The beauty that is to know.

This is a simple flower that blooms at night. A moon flower, I believe it is called. I took the picture in the neighbors yard. This plant has been there for several years, and several neighbors. I appreciate them letting it stay in the yard, since it tends to take it over by the end of summer. But my point is, that it gets to be most of their yard, and I wanted to see the simple beauty that comes from just part of it. Like when you have a friend that you really like, and every now and then you see that one particular part that makes him or her special. There might be 5 or 6 things, but every now and then one is shown to you in an action that they do. And sometmes it can even be you seeing it in yourself. Like today. I helped this lady find her cell phone by calling her phone with mine. We went to the part of our store she had been in. No luck. So then we out to her car. It was raining. (not much, actually) But she scoured her car, because she could hear it barely ringing, and I kept calling. I made her finally open the passenger door, and there it was under the passenger side of the front seat. She didn't have to go to the three other stores, and doctors offices she had been to. She looked at me and said, "I hope something really nice happens for you today." Little did she realize, it just had. Look for the nice things you do for people, and it doesn't have to be extravagant, but they will say that is why I really like him/her. And they may or may not be able to return the favor. I guess I should go now. My dog, Edvard, is stretched out on the love seat next to me, and chasing something in his sleep. His little feet are just a quivering. I hope he catches it. Maybe I will fly tonght in my dreams. That's always nice for me. Do you fly in your dreams?

I just apppreciate the sky and all the entertainment it allows me. And for free. I mean, there are so many times that I see the beauty in somethng that is so natural and clear. Don't get me wrong, I know poluton that man has contributed to the surrounding system is really what gives us the color I see. But with all good comes bad, and with all bad so is brought goodness. They are not always of equal value, but they are both still there. Enjoy the sky. I have one more picture for tonight.

Ever since William and I have been together, we have had this Christmas cactus. It is something I enjoy. He actually had it already when I met him. I view it as an early Christmas present. As William can tell you, I hate waiting to give or get presents. It normally blooms around Thanksgiving, letting me know that Christmas is on its way. Although, the Catholic Church has toally lost me; my love for God still thrives. Especially at this Capitalistic Holiday. Last year, someone did an interview with me on camera. He was standing outside the store I work in, and he was wearing a Santa Hat. Which in its self is kind of funny, because of the way Capitalism has carried Saint Nick into this buying/giving guy. Anyway, he wanted to know if I said, "Merry Christmas," or "Happy Holidays." I said that I say both. And when he asked why, I explained that I do not want to push my personal beliefs on someone else, but I definitely want to share the love we have. So, if I do not know that they celebrate a Christian Holiday, I celebrate the season with them. If I know they are a Christian, Jewish, or other, I wish them the best for their personal holiday. I try not to judge them by their God, but by their character. I believe our God is the same God, but we just view him/her differently in our best perspective. He asked me if I believed that they would be damned for their other belief. I then said that I seem to remember that the Bible told us not to judge others by casting stones. Then I told him I had to go, and wished him, "Merry Christmas." It was a soul clarifying moment. That I need to keep reminding myself when I hear about issues in the world, or in my own nation. As in the Bishops statement, or edict, that they released today. Don't they even think there is a higher thought going on than those simple undignified declarations meant to appease the masses? There I go... Ahh well, back to the cactus flower. It is a nice slice of life in my part of the world. Funny how things become a symbol that you grow to count on, and even lean onto. Remind me some day to tell you of the Meridian Hill jogger. May you find peace for tonight, and as forever.

My Park

When we first moved into our house we were very fond of the fountain in the Meridian Hill Park, but did not get there much. Now with Edvard, we get to see many things. Though not necessarily up close. Ducks and Dogs, not truely compatible. But not thoroughly indifferent either. We could learn alot from animals we live with.

a night for all, at least some

We were happy to be invited back to the Silent auction at the the beautiful OAS building. It was for the orphans in Peru. Laura bid on several items, but alack and alas, she still has the dough, but not any of the loot. Matthew and Shelley and his Dad and new girl Mary, were happy to be with us for the fun. PS Mary is a Let.(that is Latvian for those who don't know Cole Porter)

Hello; it's me.

This is my first voyage to the rest of my blogging life.