Let's see, I can mark the following off my list:
Bonnie Corner
Spring Time Park
Fox Park Trailhead
Bamberger
Buddy Calk Trailhead -*
Leon Vista Trailhead
Walmart Trailhead
Phil Hardberger Park
Saturday, September 01, 2012
Friday, August 31, 2012
Beautiful Moon
This morning there was a beautiful moon greeting me for my early morning walk. Full, with clouds rolling over it. It's the type of morning sky I just want to make love to my special man underneath.
Wednesday, August 29, 2012
Words to Live by:
When was the last time you rose, victorious, like a phoenix from the ashes?
Anyone can be burned, crushed, consumed. But not everyone chooses to rise. Grace is the air that turns our cinders to ashes and our ashes to wings. Rise. Then rise again.
Anyone can be burned, crushed, consumed. But not everyone chooses to rise. Grace is the air that turns our cinders to ashes and our ashes to wings. Rise. Then rise again.
Tuesday, August 28, 2012
Resonate
Have you ever met someone you just resonated with? I don't believe in soul mates, but I do believe, in our lives, we encounter people who, from the first interaction with them - we are just pulled towards. Not just physical or mental. But on a deeper level. There is something primal and deeper that draws us towards that person.
In my life there have been two men like that. Funny thing, apparently neither of them felt the same way about me. But both B and G managed to lure me in so effortlessly. I felt a sort of peace, happiness, and sense of home around them. And yet, at the same time, excitement and passion.
These were men whom I don't think I would ever get tired of trying to figure out, listen to, or hanging out with. These are men I think I could never be ashamed of and I think I would never get enough of.
I wonder if anyone will ever feel about me, the way I felt about these two men? I wonder if either of these men had a clue how I felt about them?
In my life there have been two men like that. Funny thing, apparently neither of them felt the same way about me. But both B and G managed to lure me in so effortlessly. I felt a sort of peace, happiness, and sense of home around them. And yet, at the same time, excitement and passion.
These were men whom I don't think I would ever get tired of trying to figure out, listen to, or hanging out with. These are men I think I could never be ashamed of and I think I would never get enough of.
I wonder if anyone will ever feel about me, the way I felt about these two men? I wonder if either of these men had a clue how I felt about them?
Monday, August 27, 2012
Rose Rose Red Rose
Wall to wall blood red velvety rose petals painted the floor - as far at the eyes could see. The dome cover was a sky the hues of pre-dawn blue. Clouds races visable over my head. The only thing I wore was a short dress. No, that wasn't right. A negligee was more accurate. Black, and so sheer, I might as well been wearing nothing. High-waisted to support my breasts, it fell to my knees. The sleeves came to my mid-upper arm but were slit to expose more. The material was so soft, I felt like I was swathed in wind and air.
As I stepped forward, I realized I really was standing in a sea of petals. Unseen under the petals laid a few inches of water. As I made my way, I started to notice star shaped candled floating in the red water, serving as guides on my journey.
Finally, I stopped and before me appeared the largest four poster bass bed I had ever seen. It was covered in red satin sheets that matched the rose petals. Black curtains, made of material much like what I was wearing, swayed in unfelt wind.
I stared at the empty bed as if something was missing. I turned around, as if I was expecting someone, any second, but no one came. I turned back to the bed and then, a wisp, a shade of a shape appeared reclining on top of the sheet covers.
Moonlight Sonata started playing as I squinted and stepped closer to make out the figure. And then I growled as I recognized who it was. I jumped on the bed and waved my hands though the shape to make it dissipate into smoke. Just because he was the only man I currently wanted in my bed doesn't mean I was going to dream about him!
I hugged a pillow to my chest and shouted enough. No more, do something different. The music switched to Canon in D. No! No! Anything but that. That song had special meaning to me and I didn't want to be reminded of that right now. Greensleeves I thought. Play Greensleeves. It started as an eerie piano version. I sunk lower into the bed. It was quit comfortable.
I changed my mind. Taps, play me Taps. I want to listen to Taps. I laid down, singing quietly, "Day is done. Gone the Sun." I continued silently in my head as I closed my eyes, "From the lake, from the hills, from the sky; All is well, safely rest, God is nigh."'
And in my dream, I slept.
As I stepped forward, I realized I really was standing in a sea of petals. Unseen under the petals laid a few inches of water. As I made my way, I started to notice star shaped candled floating in the red water, serving as guides on my journey.
Finally, I stopped and before me appeared the largest four poster bass bed I had ever seen. It was covered in red satin sheets that matched the rose petals. Black curtains, made of material much like what I was wearing, swayed in unfelt wind.
I stared at the empty bed as if something was missing. I turned around, as if I was expecting someone, any second, but no one came. I turned back to the bed and then, a wisp, a shade of a shape appeared reclining on top of the sheet covers.
Moonlight Sonata started playing as I squinted and stepped closer to make out the figure. And then I growled as I recognized who it was. I jumped on the bed and waved my hands though the shape to make it dissipate into smoke. Just because he was the only man I currently wanted in my bed doesn't mean I was going to dream about him!
I hugged a pillow to my chest and shouted enough. No more, do something different. The music switched to Canon in D. No! No! Anything but that. That song had special meaning to me and I didn't want to be reminded of that right now. Greensleeves I thought. Play Greensleeves. It started as an eerie piano version. I sunk lower into the bed. It was quit comfortable.
I changed my mind. Taps, play me Taps. I want to listen to Taps. I laid down, singing quietly, "Day is done. Gone the Sun." I continued silently in my head as I closed my eyes, "From the lake, from the hills, from the sky; All is well, safely rest, God is nigh."'
And in my dream, I slept.
Sunday, August 26, 2012
New Project
I have long thought it would be fun to visit all the local parks and rate them to see which ones I like best.
So, the ones I have visited:
Brackenridge Park
Cathedral Rock Nature Park
Crownridge Natural Area - *
Eisenhower Park - *
Friedrich Wilderness Park - *
Japanese Tea Garden
McAllister Park
New Territories Recreation Complex
(O.P.) Schnabel Park - *
Stone Oak Park
I put a star next to the ones I liked.
So, the ones I have visited:
Brackenridge Park
Cathedral Rock Nature Park
Crownridge Natural Area - *
Eisenhower Park - *
Friedrich Wilderness Park - *
Japanese Tea Garden
McAllister Park
New Territories Recreation Complex
(O.P.) Schnabel Park - *
Stone Oak Park
I put a star next to the ones I liked.
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