What a good wave…
There’s so many things that I want to do and want to learn.
I still haven’t been able to make a watermark. Any ten-year old ought to be able to handle that job. Right now, my text will have to do.
I posted a comment on my Facebook page, by Jim Carey. The jest of it was ~ all of the riches in the world will not bring happiness. It’s key to find what you love to do and then give it back.
Remember the movie – Pay It Forward. That’s an idealistic concept that actually works. I never want to forget that.
It was another Ice Cream Sundayz at Pipeline Surf Shop, Fernandina Beach, FL. Rob Ruy, the owner really puts out a lot of energy for the surf ~ skate culture here.
We’re participating in life and recording.
I really like these photos. They are remnants of Sandy. D.M. is David Montgomery. C.I. is Chris Igou. And Chuda is Chuda……When I surf, I feel like they look..
We will not regret our past~nor wish to shut the door on it.
Yesterday, when I was standing on the beach taking photos, the wind was biting cold to me. I didn’t like it at all! My nose began to get cold and I started remembering. I normally don’t mind sharing my memories and telling my story. But for some reason, with this I hesitated. I didn’t want to think about it. Continue reading “A Sprinkle of Remembrance”
photography………It can be re-done, edited, cropped, colored, manipulated…..as much as you choose.
Unfortunately, life can not be done over. I was looking through papers yesterday and I was reminded of the date when my life took a significant turn. I thought that I had hit a home run and the future looked super-bright. But that was not the case.
When these things happen, its best to focus on the good.
Focus~a photography term.
Photography helps me to maintain a good attitude~no matter what.
Meet the Duggans
They are like trees planted along the riverbank, bearing fruit each season.
Their leaves never wither, and they prosper in all they do.psalms 1 v.3
The father, Doug was out surfing with two of his five children, Lucas and Kayla.
Twenty-five years ago, I was driving Doug and his friends to the break with me. I remember, in one those sessions, some guy in the line-up called me an old woman. That’s funny. I rode a 5’10 Challenger back then. Now I paddle out on a 10’2. I wonder if he’s still surfing? It’s all relative.
~I can still remember Doug’s grandmother, being a voice of encouragement, in my young life~
And speaking of relative, I feel related to the Duggans.
God is Good
Does anyone remember the Tarzan movies, where in almost every episode, someone was killed trying to run with a chest full of gold. I would be screaming in my head, “drop the gold, drop the gold”. But they wouldn’t give up and of course, they would sink into quick sand, or a temple would collapse on them.
When I was able to give up, let go and let God, the world became a different place. It was no longer a hostile and fearful environment. Everything became easier. I didn’t have to make things happen.