Sunday, January 29, 2012
Friday, January 27, 2012
I took the "good weather route" home on the bus yesterday.
i planned the trip so there was plenty of time to stop in a place
I have been noticing since i acquired this new position
(and therefore the opportunity to spend much more transit time every day -
passing places i never knew existed.)
This place is filled with motorcycles -
it is surrounded by a huge iron fence that is locked in the evening -
but open during the day AND there is a sign -
A BIG SIGN out front that suggests there is coffee inside.
There's my excuse - a place that reminds me of my heart
and an opportunity to find a special cuppa along the way.
So, in I go.
yep - BIKES EVERYWHERE -
especially now that it's winter.
There's a couple of couches and a guitar leaning across one of the sofa backs,
inviting those who will to play a tune . . .
A young man with a welcoming smile behind a small espresso bar . .
what an unusual (and wonderful) sight -
The smell of fresh roasted . . . .
so, I acclimate myself, with a little help from the barrista -
I go for a favorite
(plain, no flavors added, although I do have the choice of -
well, he started to rattle off a lot of flavors but i stopped him -
because I prefer a 'regular' latte.)
Some ladies with dogs arrived, and recognized me from who knows where -
I got my latte and went outside to drink and wait for my bus . . .
I HAD to go back to the picture window to wave a the gentleman who made my
MOST EXCELLENT LATTE . .
he noticed me & smiled . .
the two ladies were seated on the bar stools inside, I gather the barrista was busy . . .
(there were only three stools there . .
two medium large dogs, two ladies,
one gentleman cleaning the bar . .
and a bazillion bikes . . .
I enjoyed it so much.
I crunkled the empty "go cup" into my carry bag
so i could get a photo to share it with you . . .
Monday, January 23, 2012
Saturday, January 21, 2012
Monday, January 16, 2012
My Daddy traveled the world
as a gold record performing artist
he had a lot of adventures
He was sent some beautiful boomerang (s?)
we lived in Nevada, at Lake Tahoe
which is where they ended up
because we walked to the shore
so he could throw them
and watch them circle around
with every intention of catching them
then taking them home to be put on display
Wow! Could he ever throw far . . .
and that's where they went into the deep of that beautiful lake
and lived forever after.
Saturday, January 14, 2012
Friday, January 13, 2012
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
Monday, January 09, 2012
Sunday, January 08, 2012
I have been reading this
off and on
for several months.
It was mentioned in a class I was taking.
The teachers stressed it was NOT required reading, it just had a point they were trying to make
and, in the process this title came up.
Golly, i have enjoyed it.
There are points where it's good to just put it down for awhile,
which is handy because I have so much I need to read . .
letting the information "soak"
It discusses so many of the things I've studied
and heard about
I enjoyed it
although some of it was VERY HARD
But, important to know, i suppose.
A lady saw me with this book a week or so ago
(since i tend to carry it for reading on the Metro)
She was amazed because it's such a
(giggle - how fun,
I often refer to "last century"
so, it made me smile.)
Anyway, I'm on to
only heaven knows what
When you see me
it will have a different cover,
the book I'm carrying.
Hey! What have YOU been reading lately?
love & love,
Friday, January 06, 2012
|Image by Getty Images via @daylife|
A student says to his spiritual teacher,
“I have no money. What am I going to do?”
“No problem - pray to God,” the teacher says.
“But I don’t know how to pray.”
“Now you have a problem!”
Our problems are not problems.
The real problem is when we cannot connect to God.