Tag: Family
Of Ice and Men
The Golden Girls and the Marathons of Life
My mother has a circle of friends who have been there for each other through thick and thin, sickness and health, triumph and heartbreak for many years. I have come to love them through her, and I envy their closeness. It seems my generation doesn’t necessarily form the same bonds for the duration, as these women have. Perhaps todays’ more transient lifestyles have something to do with it, I don’t know. What I do know is, friends are essential for a persons well being, and nurturing them provides reward well worth the effort.
One of these friends lost a son earlier this week, suddenly, tragically. They gathered over recent days to comfort and say good bye to their beloved. Another son in this circle, a friend of the departed, has written a beautiful piece about the marathons in life and I invite you to read it…..
Imagine that!
I just changed browsers, and the problem is fixed. Using Google Chrome for this post, no issues. So, the issue is with Internet Explorer/Blogger.
Thank you all for participating in my conversation the other day regarding current events. I enjoy these posts because while it may seem I’m just a tad opinionated (ahem) …I also appreciate another’s perspective and sometimes with that new perspective I see things a little differently. This is what I wish the whole world would do…. Create meaningful dialogue with an open mind. I like to think I’m a tolerant person of the unbiased non-judgemental sort. Sometimes that’s not entirely true and I don’t mind being called on it, because it’s not where I want to be.
About my dollhouse project… well, it’s at a standstill. I’ve gotten the interior work done on the floors and walls, etc… and there are some furnishings complete, but still no living room or bedroom. I’m thinking my Christmas List will contain those very things this year. With all the other bills we have, somehow purchasing this stuff for no-one-will-ever-live-there-ever…. just doesn’t feel right. However, I can covet a few things on etsy… see below.
Aquinnah and 25
Rather than reinvent the wheel, I’m stealing words from Wikipedia below… I hope you don’t mind. Our favorite beach on the Vineyard is Moshup Beach, just below the Gay Head cliffs, now known as ” Aquinnah”… a town located on the most rural location of the island. We love it for it’s rugged natural beauty. Because of all the rocks, I don’t recommend it for swimming.. but bring your beach chair, suit for dipping and a good book and you’ll find peace in abundance. There is a hike from the parking lot way down to the beach itself, but it’s a pretty walk at that… and you can drop off the day’s supplies right near the beach before you park in the lot.
“The population of Aquinnah was 311 at the 2010 U.S. census. It is known for its beautiful clay cliffs and quiet natural serenity, things which have become less common in the heavily populated Northeastern United States. Below the clay cliffs is Jungle Beach, named for the lack of clothing worn. It’s one of the few nude beaches left in the U.S. More recently, it has become celebrated as a center of Wampanoag culture and a center of pride and tradition among members of the Wampanoag Tribe of Gay Head, who make up about one-third of the town’s voters. This area is one of the earliest sites of whaling, done from shore by the Wampanoags, long before the 19th century industry of whaling became the major maritime industry of Martha’s Vineyard, Nantucket, and New Bedford, Massachusetts.”
The nude beach, to be clear, is all the way down at the end of the cliffside beach. We don’t go there, but if you’re so inclined, go for it!.. We stay at the other end where suits are the norm. Unless I suddenly wake up in a supermodels body, you won’t catch me bare-assed on the beach, ever. Pardon the french.
Mending Fences
It’s what’s for breakfast…
70!
or volunteering for SCORE, living life.
Things Change
*sigh of relief*
Weekend Wonderful