Monday, December 27, 2004
Sunday, December 26, 2004
Saturday, December 25, 2004
Saturday, November 27, 2004
Tuesday, October 19, 2004
Sunday, October 10, 2004
Saturday, October 9, 2004
This is one of my favorite pictures I'd taken on a magical trip to New York years ago. This city was almost one of make believe. I've never seen anything so big.THE NEW COLOSSUS Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame, With conquering limbs astride from land to land; Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame. "Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless,tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!" Emma Lazarus
Friday, October 1, 2004
Thursday, September 30, 2004
Monday, September 20, 2004
Wednesday, September 15, 2004
Sunday, September 12, 2004
Tuesday, August 31, 2004
Wednesday, August 25, 2004
While home I saw this picture I drew of my two beautiful sisters. The two most beautiful flowers God put on the planet to me. My heart is full when I think of the two of them. My sisters have always been there for me and no matter what they always care. Through thick and thin and everything in between. They have protected me from darkness. Sisters of light thats what they are. They make my world full of happiness. If I'm sad they are there with a hug to lend. They are there to laugh with. They are my strenth when I'm weak. They are my voice when I can't speak. They are always there when I need an ear just to listen and be a friend. They have shared a love with me that nothing can compare to. They are my link to LIFE. I've heard this before though the hurt and the pain, through the tears and the rain, because of sisters, I will never be the same. Not sure if I quoted that right or not. Anyway I love you Sherry and Dena.
Thursday, August 12, 2004
The Bridge of Lions is one of the most recognizable and beloved sites in St. Augustine. It's one of my favorite places. In recent years, it's also been one of the most controversial.
After a 1999 Department of Transportation report declared the bridge "structurally deficient and functionally obsolete," city residents began a heated debate over the appropriate steps to take in repairing the bridge. Those concerned with preserving the structure's historical integrity sought a renovation plan that would allow the bridge to maintain its distinctive form; residents concerned about the increasing problem of traffic downtown looked at the renovation as a chance to build a new bridge that would stand up to modern congestion.
The DOT's $30.85 million plan for the bridge has been approved and leans toward the restoration camp: It slightly widens the road beds and sidewalks and erects a safety barrier between cars and sidewalks, but it leaves two lanes of traffic and keeps the bridge's original towers.
Even though the plan is approved and wheels are in motion to start work on the bridge renovation, opponents of the plan continue to voice their displeasure.
Wednesday, August 11, 2004
I was thinking of Mema on Sunday. It was her birthday. There's still not many days that go by that I don't think of her, you can't say the word spaghetti without me thinking of her. I still miss her very much. Here's a little something I wrote about her in one of my journals. http://journals.aol.com/deveil/CelebrationofMyExhistance/entries/1013
I can't believe she's been gone now for almost three years. I never realized until she was gone what a big part of my life she was.
Wednesday, August 4, 2004
Thursday, July 29, 2004
Thursday, July 22, 2004
Tuesday, July 20, 2004
Monday, July 19, 2004
Wednesday, July 14, 2004
Tuesday, July 13, 2004
Guardian Angel from heaven so bright,
Watching beside me to lead me aright,
Fold thy wings round me, and guard me with love,
Softly sing songs to me of heaven above. Amen.
Monday, July 12, 2004
Sunday, July 11, 2004
Saturday, July 10, 2004
Today I took this going down the river, the water was so crystal clear. Cool crystal clear spring wter, eel grass, little and not so little fish swim beneath you as you see them clearly. Tiny minnows gently nipping you as you let your feet dangle into the water. A family of red-eared sliders (turtles) sunning themself on a moss draped cypress log. Distant sound of nature, peaceful as it was in the beginning. My thoughts fade back to my teenage years going down this same river and what it meant for me then, and what it means for me today. The river is still as beautiful as it was then. I remember imagining going under water and swimming through a cave and coming up on another side with a whole new world on the other side. On the othe side people lived as peaceful as the foilage. Ferns amond lillies, trees among bushes. I dove in a couple of caves today looking for the cave that would bring me to the peaceful other side.
Thursday, July 8, 2004
Wednesday, July 7, 2004
Monday, July 5, 2004
Here I visit my favorite spot, in search of peace of mind. This vast Ocean understands me and doesn't dismiss me with impatience or refuse to listen. This is the spot when I was 5 or 6 that my first thought of happiness began, with Papa, he took us here, and would get out in the Ocean and turn flips in the passing waves. At that time there was a big pier here. This place has been my thinking place since I've been in Jacksonville. Papa said "All your answers Lie here" as he said with outstretched arms. So many days I walked here trying to figure out what he meant. I came here years ago after the end of a relationship and said I give up, I won't ever know what he meant. I told myself I'd never come again. Then I made a friend that lived right by the spot where the pier was. This was almost two years ago. When he moved there we took a walk on the beach and the next thing I knew I was by the pier again, feeling very much at home. Thinking once again maybe I would find out. They tore the pier down a month later, but I still go to this spot. It wasn't the pier Papa was talking about it was something much bigger. I remember touching what was left of the pier before they tore it down. I touched it as if it were my only friend and possessed the answers to all my problems. I stayed there for a long while waiting for answers. The pier is gone now, just these little markers left. I still go here for answers, how ironic that I live right here in the place where Papa said all the answers would be found here.
