Friday, July 24, 2015

Friday, July 24th 2015

Phototropism

Think of the rays of the sunflower.

Observe how it bends toward the light.

Growth directed toward a light source

is called positive phototropism.
























Question we can each ask in the 

silence of our own heart: 

Whose light am I leaning toward?




Tuesday, July 21, 2015

Tuesday, July 21, 2015

Sonoma County, CA
























It will become our spiritual drink.

For those who are Catholic, these words of
consecration ring with meaning. Do you recall the
bells when everything else was in Latin? That 
moment?

As an EM (Eucharistic Minister) one is blessed
to be giving the cup of salvation to fellow 
members of the community. An awesome 
privilege--humbling.

May it be that we always share Love 
with those who are not at our table, knowing 
OUR FATHER is FATHER OF ALL.

Monday, July 20, 2015

July 20th 2015

IN SANTA ROSA, CA




At the Home & Garden of Luther Burbank

Your camera will find joy!

Enter. The day will not be long enough. . . .


Thursday, July 16, 2015

July 16th 2015

TRAVEL 

When you travel by car and you are lucky enough
to be the passenger, your thoughts drift and sway.
If you have a camera . . .  there is never a dull moment.



















     Window on the road
                 with
       rear-view mirror.


There is no right or wrong answer:

Do you enjoy looking ahead
or do you appreciate the journey
for where you have been?

The insightful and inspirational 

travel writer Pico Iyer says that 

we travel to find ourselves.


        Safe Travels!


Happy birthday wishes today to 
those who are headed into another year. 


Saturday, July 4, 2015

July 4th 2015

Blessings on this Fourth of July Holiday

On this day we commemorate the approval of
Our Declaration of Independence.























            May freedom continue to bloom 
         in every corner of our beautiful world.

        Something for those who may have never
               heard Kate Smith--and others
          you're allowed that tear of nostalgia. . .

Kate Smith, God Bless America