“Cultivate the habit of being grateful for every good thing that comes to you, and to give thanks continuously. And because all things have contributed to your advancement, you should include all things in your gratitude.” ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
It is amazing how I can go through a year being busy, being frustrated, being excited, being tired…and not take a moment to sit quietly and express any gratitude for the time I share with others. Continue reading “Adventure Gratitude Moment”
In an earlier epistle I commented that sometimes a picture could be enhanced by words. I then blithely went on to talk about how to make a picture or combination of pictures speak for themselves without words.
Recently I read an article that repeated the saying “A picture is worth a 1,000 words” and I had an “ah-ha!” moment. And that thought was…”sometimes, not all the time, a picture is literally worth a 1,000 word essay”! Whether the essay is an explanation of its environment and setting, or the feelings and emotions felt and depicted in and through the image, there are times when words will add another layer of color and hue to it.
It is said that “a picture is worth a 1,000 words” and there are times that I agree with this statement and times when I believe the written word can add so much more when giving a story to a picture. Continue reading “A Picture is Worth…”
No, not the castanet musical instrument but an honest to goodness real throwing net. It was the simple act of casting a net into the ocean that made me better understand those who get addicted to certain activities like gambling or lottery playing or even email, social media, or internet browsing). I was there trying my hardest to discover just the right wave, just the right area, just the right throw in order to catch something. It was the unbounded hope that the next cast might bring in “the big one” but actually after a while it was the thought that I might catch anything that kept me gathering and tossing the net. Continue reading “Cast-A-Net”
It is amazing how difficult it is to walk a neighborhood and just be an observer. There is a tendency to permit daily to-do’s, reflections on past events, preparations for future events, and temptations to grab the smartphone to check emails/social media. This permission snatches my attention from the riotous colors of springtime flowers, the green lawns following recent rains, the sounds of dogs barking their warnings and songbirds singing their praises, the flights of winged butterflies and birds, and the cool spring breeze caressing everything in its’ path.
I have always enjoyed music — almost any kind of music. Whether it’s country , bluegrass, rock and roll, gospel, classical, movie soundtracks, doo wop, crooners, new age, or other, for me music is a way of getting excited, calming down, feeling reflective, staying focused, becoming inspired, seeking wisdom, finding solace and escaping for a brief period of time. Continue reading “Musical Interludes”