Sunday, July 4, 2004
Saturday, July 3, 2004
Friday, July 2, 2004
A friend of mine took this picture I got from his website. http://www.deanseye.com/ Looking at this picture, my childhood flased before me. I loved insects when I was growing up. Entomology was my passion. I was always following these guys around with a butterfly net. Funny how something I was so passionate about has changed to an appreciation. I sitll love watching butterflies about as much as I did when I was a boy. They are so beautiful and so delicate.
Thursday, July 1, 2004
- Today I had to take another walk by these beautiful sunflowes one of my neighbors has growing in her yard. I saw this is a beautiful journal. So had to add it to my entry also. Thanks Judi! http://journals.aol.com/judithheartsong/newbeginning/
- Come with me into the field of sunflowers. Their faces are burnished disks, their dry spines creak like ship masts, their green leaves, so heavy and many, fill all day with the sticky sugars of the sun. Come with me to visit the sunflowers, they are shy but want to be friends; they have wonderful stories of when they were young - the important weather, the wandering crows. Don't be afraid to ask them questions! Their bright faces, which follow the sun, will listen, and all those rows of seeds - each one a new life! Hope for a deeper acquaintance; each of them, though it stands in a crowd of many, like a separate universe, is lonely, the long work of turning their lives into a celebration is not easy. Come and let us talk with those modest faces, the simple garments of leaves, the coarse roots in the earth so uprightly burning.
Wednesday, June 30, 2004
Seems lately I'm drawn to beauty, tonight I was looking at old pictures of places I felt much beauty. This meadow ws so beautiful. Just looking at these pictures bring a smile to my face. It was happy time for me. I'm not really sure this picture captures it all. The helicopter flight the next day was also pretty spectacular. I've gone here once since my first visit. I want to go again in the winter. I've gone in October and I've gone in May. I want a meadow I can run through and be free. Our forefathers must have been in awe exploring this country.
Sunday, June 27, 2004
Saturday, June 26, 2004
Friday, June 25, 2004
I once heard it's good luck when one of these fellows come for a visit, today I was feeling a little blue, I went to my special place, and in the lonliness of it all, here the blue heron comes to say everythings going to be ok.
Heron: is associated with morning, and is the first bird to salute the dawn. A heron also tied in with regeneration of life. A heron provides for its young like a stork. It is associated with longevity, silent memory, overcoming danger, indiscretion, dual nature: because of it amphibious nature, and melancholy. The heron is sacred to the Muses and is related to priesthood. Herons are seen as a favorable of men. When heron's leave the marsh and fly above the clouds they announce the coming of a storm.
...signifying the world of life and light, as opposed to that of death and darkness. For the same reason the snow-white heron was much esteemed,... and the blue heron for luck in life.
Thursday, June 24, 2004
Summertime from "Porgy and Bess"
Nothing captures the feelings of summer better than the much-loved song from "Porgy and Bess," "Summertime." Its majestic imagery and deep spirituality touch listeners today as they have for generations. Doc Watson's version is the ultimate version. This picture says summer, my friend Amy brought her son over to my house right around sunrise, we took Kendall out on the Ocean to check things out. He loved it.
."..there's a nothin'
can harm you
With Daddy and Mama
A good ending of the summer, and another one of my favorite summer song is John Denver's "Sunshine on my Shoulders"
Wednesday, June 23, 2004
Tuesday, June 22, 2004
Boy and Dolphin
I just got off work and walked down too the beach. I live in Jacksonville Beach. This is a little piece of art I walk by every day when I take one of my thought walks on the beach. I love it. I think of my childhood, my imagination, and my love for water. The artist that molded this could have done it just for me! The piece is called "Sea Express"
Monday, June 21, 2004
Sunday, June 20, 2004
This is my Father's Day Picture and the first picture of this journal. The reason I chose it was because of what it means to me. I took this picture of my niece Autumn with her dad, my brother Lance. When I took it she was looking up into his eyes so lovingly. When I first saw the picture. I also thought of it as a little girl looking up to our Heavenly father with the same love. So I named it "Father Above". Bless all the Father's out there!