Dan at the head of the table, Onay on his right....as it should be. |
Blogging to keep track of my new life since retiring March of 2007. I'll include thoughts, travels, writings, pictures, family and whatever else strikes me. I would love to hear from you regarding my Blog, trips, suggestions, "hi, how are you's",, etc. My email address is...judereed@earthlink.net
Friday, November 30, 2012
Thanksgiving
The day before I was to leave for San Diego, I woke up a very sick gal. I have no idea what sort of bug attacked me but it created a pretty violent day for me. Based on what was going on with me physically I called my family and said it didn't look like I would make it to Thanksgiving dinner. Naturally, they were worried and told me not to even try to make the 400 miles drive. That night I slept well and in the morning awoke feeling quite good. I decided I didn't want to sit home and have a "pity party" being all alone on Thanksgiving Day so I pulled myself together and hit the road. 6 hours later I arrived before the turkey was done. In fact, I had time for a nap before we all sat down to celebrate the Holiday. As usual, the food was wonderful. I tried little bits of everything but my appetite was not very robust. What I did enjoy was our gathering of family and friends and the blessing of being together. I only stayed a couple days and made the trip home with an overnight stop in Yuma. It was probably not the wisest choice for me physically but life is short and I don't want to miss a thing! The picture is of our gathering at the Thanksgiving table.
Arts and Crafts
This was the frame I found in a junk shop |
I stapled on the screen and added two cross pieces |
Almost finished, added embelishments and painted |
Now completed just waiting for the hinges. Nice entry to my patio |
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
My Night with Leonard
He's 78 years old and still so sexy it is palpable! Not to mention his ability to go down on his knees and rise without a problem with none of that nasty cracking and popping so many of us experience. I speak here from experience which may account for my admiration of this physical fete Mr. Cohen engages in so easily. He "may ache in the places he used to play" but it doesn't seem to slow him down.
I attended his live concert at the Nokia Theater in Los Angeles on November 5th and I'm still in a state of grace. His voice these days is low, sultry and rich. So much more appealing then in his early years. His band is made up of virtuoso musicians and he features them throughout. The "girl singers" consist of Sharon Robinson, his co-writer on several of my favorite songs and the Webb Sisters, stars on their own.
My only complaint was the rude and late arrival of so many people after the concert started. It was so bad that Leonard apologized "for starting on time" and asked that the theater lights be turned on so people could find their seats. Later in the show he played the first song, "Dance Me to the End of Love" again so we could enjoy it uninterrupted. Sadly, I was unable to get any pictures of Leonard but at his age, he has eliminated the "meet and greet" time after the concert. He was on stage for over 3 and a half hours with only one break in the middle....he was filled with energy and literally skipped on and off the stage. My pictures show my joy at this "Bucket List" event.
Nokia Billboard, Leonard Cohen Sold Out! |
Ms.Happy face @ a "Bucket List"event! |
LA Live Plaza |
My dinner Place |
New Friends from Las Vegas |
My Concert Tee |
Highlights of the concert included a solo performance of "Alexandra Leaving" by co-author Sharon Robinson and one of my true favorites "Anthem". A sample of its lyrics follows:
...The birds they sang at the break of day, "Start Again", I heard them say. Don't dwell on what has passed away or what is yet to be. Ah, the wars they will be fought again. The holy dove, she will be caught again
Bought and sold and bought again, the dove is never free
So ring the bells that still can ring. Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything...that's how the light gets in....
Another of my favorite lyrics is a verse in "A Thousand Kisses Deep"....it really speaks to me . It goes like this: ..
..And sometimes when the night is slow, the wretched and the meek, We gather up our hearts and go, A Thousand Kisses Deep.
And finally, though I could write for hours to include all the lyrics I love in Leonard Cohen's songs and poems, I will just share a few and hope to raise your interest in learning more about this amazing poet of my time. He sang this song and it is hard to choose only some verses but the following especially move me....
