I don’t often post messages like this, but we had to put down our fabulous feline last Saturday. We rescued her about sixteen years ago, on a rainy day, from Sacramento. We had to say goodbye, on a rainy day, last Saturday. She was a great cat and we will miss her. We will miss her? We do miss her. She was more like a dog than a cat and was a wonderful companion. We’ve had many friends lately who have had pets that were aging and in need of intervention. It makes me think about my aging as well, because she had lived with us for a very long time. When the nest went empty, she remained with us and helped to fill the void a little.
Well, life around her is quieter and not nearly as “purrfect” as it used to be. Knowing that you did the right thing is not always as easy as I imagine it should be. What I would like you to do for me, is spend just a little extra time with your precious pet today. I can’t pet mine but you can pet yours a while longer and let them know how very special they are to you. They give us so much joy.
You’re going to think this is a little crazy but almost everyday I awake and think, “I have a good life.” Maybe it’s because images like this one run through my mind. This is what I love about taking photos, once you have them in front of you, they tend to stay in your mind. People used to write poetry to help those images stay with them. We simply point and shoot and there it is, like an instant magical memory.
Quiet Sunrise in Hawaii
I think while shooting photographs, you are constantly looking to capture the most beauty out of a subject that you can. I look at the photo below and can remember the sound that was made as the surge of the waves would push up through the hole.
Then there is this beast. I only got to spend a short time with this subject but this image stays with me for some reason. I wish that I had more time to spend there but we were on a bus tour that gave us enough time to disembark, click, click, click and off we would go to the next quick stop.
Whirlwind Tour in Scotland
This next image takes me back to walks to the waters edge in England, good friends, and happy times. I know it’s often gray there but I found it to be a delightful place and now I can go back and pull up these photos and return to my wonderful memories any time I wish to.
Gray Day in Southern England
So look at my memories, and remember your own. Perhaps we all have, “a very good life.”
It has been raining in California. I am not complaining, I like the lakes catching water. It does make it difficult to take photographs to share on my blog. I started thinking about places I had been on clear days and this trip in 2005 came to mind. I went for a walk in The Garden of The Gods in Colorado Springs. It was a clear, crisp, morning and we had a little time to kill.
First Glimpse of The Garden of The Gods
It was the second time that I had been somepace where there were red rocks. The first was in Sedona Arizona and the rocks were covered with snow. I didn’t have my camera with me and I regret not having those images. I keep them safely tucked away in my mind, unfortunately I can’t share visual memories with other people unless I have photographed them. It was beautiful!
Storm on the Horizon
Towards the end of that day, we watched a storm grow out over the horizon. I had never seen anything like it in California. It was spectacular. It caused me to think about my family and how very fortunate I am to have them in my life. I wrote each of them a little Thank You and sent it, snail mail, to them. The final thought on the thank you was this; “Growing gracefully is a gift one gives one’s self and bestows on those who live around them.” Even though they were still young, I could see that they were growing in a manner that would be pleasing to themselves and those who came in contact with them. I am grateful for my family. They are the loveliest people to know. And yes, I am grateful for the rain and the time it yields me to reflect.
I know it may seem funny, but I am really looking forward to Thanksgiving this year. The world seems so foreign sometimes, to what I remember it being just a short time ago. I have found myself counting my blessings in recent weeks and wondering too, about some very simple things in life.
Last Flowers of the Season
I wonder where little animals go when it is terribly stormy outside. I then feel blessed that I am safe and sound in my surroundings. There are so many people on this planet that are lost and displaced. I need to remember them and with that, feel grateful for all I have.
This is Where the Little Bugs Hide
Thanksgiving is at my house this year. I can’t wait for my young adults to spend time together and find more memories to share. Life is about these shared times. It is these simple pleasures in life that I love so very much.
We Don’t Think of Turkeys as Being Colorful but They Are
I hope all of you have a blessed Thanksgiving. It’s only a week away!