I won’t try to compete with the big news of the day, but instead, I want to say that I choose the side of Love. Real love is a commitment between two people, a lifelong commitment. It is not an easy road and to those that choose to walk it’s path, I salute you.
I don’t take credit for the featured image and I hope that you will check out who made it. I’m glad for it. It’s cool!
So, I discovered, that since being “dive bombed” by a crow (3 times!) that I have developed
Corvidophobia. The fear of crows.
I guess if there’s a name for it, then I’m not the only one. crow haters unite!
Instead of feeling crazy, I decided to take it upon myself to look up a list of phobias and honestly, reading it helped so I had to share. And, interestingly, my current phobia, corvidophobia didn’t even make the cut, but Xanthophobia did? the fear of the color yellow?! Now, I wonder, did it make the cut because it sounds so cool to say xanthophobia?
My fear is actually a bit more difficult to pronounce and spell: cor-vi-do-phobia. Anyway, the point is to look at this list and be able to laugh at fear and how irrational it can become and paralyzing! And that almost anything can become a phobia.
Nevertheless, I don’t think that after today that I will become a corvidophile. That is the opposite. A crow lover or obsessor. Nope, don’t see that happening.
I want everyone to know, that I am NOT a fan of crows and apparently, they’re threatened by me! For the third time, I’ve been targeted, a crow dive bombed me! It touched my scalp!!! Ugh, and this was on the way to breakfast at Queen Mary.
The tea experience managed to help me out of my bad mood by the friendly service and ability to maintain my “idea” of what having a tea is with cute ceramic cups and tiara. They also managed to help me feel right at home in my business casual attire. I didn’t feel as if I was underdressed by not wearing a dress. And of course, the food and tea were devine. Fresh, tasty and the decor was appropriately English. (this coming from a Texan chicana!)
This was my last outing with my friend. We had a fantastic time visiting with each other and I will apologize ahead of time for the melancholic postings which may follow while I recover!
On the other hand, I look forward to time with my husband, before I jet off to Texas!
There are many things to do in Washington State. But, if you’re looking for serenity, then you must take a ferry to Bainbridge to visit The Bloedel Reserve. This is a beautiful forest garden, and it’s no ordinary place.
“The Bloedel Reserve is a place where people find refreshment and tranquility in the presence of natural beauty.”
My friend and I felt as if we stepped into another enchanted land. We drove across the island and parked and discovered 150 acres of lush beauty where ferns, flowers and trees blow freely in the gentle breeze uninterrupted by too much human interaction while at the same time, inviting humans to its tranquil emotional restoration.
One of the highlights of the trail will lead you to a bench which will lure you to sit and ponder life with a tranquil view of the Puget Sound. Do it!
Afterwards, and despite the act of communing with nature, drove dutifully into town and emptied our wallets in the quaint shops of the town. Fun.
My friend and I enjoyed a morning nature walk at the Bellevue Botanic gardens. We saw a variety of “Seussical” flowers in the garden and if you peek at my other blog, you’ll see a featured flower, but I was a bit peeved when my iPhone alerted me that I’d run out of room to take more pics, sigh, one day, I will fix my “real” camera.
The Botanic Gardens were beautiful and well cared for as was the walking trail that surrounded it. We did an easy, leisurely hike and at the advice of a small child, peered into a couple of gnome habitats.
At the gift shop, we found unique children’s books and jewelry and lots of nature inspired knick-knacks, soap and other stuff and a nice manager that gave us some ideas for tomorrows outing. (stay tuned!)
The hike was highlighted by shade and the songs of birds and the soothing sounds of a mini-waterfall. We sat and chatted and rested in the green nature.
My friend and I started out our day with breakfast in the neighborhood cafe eating mushroom scrambles with potatoes, yum! And then we decided to drive to the Washington Park Arboretum. We strolled and took our time through the park enjoying the serenity in the breezy, sunny day. We decided to make the effort to go a little further to see the Japanese gardens and they were worth the walk. We sat in a shady gazebo admiring the variety of green shades and natural beauty.
One of my favorite parts was noticing a young man sitting alone on a bench in what seemed to be deep meditation. He was sitting so still for a long time. Watching him inspired me to take some time in the coming week to just be. Not do, but just be and to listen.
When we got hungry, we decided to drive to Ballard for lunch and local shopping. We strolled along visiting the unique shops filled with clothing, books, and art and jewelry. Funny, we found nothing that we couldn’t part with. Being together catching up on life was what we’d longed for more than filling our bags with stuff.
Coming at ya at 11:00 p.m. to report on my wonderful day. The morning I spent at the Fremont Festival enjoying the art booths and a beautiful sunny day with my husband. I’m always impressed at the creativity of the artists in Seattle.
Then in the afternoon, I drove to the airport and picked up my friend Karen visiting from Texas. This is her first visit to Seattle and so I was excited to show her around. Our first stop was the Chihuly Exhibit in Seattle. We leisurely walked around gazing at the mesmerizing glass exhibits. Next, we enjoyed a wonderful view of the city from the top of the Space Needle. And I was happy that the elevator ride up was so fast, I didn’t have time to be nervous!
Daily writing has been great for practicing writing, but I’ve also learned some things:
1. I’m not a very good news reporter. Despite technology and media, I seem to be a step behind the big news. I’ve not yet watched the Jon Stewart video that other people posted on FB. But, that’s okay, I don’t want to report the news.
2. I find myself struggling for purpose for writing and just writing for writing sake is fine and good practice, but I can see that pretty soon, I’ll just want a blog with a specific goal in mind or I’ll just want to write a novel.
I admit, transitioning from a day job to a writing from home job has been tough. I feel as if I’m floating in the sea, looking for land, fearing the sharks, but enjoying the relaxation as well. In the same scenario, a question becomes clear:
Am I actually going anywhere? Without a sail or someone to rescue me, will I ever reach land?
I’m unashamedly posting at 12:54 to keep my trend and to remain unpredictable. Or maybe that’s just me. The point is to remain steady with the goal.
To Write Daily.
In between chores and writing, I’ve been fixated this morning on the sad news of yesterdays shooting of innocent people, 6 women and 3 men. After reading the article on the Seattle Times, I decided that one thing I can do for now is to blog about it. Things of this nature need to interrupt our busyness, our goings about. We need to talk about, share, and do something. This is senseless!
The article says:
“This shooting “should be a warning to us all that we do have a problem in our society,” said state Rep. Wendell Gilliard, a Democrat whose district includes the church. “There’s a race problem in our country. There’s a gun problem in our country. We need to act on them quickly.”
I agree our country has a growing problem and my heart and prayers go out to the community in South Carolina. I’m asking myself, what can be done? What can I do?
“At some point, we as a country will have to reckon with the fact that this type of mass violence does not happen in other advanced countries,” Obama said.
Are we so fixated on our phones, our own agendas and busyness? Are we thinking about our children, grown and otherwise and what they’re into? Do we get alarmed at what they post on Facebook? Are we taking the time to have conversations with the people in our lives?
I’m asking myself today these questions and also the one about, “What can I do?”