This is my place for writing and reflecting on life here in the mountains. Close to the sky, close to my children and family and most certainly feeling the closeness of God my Savior.
in this case pictures can only poorly tell the story of our travels, because they leave out too much of the work and emotion that are precursors to the escape that the Keys of Florida and their inhabitants ( human and otherwise) became for two sojourners.
I Bet you're having a great time- the folks there are so nice-
Wow- That's a trip I took in Little Truck in '01 after 9/11. Drove 1600 miles all the way down the East coast. Never made it to Key West tho- the boyfriend from Miami made me turn around at Marathon Key- what a party pooper he was!
Living life, higher at 7000 feet elevation. Where the smell of pines, a distinct nip in the air, the sunset and sunrise displays of color and light fill your soul and set your spirit soaring. From high atop the mountains, nowhere near the city, I think, I write, I try to make you laugh. It is just me, my oxygen deprived brain and my bird and squirrel friends.
I am a lover of God, and I am a lover of life. My three wonderful children help me be a better man, and I consider fatherhood my most important role. These kids have made my life meaningful and filled with beauty. Nothing compares to them or gets between us.
My mom lived 91 years and as youngest I was privileged to make sure she was comfortable and safe in her own home, was never alone, had plenty of friends and family coming around. She knew, before she passed away, how much we kids appreciated all she did for us over the many years.
I am the youngest of five. I have ADD and it makes me fun, or irritating, depending on who you ask.
Most of all I am real, so this blog has fun aspects and then serious writings, too. You get both, for one click of the mouse.
3 comments:
Wow gorgeous place
I Bet you're having a great time- the folks there are so nice-
Wow- That's a trip I took in Little Truck in '01 after 9/11. Drove 1600 miles all the way down the East coast. Never made it to Key West tho- the boyfriend from Miami made me turn around at Marathon Key- what a party pooper he was!
yes, Amrita, it was good for our souls to see such displays of God's work.
Snaggle, good to lose a party pooper like that. Key Largo was VERY nice.
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