Those Who Have Long Enjoyed Such Privileges As We Enjoy Forget In Time That Men [and Women]have Died

Those who have long enjoyed such privileges as we enjoy forget in time that men [and women]have died to win them. -Franklin D Roosevelt. Because freedom is indeed, not free….thank you…..you are never forgotten….Happy Memorial Day & Bon Lundi, mes amis:-)

A good story, just like a good sentence, does more than one job at once. That’s what literature is: a story that does more than tell a story, a story that manages to reflect in some way the multilayered texture of life itself. Karen Thompson Walker Similarly, an intriguing photo can do the same…..though, it does leave a lot more up to the viewer’s imagination….how divine ;-)……Joyeux Vendredi, mes amis!

It was June, and the world smelled of roses. The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside. Maud Hart Lovelace, Betsy-Tacy and Tib (Betsy-Tacy, #2). A single, fleur rouge, solitary in it’s circumstance, yet it’s perfume & beauty are far reaching….seems to me, people are kinda like that. I mean, if each of us cultivates love, acceptance & genuine forgiveness where we are…we will, to use a terribly clichéd quip, “bloom where we’re planted”. When we do that, the scent & vision reaches far indeed…..Bon Samedi, mes amis!

Mist to mist, drops to drops. For water thou art, and unto water shalt thou return. Kamand Kojouri. Mist, the ethereal, elysian blanket that visits our field from time to time, calling forth the romantic in me……yeah….love that….Bon Mardi, mes amis!

When the day is lovely & the crowds are few, the beach is always a brilliant idea….. Bon Dimanche, mes amis!

The sea does not reward those who are too anxious, too greedy, or too impatient. One should lie empty, open, choiceless as a beach - waiting for a gift from the sea. Anne Morrow Lindbergh A gorgeous day at the beach, today…..soul refresh complete…..Bon Jeudi, mes amis!