Paula is hosting February Love Me where we’re finding something we’re loving every day in February. Today, I’m loving my photo archives. When the temps drop and going places isn’t a viable option, it is lovely to take a little virtual vacation and revisit some of the places we’ve visited. This is from Bryce Canyon, Utah. Christmas day, a few years ago.
It’s been a crazy year, that’s for sure. If you feel yourself a bit uninspired in the thanks department this year (and who isn’t), please do pop over to Terri’s site and get yourself a dose of thankful reminders.
Early in the 2000’s Superhubs and I left our home and family behind us. We abandoned the 5 year plan and the 10 year projections and became pilgrims, seekers, voyagers. We became Wide Eyed Wanderers. For the next 13 years our home was a 30 foot class C motorhome christened the SS Minnie.
I am so thankful for that little home on wheels. Ah the adventures, the views, the fun we had with her. Oh the places she took us.
The historic beauty we found in Sioux Falls, South Dakota
the magic spires of Bryce Canyon, Utah
and the places where the Minnie couldn’t take us, Opaekaa Falls, Kauai, Hawaii
Lake Wakatipu, Queenstown, NZ
We let her go last year to a new home for more adventures, but I am thankful for the memories. Mostly, I think I’m thankful for all the goodness of life. Let’s raise a song of harvest home, the glass of good cheer, the heart overflowing with joy. I have so much for which to be thankful, so much about which to smile. Chief among those is:
Status board at the hospital after Superhubs first brain surgery
I have so much to be thankful for, al I have is truly all I need. Life has bestowed upon me an extravagance of riches, but still I hope for one thing more. The gift of a thankful heart, a heart that does not forget the blessings I have received.
Many thanks to Cathy over at Picture This for hosting Sunday Stills for us during Terri’s August blogging break. Our prompt for this week is “Beautiful Beaches”
I was born to be a mermaid but by nature was betrayed to live this false existence and walk this world on legs the ocean’s song still sings within my heart and mind peace and calm engulf me as I watch the waves unwind
Stronger —Under the Sea: A Descendants Short Story
I am one of those who finds a special peace in nature. Trembles of a dark and stormy night are eased by the rhythm of wind through the trees. A sour mood is eased by the scent of basil and rosemary growing in pots outside my door. And the sight of flowers never fails to bring a smile to my face. Thus flows the qui of life all around “an energy field created by all living things. It surrounds us, penetrates us, it binds the galaxy together.”
Gardens are hard to come by when you’re a full time RVer, but here’s my attempt a tiny potted “garden” that traveled around with me for a few years.
A rose needs no compliment on it’s beauty, it simply is … a rose.
Remember, life will ALWAYS find a way. 😉
Pastures of Plenty – The Kingston Trio
Til next time Stay safe, stay sane, stay sanitized ~JPP
So Judy D-B started this from a text she got and it seems like a great idea so since we’re in “self semi-quarantine” here thought we’d take a bash. What the heck is “self semi-quarantine? Superhubs and I are both in very high risk groups so we’re staying home or at least away from public places as much as possible. We use drive thru’s, grocery curbside pick-up, on-line ordering … yadayadaya. So what’s happening in my world? Our instructions are to: share the very last photos on our SD cards or iPhones
One man’s trash is another man’s treasure. Very early spring in Wyoming, you gotta take the beauty wherever you find it. In a few weeks, the area will be covered in lush, vibrant life, but for now assorted “junk” garden will do nicely.
Scene from the Halloween Party, chips and cookies and candy .. oh MY!!