She passes flowers that remind her of a dear friend. Her friend’s family home used to be next door and tall flowers surrounded their swimming pool. She takes a few steps back to admire the flowers in this stranger’s garden, reminiscing of the happiest times when her children were little.
She notices a daisy set apart from the other lilac petals. Hmmm, she thought. “Daisies are my favourite flowers. I wonder if this is a sign that my friend is also thinking of me today.” That thought puts a smile on her face.
Continuing on her way to work, she keeps this reverie in her mind’s eye. She can hear the giggles, splashing and see herself sitting on the patio with her friend with a cuppa and a ciggie. Good times…good times.
Bring her back in time
When her friend was here
Around the swimming pool
Children diving and giggling
Her friend was still here
Pale fragile petals
Contrast her ebony hair
Her friend’s warm smile
She does not feel bad about the sun hiding behind the clouds for a few days with the scorching sun all last week, her skin could use a break.
Looking outside at the all the cars parked at the mall stuns her. On a Sunday afternoon, she remembers rainy days even at the trailer by the lake, reading a good book, writing a letter or journal and the children playing board games. If it was warm enough, you could go out in the rain and just enjoy the freedom of walking on the wet grass and allow it to tickle your feet and giggle like a kid again.
Rainy days are good for so many things “besides shopping”. Do you remember making love in a tent on a rainy day…hearing only the sounds of each other’s breathing and the pitter patter of the rain on the canvas. [she sighs a moment, remembering…]
But today many need to get out, she guesses. People watching can be interesting. That is one thing she enjoyed doing especially on cold winter days, sitting in a coffee shop and people watch. But not today, she has settled in her mother’s rocker with ice packs on her neck, shoulders, knee and back, writing on her blog today. But the rain does explain her aches and pains as well…looks like she will be carrying ice packs to work this week too. [she winces at the thought of her aching body making her feel 90] Well, as long as her heart is still 30 something and many times 10 something [those moments when she wants to swing on a swing or skip like a kid again] Ah, those feelings never go away you know. Society just expects older folks to shuffle their feet, grunt here and there, wheeze and grumble but in every person over 60 to 102, there is always the child who keeps on ticking like an Eveready battery. That child still has dreams, hopes and fantasizes more than you know.
Sun shies away
clouds spilling over
Cleansing the land
Sun shies away
on grey billows
Clouds spilling over
Cleansing the land
Wind and rain collaborate
Hear the leaves sigh
As she walked out the door, a couple passing by alerted her to watch out for the crab, who was entering her room! She quickly closed the door and the crab just stood there, stoic or scared. She decided to walk to another end of the beach which seemed longer but another summer resort was ahead and her curiosity got the best of her. A nice walk in the morning. Before a swim would be just perfect she thought, before her brunch. A large crab scattered across her shimming the sand sideways towards the shore. She looked up ahead and tiny crabs shot back and forth…they must be her babies. She noticed another lifeguard stand with a thatched roof and wondered if the winter tourists came all the way up to here. As she continued walking she noticed a large terrace with a thatched roof and noticed a man walking there. The building next to the terrace was a lovely three storey house. She wondered if this was a villa of some sort. The palm threes around were just magnificent. Children further along were swimming with life jackets which she found wise as one never taunts the sea. She decided to turn back and go for a swim before the sun would be unbearable despite her sunscreen and long sleeve shirt. To her delight the water was refreshing…just slightly cooler than the previous days. She did not know if she was simply getting used to the weather or if it was less humid and cooler…she certainly appreciated the light breeze coming off the ocean. Accepting life as is Floating with each wave, Nature yields
Sitting by the window on the plane, she notices a rainbow appear on her IPad.
How strange, she thought, and yet nothing strange with extraordinary things happen. She was flying high above the clouds and somewhere here, near, in heaven, one of her loved ones was sending her a message. Rainbows On glass windows Turn into magic
About thirty minutes before landing, a magnificent sunset accompanied their flight…
Watching the rolling waves after the thunder storm, soothing to the ear but still heavy with dampness. My forehead dripped and my breathing slowed. Still, leaning on the railing I looked at the magnificent performance take place…just for me. Hear them laugh In the middle of the night Chasing petticoats Giddy as can be White ruffles of the sea
Two days out in the sun ONLY when she went in the ocean was enough to protect her body with more than SPF 60 but a long sleeve shirt and the shade when out of the water. Perhaps her skin has changed or the hot tropical sun does not agree with her. However you look at it, nature rules and when Mother Nature says to BEWARE, heed her words. She did, she will. Not a day of rain except for late evenings did not give her a break from the scorching sun. And so she took this as an opportunity to embrace her time to sit on her balcony facing the ocean. Just to hear the waves rolling in and out was soothing enough to heal even the worse sunburns. The waves were bigger this morning. Sound of boulders roll Floating on a water bed Swaddled by the waves