A Bundle of Gratitude

It’s been so long since I’ve written anything on my blog but I’ll try to do better. Want to wish everyone a happy Thanksgiving.

Thanksgiving Past

Thanksgiving Past

Here’s a photo of a past family get together in Brooklyn at my parent’s house. Not sure of the date. Could be 2007? Missing from the photo are my daughter, Diana, my sister, Donna, and her daughter Aurora (and kids). My son is there, my husband, and ex-husband with his wife, my brother, Doug, and his wife, Natt. Happy times when my parents were alive. My mother loved when everyone got together.

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Trip to Sedona, AZ

Roberto and I saw Sedona on our recent Road Scholar trip but missed the Grand Canyon when I got sick and left the trip early. Here are some photos of the area around Sedona and our one train ride on the Verde Canyon Railway.

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The Beauty of Central Texas in April; Who Knew?

I’m settling in here in central Texas. Have a bad case of foot rot that I got from who knows where. Very painful. I’ve discovered that April is a beautiful time of year here. Tons of wildflowers by the side of roads. So today I got out to take some photos. Enjoy!

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Noisy, Nosey Parrots

Staying at Roberto’s family compound in Cartagena, this is what I wake up to every morning–three parrots with a lot to say.

And here’s my poem about them.

The Entertainers

Cramped and dilapidated cage

on the patio floor. Three green parrots

stare out. Wings clipped to thwart their nature.

Paco, Pepe, and Jay munch on sunflower

seeds, hang upside down, do pull-ups

with their beaks and crap in their water bowl.

Estupido and torpe, they scold.

They know a lot that goes on here.

Sometimes they sing, in chorus. Lovely

sweet voices. Next minute,

rude curses. You’re screwed,

they yell in Spanish, over and over.

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Not Forgotten

Have you ever left a place and found that it stayed with you irrepressibly?007

A Memory Now

My Colombian farm, nestled

in a savannah where egrets fly,

sold a month ago. A piece of me

sits there in that tall red flower

on a single stem. My mother’s

ashes in the field among the growing

yuca. Six a.m. coffee shared

with my husband, watching

the twittering birds on the ground.

We will no longer be there to wave

to farmers who pass by early morning

and again in evening.

Will the new owner appreciate what I loved most?

The three-sided terrace,  pink and white blossoms

along the fence, frog  songs at night, the seductive

scent of guava. Will he draw strength from the stalwart

mango trees, swaying coconut palms,

squash scurrying along the ground?

Will he notice the morphing shades of pink

on the exterior of the house as the sun

changes perspective?

I think of these things in quiet

moments before sleep.

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Are New Year’s Resolutions Necessary?

042Here we are in 2015 ready to turn over a new leaf, swear to be a better person, and do all the things we promised to do in 2014 but never got to.

How about trying this instead? Don’t make any resolutions or set any intentions. Simply accept each day as it comes, doing our best for that day only, or not. The important thing is to be present in each and every moment–forget the past and your particular “story.” Forget the future, since that’s not where life happens. Wake up each morning excited to see what your life will bring you. There are lots of gifts in the present.

Much love to all my readers. Enjoy 2015!!

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Safely Back in the USA

Brownie, Nikita, and Rambo arrived in Roberto’s arms yesterday after a successful relocation from Cartagena, Colombia to Caldwell, Texas. Roberto left Cartagena on Friday, 12/19, and so did the dogs. But theirs was a more circuitous journey that took them to Bogota before Houston. It was good that the three of them could stay together. That probably helped to ease their anxiety. Here are  photos of the reunion.

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They said, “WE LOVE YOU, DADDY.”

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