Sunday, November 07, 2021

"CHEERS!" to our beloved (robert frost!)

 what a wonderful problem to have; i am behind on public "thank you's"  and pictures   -to chris for our wonderful lunch at the local mexican restaurant, great experience, food, drink and visit!  -to my dad n' chris for the invite; the high school football game, family all gathered..  /apologies for early departure, but we know you understand.  "congrats! what a win margin! way to go isaiah! and teammates"   to jerry/sandy..  the delivery of fresh baked persimmon cookies, which we fell in love with last year (and don't share with others).. and our neighbor for sharing the persimmons in the first place..   and there is more, and i will call, text or write..   how blessed!   

and speaking of being blessed, "thank you!" here again to karl and valerie..  i mean..  it was a great-to-be-alive kind of day, which included a spectacularly delicious dinner, champagne, photography share session and all around great visit   -after!-  we already so thoroughly enjoyed the wine release party in the afternoon at las positas.


and it was during our dinner together, that robert and i were more intimately introduced to some of the art in their home.. namely

  -because we had discussed san juan batista earlier in our conversations..   and these limited addition autographed and numbered aqua tints were pieces they purchased while visiting san juan batista..

beautiful of course

but the reason i am going out of my way to specifically mention the artist, the art work by name:

Winter Path by Stephen McMillan

is because karl said, "what attracted me to it, was that it reminded me of the robert frost poem..   two roads diverged in a wood..."

and that's when my brain gets going like a pinball machine  [the name released the metal ball]  -ding!  i remember...   -ding! ding!... and i wrote...    and that "ding!"  reminded me about the time... 

and it is a CH worth several mental arcade points.

and these are all good memories;  -even the formerly bad memories are now very good memories.

and i'm skipping 10 pages here on time and the processing of life experiences..   [boring really]

this is the fun stuff:


those are the closing lines of a poem i wrote...  some 100 years ago; emotionally speaking..


and, then there is THIS.

and..  those are the highlights from among some unknown number of connections.

"Cheers!"  to friends and wine and pictures and poetry and time and healing and good meals and chocolate

and God.     -not in that order, of course.    amen.


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