...The light came through the window, straight from the sun above and so inside my little room there plunged the rays of Love. In streams of light I clearly saw the dust you seldom see. Out of which the Nameless makes a Name for one like me. All busy in the sunlight the flecks did float and dance, and I was tumbled up with them in formless circumstance. Then I came back from where I'd been. My room, it looked the same - But there was nothing left between the Nameless and the Name....
Those lyrics talk about experiences I have had in meditation where the Nameless and I become one....with the dust and will all there is. Love Itself.
So my night with Leonard was well worth the 800 mile drive and the substantial investment. He "took me to a place of grace" and left me there.....a wonderful place if one must be left. No "broken Hallejulas" here.
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Monday, October 29, 2012
Settling In
My new Swing |
I still don't have my blog editing figured out. The text that appears below my pictures was suppose to be up here so I'm afraid this posting is a little confusing. Anyway, it is all about the work I did on my backyard after being away for the summer. I'm loving the way it looks. I hope you do too.
View from the patio |
Path to my Wagon Wheel Corner |
This is the rabbit proof area for planting flowers |
The grass &rosemary green area |
New Rock Lined Path |
My Patio Area |
A view to the backyard |
Cactus and Agave area filling in |
Alittle outdoor art on the Living Fence |
Sunday, October 14, 2012
Home in Arizona
I left Port Townsend and traveled South. Spent 2 nights with Marianne and then on to my Cousin Lee's place in Sandy, Oregon. His wife Peni died last November and Lee has gone through open heart surgery so I was happy to see him and his daughter Stacy. I hope I brought him some love, plus I got to watch the President debate with a man who shares my political leanings. All good.
When I left Sandy, Oregon I got on Hiway #5 and just drove everyday until I felt so tired I needed to get off the road. 1300 miles with only 2 overnight stops. So this "Road Warrior" is now "road weary". I got home last weekend and have been working on getting my house back in order, unloading the car, getting the yard problems fixed and the AZ room (screened in room) cleaned up from 4 months of dust. The mail situation was overwhelming. So much paper to look through...most of it magazines, catalogs and Junk. It has now been whittled down to a small stack of things to either file or take care of. I also found out that the resale shop I take my clothes to for selling has closed. I had a check and letter in the mail but she closed the checking account in September so I have to take a loss there. Oh well, onward we go.
I got back in time to attend the first meeting of the year for the League of Women Voters. It was a great meeting and wonderful to see all the women again. They presented information (pro and con) on the AZ. Ballot Measures and I now have the info I need to vote. I'm so glad I found and joined the League. They are a group of older women who are uber smart and do such good work in educating the public and registering voters.
When I left Sandy, Oregon I got on Hiway #5 and just drove everyday until I felt so tired I needed to get off the road. 1300 miles with only 2 overnight stops. So this "Road Warrior" is now "road weary". I got home last weekend and have been working on getting my house back in order, unloading the car, getting the yard problems fixed and the AZ room (screened in room) cleaned up from 4 months of dust. The mail situation was overwhelming. So much paper to look through...most of it magazines, catalogs and Junk. It has now been whittled down to a small stack of things to either file or take care of. I also found out that the resale shop I take my clothes to for selling has closed. I had a check and letter in the mail but she closed the checking account in September so I have to take a loss there. Oh well, onward we go.
I got back in time to attend the first meeting of the year for the League of Women Voters. It was a great meeting and wonderful to see all the women again. They presented information (pro and con) on the AZ. Ballot Measures and I now have the info I need to vote. I'm so glad I found and joined the League. They are a group of older women who are uber smart and do such good work in educating the public and registering voters.
I have to admit that coming home is quite a let down from the summer I had. I've been very tired and feel myself getting depressed. I'm sure this will pass, it always does but when I am in the process it is not fun. Think I'll add some of the pictures that haven't yet made it to this blog. I know seeing them will bring some cheer to my soul.
