One who walked the logs before me left a sign…

Spiral to center

One who walked the logs
before me
left a sign
saying
move inward
inward
and in
deeper
still
within
then
outward
again.

High tide calmP.S. I marvel that today’s high tide is so calm and wonder at the metaphor.

 P.P.S.  This one who walks on logs throws logs for labradors who love them:

One who walks the logs

Ocean loving labrador

Happy water doghappy water dog!

My first Seattle spring of pink blossoms is like chocolate birthday cake with pink frosting

Loving the pink of Lincoln ParkMy first Seattle Spring full of pink blossoms is
like a  Hurry Up chocolate birthday cake
covered in pink frosting spiced
with three drops of ancient almond elixir!

Pink clouds!
Blessing every blossom in bliss
even as I wonder what color blooms next.

Soundrack for such blossoms: Charmed Life by Joy Williams

Some days you need to summon your inner survivor.

Stormy ferry survivorThe ferry was facing stormy seas.
Manikin overboard! Nobody heard.
Good thing we float…

Daunting stormy wavesSwam the daunting stormy sea to shore.

Splashing slippery soapsudsy wavesOver slippery soapy stones.

Stormy survivor struts on shoreStrong survivor closeup.

Storm survivor is safe on shoreSafe!

Some days just feel like that.

PS See this poem if you need another dose of courage