Weather for the Thanksgiving holiday was outstanding with sunny clear skies and mild and pleasant temperatures. For us on the coast it is this perfect fall weather that makes us glad we stuck it out through the hell-hot summer. Night rewards us with the mystery of moonlight cascading down on water as smooth as sea glass.
The day after Thanksgiving Grandson, taking a break from college, took these photos as he rode his bike along the bay. I could not resist sharing part of my Texas coast as I have much to be thankful for this holiday season.
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RIG UNDER CONSTRUCTION
CHEERS FROM THE COAST!
THANKS TO GRANDSON FOR ALLOWING ME TO SHARE HIS PHOTOS TAKEN WITH HIS PHONE.
Day of the Dead -
Paths of flower petals and
burning incense guide
spirits to the house of the living.
Tables with favorite food and drink.
orange and yellow flowers,
all offered to the spirits.
Then the living go to
graves of the dead.
Custom says ill fortune, illness
death or worse
those who make no offerings.
Who will decorate my grave?
Who will bring me food?
Who will talk to me?
Cremation may be best for me.
For more on the traditions of the Day of the Dead check out this website.
Photo by Husband
Trick or treat! Wine or beer! Wine is usually my choice, but when Husband opens a nice lager or ale and pours it into his pint glass, I have to sample it. He bought a variety six-pack of Shiner beer from Spoetzl Brewery brewed in tiny Shiner, Texas. They were all good, but I preferred the Bohemian Black Lager and the Prickly Pear.
Bohemian Black Lager
Many breweries bring out specialty brews for fall. Perhaps we will try a pumpkin brew next time. You can check out Shiner and the brewery on their website or if you want a personal tour of both check out this blog, Tales and Travels of the Tin Man, who shared his visit to both. Cheers and Happy Halloween! Prosit! (Enjoy)
Thirty-three years ago I wrote a simple poem for an old friend (REALLY old, I thought at the time) for her 70th birthday. She has been gone for many years, but as I approach my own 70th year I remembered that poem and dug it out of my files. It was composed in longhand and then typed without the assistance of word processing. In those days I often wrote basic rhyming poems for birthdays. I am sure family and friends cringed inwardly when they got one! Here is the poem.
For Nettie…in her Seventieth Spring
Ms. Lynn, if you please,
is a friend of mine,
but hard to define.
A gentle soul,
reaching out to touch.
I see in her past
glory and sorrow.
Yet she’s come through it all,
still standing tall.
She brings sunshine and hope
wherever she goes;
a reminder of giving,
a vision of living
Happy birthday to a
Nettie Lynn was Jewish. Her family came to the United States from Russia. She had only one child, a daughter, who would have been about my age had she not died as a young child.
As I enter my 70th fall…I remember Nettie and look both ways…past and future…and embrace today.
This is what you shall do:
love the earth and the sun and the animals,
give alms to everyone that asks,
stand up for the stupid and crazy,
devote your income and labor to others,
hate tyrants, argue not concerning god,
have patience and indulgence toward the people,
go freely with powerful uneducated persons
and with the young and the mother of families,
re-examine all you have been told at school
or church or in any book,
dismiss whatever insults your own soul…
~ Walt Whitman ~
Photo by Husband
SIGNS THAT FALL IS COMING TO THE COAST
1) The whooping cranes have left Canada and are heading for Texas.
Photo from Wikipedia
2) Hummingbirds are swarming my feeders and it is time for the Rockport Hummingbird Celebration. One year a woodpecker helped itself to the feeders. I have not seen it this year.
Photo by Husband
3) I will be looking for white pelicans to arrive before long. They arrive in the fall and leave when it gets warm in the spring.
4) The stores start to fill with faux leaves, pumpkins, wreaths, cinnamon scented candles, bibelots and everything we need to decorate our homes and pretend that we have a real fall season where the leaves turn a golden hue, and drop poetically to the earth.
Franciscan Winery, Napa Valley Photo by Husband
5) I pick a Syrah from Texas Hills Vineyards to celebrate the autumnal equinox. Texas Hills Vineyard is a small but elegant winery just outside of Johnson City. We picked up this bottle there last year.
Photo by Husband
HAPPY FALL TO YOU!
Do you remember Etch-a-Sketch? My children had them,, They came in mighty handy for road trips to help keep them entertained. Mine were a girl and boy three years apart so keeping them from arguing in the back seat was important!
SHE: Mother, he touched me!
HE: Did not! She made a face at me!
Today kids have all sorts of devices to keep them entertained on the road at any age. The older ones can watch TV or movies, talk or text with their friends or surf the Internet. The youngest ones are safely strapped in their car seats and can watch the latest movies on the built-in devices or hold one in their hands to watch, play or learn.
I found this image on a post titled “How Easy is Change?” by blogger Eric Tonningsen. In his post he uses the Etch-a-Sketch as a metaphor for change. Remember how it worked? If you didn’t like the way your creation turned out or you just wanted to try something different, you gave it and shake and started all over with a clean slate. Wouldn’t it be grand if change in our lives were so simple?
Eric writes in this post, “… it’s as easy as reviewing what you have created in your life. If you aren’t jazzed with what you’re facing, turn it upside down, shake things up a little, and move forward. Clean and fresh.”
He then goes on to give us three starters for consideration to effect changes. His blog is called “Awakening Awareness.” He doesn’t preach or pretend to have all the answers for everyone, but he does gently nudge us to think and find practical answers for ourselves from a mature viewpoint. Check out his blog sometime if you want a little encouragement and inspiration.
Oh, I’m not really out of wine. It is the height of hurricane season here. We have no bottled water, but we do have plenty of wind and candles. I feel smugly prepared.
Cheers to change! And I do not own an iPad.