Fall has arrived in the Northwest
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The wonderful Rose Theater in PT |
Downtown Hotel Port Townsend |
My Favorite Lunch place, Silverwater Cafe in PT |
Historic Water Tower PT |
Downtown Fountain Plaza, Port Townsend |
View from Uptown with ferry coming from Whidbey Island |
The wonderful Aldrich Market in Uptown |
Food Bank Garden |
One of my happy places PT Library |
My last Poetry reading at the Writer's Workshoppe |
Living Room in my summer Cabin |
Sunday, September 23, 2012
Winding up my summer in Washington State
When I pulled out of my garage in AZ. the middle of June, I had no idea I would have the wonderful summer I have had here in my home State of Washington. I think it has been one of the best since I retired. Filled with old and new friends, lots of opportunties for creativity, amazing weather and the discovery of a town I have fallen in love with. It is so funny, that I have been to Port Townsend many times over the years and never felt the way I do now. Although I would love to be able to live here year 'round, I know what to expect from the weather in the coming months. Long winter days of dark and damp that make my joints cry out for relief and my psyche long for a "sun break". So instead of lamenting something I have no control over, I will rejoice in the fact that I have choice. I can spend my winter days in my beautiful Arizona home enjoying all the benefits I was beginning to take for granted and when the desert begins to burn I have this place awaiting me. I wrote a poem to express how I am feeling about Port Townsend.
"The Magic Of Place"
To find a place that fits is always a gift
In this town I knew the minute I came over the hill
And looked down at this gathering of
Brick, wood, stone, glass and water
And was overwhelmed with the
Energy of Good
Maybe it is the history still alive
With stories and vision
Maybe it is the water
That rises to cleanse the shores
Maybe it is the people
Who began here and stayed
Or left and returned
Or the ones like me
Attracted to the mystery
I don't know why a place can feel so right
And feed your soul just by being
But when you find such a place
You should bow in Gratitude
And add your energy
To keep it Good
I have decided to come back next summer and stay June through September in this cute little cabin. I have found a wonderful Unity Church and gotten to know some lovely people there. I have been writing and reading my poetry at the "Open Mike" at the Writer's Workshoppe and met some talented people who have been very kind regarding my work. My Cabin is located in the very real Uptown Neighborhood where something is happening all the time. The local Farmer's Market on Wednesday and Saturday has kept me in flowers, and fresh veggies, I have been going to an exercise class at the Community Center, I have a new library card, I've attended Gallery Walks, found all the good Thrift Stores and actually done some crafts in addition to writing. There is real "pride of ownership" in Uptown, people have restored old Victorians, cottages abound, and the local deer roam freely, protected here. Although it is lovely to see them on the streets and in the yards, they bring chaos to the gardeners that haven't yet installed "deer fencing". After many years of trying to out smart the rabbits that have destroyed my attempts at Arizona gardening, my sympathy has transferred to the gardeners.
"The Magic Of Place"
To find a place that fits is always a gift
In this town I knew the minute I came over the hill
And looked down at this gathering of
Brick, wood, stone, glass and water
And was overwhelmed with the
Energy of Good
Maybe it is the history still alive
With stories and vision
Maybe it is the water
That rises to cleanse the shores
Maybe it is the people
Who began here and stayed
Or left and returned
Or the ones like me
Attracted to the mystery
I don't know why a place can feel so right
And feed your soul just by being
But when you find such a place
You should bow in Gratitude
And add your energy
To keep it Good
Port Townsend Farmer's Market |
Happily buying Heirloom Tomatoes and Flowers |
The Writer's Workshoppe, a welcoming place |
More of the Farmer's Market |
At the Beach in downtown Port Townsend |
Beauty survives |
My Neighbors |
The Cabin that has been my home for a month |
Celebrating my First Open Mike Reading |
My First Driftwood Mobile |
My Second Driftwood Mobile |
Taking the Ferry |
Ferry to West Seattle |
Before picture of my Wreath |
After Picture of my Wreath |
Local Neighborhood House & Yard |
Bicycle as Yard Art |
Another Neighborhood House with a beautiful yard |
Local Business on Water Street |
City Park on the Water |
Downtown Water View |
Music on the Dock with a local free spirit |
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