My friends Sunny & Po’s daughters were visiting me this weekend with their friend Dave. Sure I took them around to see the usual High Point sights like The World’s Biggest Bureau. And of course all of our friends know that our rooster sculpture in our front yard has become a landmark in its own […]
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Today I saw my first butterfly of the year. A small white winged beauty fluttered by me at a particularly poignant moment. A short while later I spied two cardinals–a bright red male and a dull brownish green female–kissing each other. They were sitting on a banister under my bird-feeder and they held their kiss […]
When I wrote my what’s in a name post last week I forgot to mention something key to my synchronicity theme. In the film The Prince & Me there are several scenes …
Next time I am lucky enough to have an encounter with a butterfly I will speak to her of flowers and sunshine and remind her of the happiness she brings to my day and I will try not to mention the caterpillar days when she was trapped without wings. She will eventually remember that she can fly.
This morning while I was watering my Anniversary Garden, this gorgeous golden butterfly delighted me by landing on my wrist….
…Last night I caught a dream. I was seeing all of the flowers that I have recently planted out in my Anniversary Garden. But I was seeing them from a much different perspective, up close and personal. …
I attended a celebration of life for our friend Janice on July 6th here on the island. Her daughter had arranged for a butterfly release after the ceremony. Apparently you can order these delicate creatures to be shipped in individually wrapped boxes packed in coolant so that they are—hopefully—alive when you receive them and let the…
Things have been happening without you, Lovey. Not sure how it does but life still goes on without you. Has it really been six months without your humorous commentary…
Today’s reminder that we all can become butterflies like Scott did arrived in my Facebook private messages from a friend, Pam Morgan (no familial relation to Scott). Pam collects my art and also acquired some of Scott’s work last summer via the Hutton Gallery in Deer Isle, Maine. While we were in India, Pam and […]
…Three months that passed without my permission, three months of holding my breath underwater, three months of living without Scott to have and to hold. We are getting on, Hershey, Loolie and I. The distant vibrancy of Goa permeates my soul,…
going to goa 
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