It takes a lot of courage to release the familiar and seemingly secure, to embrace the new.
But there is no real security in what is no longer meaningful.
There is more security in the adventurous and exciting, for in movement there is life, and in change there is power.
Alan Cohen
"Outside of a dog, a book is a man's best friend.
Inside of a dog, it's too dark to read."
Groucho Marx
The doors we open and close each day decide the lives we live.

Thursday, May 9, 2019

Forest Creatures

I never used to think of Florida as a woodsy sort of haven for all kinds of forest creatures.
Of course I know it's full of swamps and parks and forests and beaches...but where I am living in Northeast Florida...reminds me of the house in New York.
The forest is a State Park so it's a beautiful view with a daily change of creatures coming and going...and sometimes just hanging out with the neighbors cat.
She is a brave little cat with newly healed scars on her legs .
But there she is, lolling in the grass with the raccoons.
The other night she came to my door and asked to come in.
I held the door wide and she slipped in,drank water,snacked on some kibble then curled up on a cushion and slept safe and sound.
First thing in the morning she is ready to leave...a perfect house guest.
There was that sighting of what I thought was a wolf but I have never seen it again..but it makes me be sure that no cat is out there at the mercy of fierce forest creatures.
I'm not going out there either! lol

Home Is Where The Heart is

New York New York, it's a wonderful town........

My friend lives in New York City.
My husband and I met her and her late husband when we were living in Buenos Aires ...
My husband had great affection for them as did/do I and we were glad that they came for long visits...we lived there but they knew more than we did about the place.

We lived there for years and always felt at home our home that we renovated and made a dream European style semipiso (half floor) apartment.
We loved furnishing the very high ceilinged rooms full of molding and all of the doors were French doors so I went wild at antique shops full of French antique lighting fixtures, Thonet dining table and chairs, modern sofa , Argentine hand made coffee table etc.
We would go to milongas with them,they danced so beautifully together..

Now....she and I are in the same club...she was widowed recently.
That big bear hugging ,always smiling ,Tango dancing man has passed away and she is broken hearted and I am so sad.
If I believed in such things, I would picture him with my husband, drinking some very good Malbec and laughing and being some sort of Heaven of your choice.

I need to return to New York.
Where there are friends and family and ..... something to do ~

My brother is having dinner on the beach in North Carolina...

I am on the lanai with the cats.
Well....a cat...Minette is here,Merlin and Honey said. F@?$ this..I want some AC!!

Where are you and how are you spending your day?

Chau ~

Saturday, May 4, 2019

Feels Like Florida

Hot, Sunny, a few very impressive big clouds , and warm.
Warm enough to make me send a Thank you Thought for whoever invented Central Air...

The cats lolled around on cushions on the chairs on the lanai but even they said "enough"!

Now they are all lolling around inside with the air conditioning.

I am back out on the lanai and watching the skies change.

To be honest...after hearing some of the stories on the news especially the part about the animals/pets that have to fly in airplane holds, I am sad.

I have also been cooking and trying to eat more to gain some weight.
It's not that interesting to cook for 1 and ordering deliveries is fine.....If you live somewhere is just take out, no delivery.

So I am bored and boring,  so You write my blog.
The topic is hot weather- flying with pets-flying at all!
Do you ever look at your cat or dog and wonder what they are thinking?

Ok Start writing
I will publish everything.


Wednesday, May 1, 2019

Nothing Gold Can Stay

Nothing Gold Can Stay

Robert Frost, 1874 - 1963

Nature’s first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. 
 Her early leaf’s a flower; But only so an hour. 
 Then leaf subsides to leaf.
 So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. 
 Nothing gold can stay.  

Thank you,Marty

Monday, April 29, 2019

Stopping By The Woods On a Snowy Evening

When in school, we had to memorize a poem and say it before the class.
The teacher probably had no idea but maybe a hope that if just one of the students got a liking for poetry, then her job was done.

My. Great grandmother wrote poems so maybe I got my affection for poetry from her...

This is one of my favorites from a very young age....


Whose woods these are, I think I know, his house is in the village though.
He will  not see me stopping here to watch his woods fill up with snow..

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the wood and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sounds the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep
And I have miles to go before I sleep,
And I have miles to go before I sleep.

Robert Frost
Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy Evening 

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