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With three patios available in the common areas, each guest of the Bayfront Inn can choose the right one for them. The “back deck” is secluded and has tables and umbrellas just outside the guest rooms. The “lower deck” is ground level…
I see that look – the “What kinda craziness is she about to spew?” look. Okay, I didn’t really “see” it, but sensed it, because I felt it when I wrote it. But I promise – there is no icky here – just animal observations.
We have lots of birds…
I had been good about mask wearing, even made masks for others with donated materials and left them in sealed bags on doorsteps.
I had been good about social distancing, not leaving the house unless necessary…
“I look to a day when people will not be judged by the color of their skin, but by the content of their character.”
– Martin Luther King Junior
I have never had a literal kick in the gut, but I am sure what I felt yesterday was as close…
The definition of super hero has transformed – not as visibly as a toy turning into a mammoth metal warrior – but transformed, all the same.
Capes and tights have been replaced by hazmat suits and facemasks. Hands are…
Any kind of light
Is a help in the darkness
And what kind of light
As long as you shine.
You can be a flashlight,
With a strong and steady beam
But even a flashlight …
When I think about life
I see flowers, exploding with colors
And I think, what a paint pallet
God must have.
I see water, from the tiniest trickling brook
To the vastness of the oceans…
Outstretched arms and stumbling feet
Baby steps with eyes focused
On the one he’s come to trust
“I’m here. Come to Daddy.”
Training wheels off – a gentle push
“You’re doing it!”…
I am drawn by an invisible tug, a need for something more than the walls of inside.
I move outside and sit with the sun on my back. The metal edge of the table frame burns my arms as I lean against it, but it feels somehow awakening…