You may have wondered where I have been. I have been on a road trip that began the end of June. This photo is my favorite photo of the entire trip. You see, my grandchildren are the silhouettes on the two piers. It was a lovely place and a calm beautiful evening. The crescent moon and the north star hung in the sky as the tiny lake waves lapped against the beach. I wish we had been able to stay there a couple of days. When you’re on a road trip, it’s hard to not plan ahead and give yourself the authority to stay an extended time, especially when you are caring for two little ones.With all that said, we drove through California, Idaho, Washington, cruised into Alaska, stopped in Victoria, drove through a different section of Washington, Oregon, and California to get back to Graeagle so the kids could go kayaking. I’ll be filling you in on the places we went in the coming weeks. What I want to leave you with today, is this photo of Lake Quinault in the Olympic National Forest in Washington. If you ever get the opportunity to go, do it. It is an amazing slow-paced place. It’s a bit like going back in time and there’s nothing wrong with taking a deep breath and slowing down a little now and then.
There are times when, as hard as you might try, you just can’t make things work perfectly. This week has been filled with a lot of stressful endings in my house project that did not go according to my plans.
It’s in those times that are anxiety ridden that I try to pull up images in my mind of places or things that have made me stop to take a closer look. These tiny flowers caught my eye as I walked along the coast in Monterey, not so long ago. They were so delicate and attractive. The bees were happy to see them too. I think that the little annoyances in life, as unsettling as they are, should not cloud my memories of wonderful experiences that have gone before and will surely come again in another amazing array of color that will capture my imagination and fill me with peace and an appreciation of the blessed life I lead. It’s crazy the way stress makes my mind work. This photo, as well as many others quite simply, makes me feel better.
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.
I haven’t written in my blog for quiet some time. I am sorry for this but the heat in California has been constant this summer and oppressive. We’ve now added to that by having large sections of the state on fire.
This has all left me a bit unable to find the beautiful color in the world around me. I know that sounds crazy but I’ve always tried to find the bright side of any circumstance and here I am, a little gloomy.
I do feel that the temperatures are moving into a Fall like pattern, so the cooler air should help the fire fighters and it will surely lift my spirits which will result in causing me to view the world in my usual way. Hooray!
There you have it. The world in full color, courtesy of the garden in our own backyard. Go out and smell the flowers. It will make you feel better.
(Could have gone way beyond “heat and smoke” with all the craziness that is going on in the world today. I decided to tackle one thing at a time, mainly those things that I might have a little control over.) Have a Very Happy Weekend!
I recently drove from Southern California to Northern California through some road conditions that were less then wonderful. As I was driving there was an amazing sunset but I didn’t want to stop to take a photo because of the road conditions. I wrote the following poem to help my mind remember the colors that I saw. I hope you can visualize them too.
Storm Set Colors
This sunset that surrounds me
I haven’t a photo for
I’m driving North through cold slushy rain
But it’s colors, I adore
Bright bubble gum pink and glaucous gray clouds
Form a nimbus line to the East of me
Atomic tangerine with black cumulus legs
Hang eerily as far as I can see
Ochre grays and rusty coppers
Linger throughout the clouds
They push their way around me
Then they drop, rain pounds, out loud
A tiny patch of light blue sky
Glows off in the distant West
Illuminated rolling green pistachio hills
Front snow sprinkled mountain caps
I push on through the misting,
Through the downpours, and endless showers
Remembering the colors
The soft, bright, and wickedly gloomy,
2/2016 Bonnie L DiMichele
Last weekend we had the pleasure of getting to know some new friends. We spent the day together and thoroughly enjoyed their company. (You are never too old to make new friends.)
The day couldn’t have been more perfect and it ended in this stunning sunset. It was almost as if the sky was sending us a smile regarding a most memorable day.
The reflections ‘cross the pool were amazing. I do not think these photos do that particular sunset the justice it deserves. (I tried to duplicate the colors exactly, but I often find that my eyes see things in a different manner than the camera captures them.)
All I could say was, “Wow, this is amazing.” I hope you share a beautiful sunset soon, with someone who is important to you. Take the time to enjoy those gorgeously simple moments.
It took me a couple of weeks to put this posting together. I needed the assistance of my grand-daughter. She was staying over and took Great Grandma’s childhood dolly and chair and moved it from upstairs to downstairs for a party. We ran out of time so I put the dolly (she calls her Jasmine) on the chair and moved her to the side of the living room to wait for the conclusion of the party.
I knew my grand-daughter would be back later that week and I went in search of the tea party set. Dolly was waiting when she arrived and the tea set was on the dining room table.
She was delighted to see the tea set and quickly moved Dolly to the family room. She set everything up and started to play. She suddenly turned to tell me that she had forgotten something upstairs (off she ran)…….I thought I knew what it was and I was correct……
Dolly had invited some of her best friends to have tea and play along.
I do so love watching my grand children play. It takes me back to younger, less encumbered days. I encourage you to find your own escape with a friend. One of my favorite things to do, is to leisurely spend time with people while having a picnic. I suppose it is my grownup tea party of sorts. Go out and do something fun with someone you care about. Life really is too short; we should spend as much time as possible with the people we love and cherish.
Go seize today or at least make plans for this weekend.
I was out on a walk the other day and stopped to watch the cattle gazing on the hillside near my home. I do so love cows! I’ve loved them since I was a child on High Street in Santa Cruz. We lived out in the country and there weren’t many people around. The cows always came to the fence to entertain me. Truth told, it was myself who was trying to entertain them by singing silly made-up songs. This shot reminded me of those days as a child in the hills of Santa Cruz.
I have another memory of an old oak tree that was up on a hill in Soquel, CA. My friend and I used to cross the large field at the top of the hill and ride on a branch that hung low enough to the ground so our feet could push the limb up and down. We’d pretend that we were riding horses. She loved horses and I loved cows. Life was so simple then.
I do so hope that you have a simple and lovely 2015!
We were shopping at Whole Foods last weekend and came upon this recipe that I just have to share with you. It was a rainy day and the recipe looked like something refreshing. It gave us a delightful taste of winter.
Satsuma Jicama Salad
1 medium jicama, peeled, cut into matchsticks (great place to get out the mandoline slicer)
1 bunch radishes, thinly sliced and cut into half moons
2 limes, zested and juiced
1/4 teaspoon chili powder
1 tablespoon minced cilantro
Segment the satsumas: cut enough off either end until you see orange flesh, not the white pith. Cut the skin off around all sides. Over a bowl with a small knife, go between each segment and gently cut them out. Toss satsumas segments into a bowl with jicama, radishes, lime juice and zest. Garnish with chili powder and cilantro.
Now, this is the part where I tell you how I handled this…..
I peeled the satsumas and cut each segment in half. I added 1 avocado cut into small pieces and added fresh prawns (cooked and chilled) cut into quarters.
There is no oil in this recipe and it is delightfully refreshing. You could sprinkle toasted pumpkin seeds on the top as well. You can change it up anyway that you would like, but it is really good just as it stands. (Cuties, Mandarins, Cara Cara Oranges, all would work for the citrus.)
Have yourself a very Merry Christmas!
I’ve been looking at photos
In black and white.
I know they are beautiful
but I really love the colors in life,
so I took this photo in black and white.
Then I added a little yellow,
and then I added red,
Until I came full circle
and took this shot instead.
These colors of the season are from my backyard. I am so glad that I took the photo when I did because we’ve had wind and RAIN in California and most of my leaves are now covering the ground. The colors of Fall always remind me that Spring is just around the corner. Let yourself soak up those colors while they still hang on the trees.