Yesterday, I grabbed my portable camera (not my cellphone one either) and headed out with my best friend for a mini girls' day trip. On one of the coldest days of the past week. I don't know why I took my little camera, other than I had good intentions to take photos since she was… Continue reading Girls’ Trip to the Sea Lands Me Thinking About Iodine
Tag: Beach
Mish-Mashing My Way to the Beach
Since my last post, I've had a mish-mash of thoughts about life. And fear. And faith. And beaches. And cauliflower mash. I really do like that stuff. Don't knock it until you try it. But yesterday, it wasn't enjoyable at first. When we discovered a container Mr. purchased with a punctured hole in the top,… Continue reading Mish-Mashing My Way to the Beach
Reflections on my learning as I go photography lessons
I'm a self-proclaimed 'learn as I go' photographer. I often wonder if I have I grown in my skillsets through the years since I first picked up my hand-me-up camera from my daughter? Will I ever be good enough? Good enough for what? To capture a cat drinking from a water glass or a cat… Continue reading Reflections on my learning as I go photography lessons
A stroll on 7-mile beach in Jamaica
I'm feeling homesick for the beach. Especially the moments of walking in the surf! I love feeling the salty water splash me and listening to the waves crash and the endless beauty of the view. A simple life is good with me. I don't need a whole lot. For me, a T-shirt, a pair of… Continue reading A stroll on 7-mile beach in Jamaica
Why I didn’t wear a bikini in Jamaica
As a woman over the age of 50, I made a rebel decision not to compete with my former younger 20 40 something self. I chose not to wear a bikini in Jamaica like I did the first time we went there...14 years ago. I hemmed and hawed so many times before we left for our… Continue reading Why I didn’t wear a bikini in Jamaica
How I convinced myself there are 4 seasons
I love the 4 seasons, yes, I do, but this winter, has been an icy nightmare - we even had to open the windows to chop icicles. My hero to the rescue. And, I gotta tell ya, I'm sick of being stuck in a snow globe that keeps relentlessly reproducing snow piles beyond those we've… Continue reading How I convinced myself there are 4 seasons