Monday, June 29, 2015

They say....

That the salt in the ocean
is from the tears
of all the misunderstood sharks....
who just wanted to cuddle.
My peaceful early morning walk was interrupted this morning

By a lone fisherman....and the bringing in of a
He was strong, albeit young.

 And could certainly do damage
with his razor sharp teeth and thrashing fighting body
 I did not like watching this fight
yet I watched.
Not so quietly rooting for the shark
and admiring his strong and elegant beauty.

 He was saved. And pulled back in his ocean
Thrashing wildly
 then stealthily moving towards the sun rise
 While the quieter creatures.....continued to do their thing.
he, too, was saved
 I came home to a new appreciation of the
 gifts from the sea

Peace out.

Saturday, June 20, 2015

Saddest goodbye...

This past week we had to say a
final goodnight
to our beautiful, bold and so so loved
You were our sweetest hello
and our saddest goodbye.

sleep well our gentle knight.

How lucky we were
to know
and love you.

Tuesday, June 9, 2015

Meanwhile in Florence...

Nothing like ancient architecture and modern fixtures.
and a little orange.

call me sucker.

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