BeautyFULL Beauty and More

Tonight in dreamland we will walk along the streets of the old town and peak into the shop windows. We stop for ice cream cones at the home-made ice cream shop. It’s an old fountain shop from the 1950’s with black and white photos on the walls and old marble tables with colorful benches. We sit at the counter, and a man in white takes our order. We devour our cones, licking the sprinkles from our lips. After we walk some more, you stop me outside the flower shop. “Wait here!” You say with a smirk as you disappear in the small shop strewn with multicolored blooms. The sun is warm, but the soft breeze blows the smells of the Sound to my nose. Out you come, with your hand behind your back, gleaming a bright smile. I can’t help but smile back. Then you present me with a salmon Gerber Daisy, large and bright! Ahhh, I love it!! You clasp my free hand and I gently admire my flower. We continue to the marina where the boats have already been loaded into the water for the season. We walk to the docks, and the seagulls fly off as we near. You stand me in front, wrap me in your arms, and we watch the boats as the sun begins to set.

I hop on the bike behind you and hold on tight. You picked a bicycle built for two and I merely pedal while you steer us to our secret location. The sun begins to set and the sky is transformed to a painting of blues, purples, pinks and oranges, as the large yellow globe sinks in the sky. I smell the sea when you say we are here. We park the bike and hop off. You pull out a blue silk scarf and say it must be a secret as you secure it over my eyes, taking my hand to lead me further. You sit me on a bench and remove my shoes. Pulling me back to my feet and taking my hand again, I feel the sand squish between my toes. Then we stop, and you say to kneel. My knees land in a soft blanket. You remove the scarf and a picnic and fire are all before me. The sun sets In front of us into the sea. I sigh at it all and look up into your eyes filled with love and heat. Mine swell with tears that I mean this much for you to arrange it all for me. My hand grazes your face as a tear glides down my cheek. You turn your head into my caress and kiss my hand. I close my eyes, burning this moment to memory, afraid if I open them, it will be gone.

I had to post this again today because it came on and made me cry.  This is a song my brother wrote for a dear friend, someone who stood by him while he battled for his life, someone who continually supported him and made him smile, a friend.  So to all my friends and loved ones, I share this with you, and hold your hand, and say, “I will be there for you, my friend, just as I know you are there for me.” xoxo

valarg:

true that…and not just bed

I love naughty notions!

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Social Media has taught me that people are multi-layered. They are much more than what we think at first glance, or talk. It takes time to see who they truly are, to see the whole beauty, but I’ve found many treasures. Some new, some old. All worth the time digging!

A Message of Remembrance and Unity:

It was 2001, and i had an infant and a 4 year old. I got a call to turn on the news, and watched in unbelievable horror as the first tower was hit. I knew right away something wasn’t right! And shortly after, the second tower was hit. I watched, holding my 4yr old, as the first tower collapsed. She sensed my fear. We knew people in those towers. One was caught underground. He saw the flames shoot down the elevator shaft as he made his way to ground level only to be told to remain inside the building. He broke a window instead and ran, saving himself from being buried alive. Another came out of the subway at the towers as tower 1 began to collapse and ran, watching people die around him, killed by what fell from above. He ran over the Brooklyn Bridge to safety on foot. And one died in the tower, unable to escape his fate. One was off duty that day, but helped clean up the destruction and found his fellow firefighters among the debris. All the while, cell phones were down, all flights were halted, and the country froze in disbelief.

We united in grief, fortitude and charity. It is that unity we felt that day as a nation, as a people in common purpose, that we need to remember today, as well as those we lost. Because standing together, is the only way to strengthen our nation, and the world, back to where we need to be!

Um….Yes Please!

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Here’s another goody from my brother’s repetoire! Enjoy and pass it on! “Can’t Stop the World”

David Marks songs next installment here!  Not sure this one’s title so I called it “How Could It Be”!  Please listen and pass it on!

this is “Umbrella Girl” by my brother’s band, David Marks Band.  Enjoy.  I will post a few more!