In a world of so many great photographers and writers, I am venturing into some unknown territories, leaving comfort zones, finally very willing to practice the art of seeing. By maintaining the practice of posting daily photos, I hope to continue learning about the possibilities that I trust are out there for the taking.
I lifted my head up from the pillow, glanced at MY mountain as I do every morning, said to Ray “Look at the clouds” and took a double take, before I jumped out of bed to take this shot.
In an email today, Alima writes: “OK – I have WAY too much time on my hands……enjoy!”
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Josh is now stationed aboard the USS Winston S. Churchill 3 miles off the shoreline of Iraq.
I don’t have a lot of photos of my son as, in the past, he was less than interested in my taking his picture. But the photos I do have and here are some, I love, almost as much as I love him. 
Remember where this was taken Lane? 
I took this photo of Meadow Ed last year while on a trip in the Grand Canyon.
Meadow Ed just emailed me what he had recently written while on a recent Grand Canyon trip.
“May these Canyon walls surround the inner me and protect me from the world of men. May this River of life also cut thru me as this River cuts thru the layer of time here. I need to expose the inner me to new feelings and expressions. I ask these Canyon walls to give me their strength and the River i ask for guidance.
I tasted today the memory of Cociel St Jack, Oyster Rockefeller and New England Clam Chowder, oh for a tomato to make it Manhattan Clam Chowder but none was to be found.
I walked again the white sandy beaches of Sanibel and Captiva Islands, golden sand between my toes but try as i might i saw no seagulls nor pelicans least of all i saw no terns.
I believe the god I seek lives deep within me, God then is I.
Words are not real real, words can say many things to many people but words have no wisdom in them, they are just a group of letters. Jesus, Buddha and Mohammad are just words as well. There is more wisdom in a grain of sand then in a the spoken word. A grain of sand has mineral content that can be absorbed into a plant, we who eat of this plant can be said to consume the knowledge or wisdom of the grain of sand-in consumption of this grain of sand we grow with the strength of the content of the mineral in the plant. This is real, this is how we grow, this is how we live our lives. A deaf person hears no words yet he too lives out his life and grows with wisdom that nourishes his body.”
By E.J. Faubert
Ray and I usually hike on Sundays but Ray wanted to go in the afternoon. I know what happens, come the afternoon and I am not in the mood to go out and exercise. I am a morning kinda exercise gal.
I had planned on going alone this morning until last night at St. Marguerite’s I asked Debbie to go on a 7am hike. I know Debbie from PG.
Mt. San Jacinto on the left of the I-10 and Mt. San Gorgonio on the right behind Debbie.
Mt. San Gorgonio and the windmills.
Not a bad day……..
10:00am had a massage
12:00pm Ray and I went to see No Country for Older Men. Great acting. But would someone please explain the point of the story?
Last night while on my hands and knees with Ray, mopping up rain water from the kitchen/dining room floor, the electricity went out. Our first storm lasted most of the night. Thank goodness the pot of chili I’d made earlier in the day was still on the stove top. I lit candles, set the table and we dined at the dry end of the dining room and ate the chili. Ummm good.
But neither Ray nor I are very good when the electricity goes out. We’ve experienced this many times and every time we freak out with the discomfort of…what do we do now that all our normal distractions are no longer available: computer, TV, well lit reading. What did people do before the days of computer and TV? Being still and being quiet are the boogie men. Ray and I ate our dinner and then finally just got in bed.I guess people slept a lot more in the “old days”.
The lights did finally come back on an hour later and we got up out of bed. It was only 8pm for goodness sake. I went to my computer. Ray went into the TV room.
The rain continued through out the night. Towels sopped up the rain water (now also coming in through the large office windows staining parts of the new wallpaper).
But, this morning, while at my desk, I looked up and out through the office windows and noticed the sun beginning to shine on first-snow-topped Mount San Jacinto. Beautiful!
While out photographing the first snow I noticed this little bird apparently taking in his own particularly special view this sunny drier morning.
I know you’ll read this blog today Ray, so, Happy Birthday again!