with the good, the bad and the oh, so sport fan tourist. Preparing french cut pork chops on the rib. Gonna roast and then smoke them. The sides are collard greens from my garden and white beans with creamed parsnips. It's gloriously sunny and life in the south certainly has it's good points. Later on, we will watch San Francisco play The Ravens. I was rooting for the west, but I may just flip and go for the under dog team from Baltimore. That's my way. Enjoy everyone where ever you may be.