Dear Friends,
The above picture has nothing to do with this letter. But, C'mon it's a poodle driving a station wagon on a ferry.
A Few days ago there was an incident. I won't get into it, because every day there is a shooting, or something awful. This time it was a couple of miles away. I'm swearing off the news for awhile. But if you want to read what happened, here it is. Link
Thankfully, no-one was killed.
Seeing the house in the aftermath was jarring. I needed to shake this feeling. All this daily violence is getting to me. I headed to the Japanese Gardens. I felt some zen and mindful breathing were called for. But my spirit needed loud, laughing life so, I went to the regular park.
The sun was out holding court for all her worshippers. It's been a long, long winter. Yes, I know I say that every year, but it's true this year. You know the saying a broken clock is right twice a day. Ha! Besides, many people muttered the same thing today.
A park bench by the pond next to a willow tree, who by the way was not weeping called me over. Oh yes, this will do just fine. The vitamin D was abundant and so was the people watching.
There were hellos and tootles, dogs, dogs, dogs, oh and all the doodles. There were couples old, young, in love, and friends enjoying the day. It's kind of like a Suess-ical. Oh the girls and the boys and the toys, toys, toys. Thank you to my weird brain. This is just what I needed.
Across the pond is a statue called Love Birds. It's two swans making the heart shape with their necks. It's lovely. Many people paid homage to the symbol of love.
A couple with a beautiful husky had the dog pose inside the neck. It was sweet. Couples had their picture taken by it, and kids climbed all over it. I sure felt the love.
Many people walked by with their dogs. If I had a dollar for every time I heard the someone say, " You don't have to sniff everything." well, you know, I'd have lunch money. I'm not kidding when I tell you there were every kind of doodles there. So many. Dogs who of course looked like their owners. Dogs, who were the complete opposite of their owners. Dogs with better clothes than me. Do you remember the scene in the original 101 Dalmations where the dog looked out the window at the parade of dogs and their owners? That's what this felt like. I was brought back to my childhood.
Across the pond I see a little girl in a tutu, ball cap slinging a big stick. She was bad ass. Then she started twirling. Nobody told her to stop or she'll poke her eye out. Bravo world, let her be wild.
Another group of kids leaned over the pond seeing their reflections. You could tell they were captivated by the fact they were looking at themselves without a mirror. It was beautiful.
Another child started hopping instead of walking. Somehow, it threw me back to when I would spend hours on a pogo stick seeing how many jumps I could do before having to stop or fall. I was pretty good. I could even do it with no hands.
The regulation patio served as a pogo facility, roller rink, jack playing court, jump rope, chalk drawing, or just sitting watching the world go by. That 6 x 14 slab of concrete was pretty amazing.
I snapped out of it as one of the walkers said, "Beautiful day, it's been a long winter." Ha...I swear he said it then limped off with his cane. Everyone was out. Limpers, people with walkers, crutches, strollers, hacky-sack players, and I'm not kidding, a dude who looked like Bernie Madoff walking his dog named Max stopped to sniff me and say hello. The dog sniffed, Bernie said hello. As I'm watching Bernie walk off another woman walking her 14 year old dog, a lab mixed with corgi? I don't know it was a yellow lab on Corgi legs. Her name was Miss Daisy and her mama told me all about her. As she left she scolded Miss Daisy, "You don't have to sniff everything."
Cha Ching....
My faith in humanity has been saved.
The above picture has nothing to do with this letter. But, C'mon it's a poodle driving a station wagon on a ferry.
A Few days ago there was an incident. I won't get into it, because every day there is a shooting, or something awful. This time it was a couple of miles away. I'm swearing off the news for awhile. But if you want to read what happened, here it is. Link
Thankfully, no-one was killed.
Seeing the house in the aftermath was jarring. I needed to shake this feeling. All this daily violence is getting to me. I headed to the Japanese Gardens. I felt some zen and mindful breathing were called for. But my spirit needed loud, laughing life so, I went to the regular park.
The sun was out holding court for all her worshippers. It's been a long, long winter. Yes, I know I say that every year, but it's true this year. You know the saying a broken clock is right twice a day. Ha! Besides, many people muttered the same thing today.
A park bench by the pond next to a willow tree, who by the way was not weeping called me over. Oh yes, this will do just fine. The vitamin D was abundant and so was the people watching.
There were hellos and tootles, dogs, dogs, dogs, oh and all the doodles. There were couples old, young, in love, and friends enjoying the day. It's kind of like a Suess-ical. Oh the girls and the boys and the toys, toys, toys. Thank you to my weird brain. This is just what I needed.
Across the pond is a statue called Love Birds. It's two swans making the heart shape with their necks. It's lovely. Many people paid homage to the symbol of love.
A couple with a beautiful husky had the dog pose inside the neck. It was sweet. Couples had their picture taken by it, and kids climbed all over it. I sure felt the love.
Many people walked by with their dogs. If I had a dollar for every time I heard the someone say, " You don't have to sniff everything." well, you know, I'd have lunch money. I'm not kidding when I tell you there were every kind of doodles there. So many. Dogs who of course looked like their owners. Dogs, who were the complete opposite of their owners. Dogs with better clothes than me. Do you remember the scene in the original 101 Dalmations where the dog looked out the window at the parade of dogs and their owners? That's what this felt like. I was brought back to my childhood.
Across the pond I see a little girl in a tutu, ball cap slinging a big stick. She was bad ass. Then she started twirling. Nobody told her to stop or she'll poke her eye out. Bravo world, let her be wild.
Another group of kids leaned over the pond seeing their reflections. You could tell they were captivated by the fact they were looking at themselves without a mirror. It was beautiful.
Another child started hopping instead of walking. Somehow, it threw me back to when I would spend hours on a pogo stick seeing how many jumps I could do before having to stop or fall. I was pretty good. I could even do it with no hands.
The regulation patio served as a pogo facility, roller rink, jack playing court, jump rope, chalk drawing, or just sitting watching the world go by. That 6 x 14 slab of concrete was pretty amazing.
I snapped out of it as one of the walkers said, "Beautiful day, it's been a long winter." Ha...I swear he said it then limped off with his cane. Everyone was out. Limpers, people with walkers, crutches, strollers, hacky-sack players, and I'm not kidding, a dude who looked like Bernie Madoff walking his dog named Max stopped to sniff me and say hello. The dog sniffed, Bernie said hello. As I'm watching Bernie walk off another woman walking her 14 year old dog, a lab mixed with corgi? I don't know it was a yellow lab on Corgi legs. Her name was Miss Daisy and her mama told me all about her. As she left she scolded Miss Daisy, "You don't have to sniff everything."
Cha Ching....
My faith in humanity has been saved.