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Weeds and Easter

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I was walking down the stairs on my back porch, looking at my bike, and I saw these green items, growing in one of my pots, today.

This shows just what living things will do IF they have enough water and some plain dirt to put roots into and something nourishing to feed them.

This pot has been empty since last fall. I think it's a weed on the top of the photo. I think the bottom is a real plant (veggie or flower). But I'm pretty sure they won't last if  I don't plant them somewhere, where they can thrive.

This pretty much explains what I think about Easter. Sure, there's the candy, and the baskets, and the candy, and egg hunt, and the candy...but Easter is about renewal, and rising upward and moving onward. (Sounds like Jerry Seinfeld's bit on candy and Halloween)

Whether you have any belief in Jesus and what he did and how he rose up, after he was crucified, and made himself known to his disciples, who were grieving over his death, doesn't matter to me.

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Two days: one wedding and one celebration of life.

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Part 2: continued from last week...
The night before I attended a wedding in Sacto. 
The Saturday after the wedding I attended a celebration of life. 
I'm not big on either of these events, celebrations, etc. But these two events knocked my sox off. 
I've felt like I've known this family for decades. Actually, I have known them for over 3 decades. 
I knew the parking lots would be filled. So I decided to ride my bike there. I prayed a bit before doing this. But it just seemed right. 
Central Baptist Church was almost across the street from my own church. This was the perfect way to travel: no rain, out in the air. 
I wasn't sure what to expect. But as soon as I got inside, I felt right at home. 
Sure, there were lots of tears...but the attendees knew there was more than tears. There was music...not moaning music but country-style music sung by three men, members of the congregation. They were joyful! And they sang with purpose and goodwill. 
Some of the family members …

Key to my heart....

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This is actually a keyhole to our carriage house. I'm not sure I have a key that fits the hole...but I have a ton of keys, from this old house.
Part 1: 
I went to two very memorable events last week...one was on a Friday evening and the other was the day, a Saturday afternoon. These events unlocked the key to my heart. 
I had given myself plenty of time for my drive from Alameda to Sacramento. I was driving (I assumed) in non-traffic hours so I left at 2pm. Bad news, Marilyn. It was a crawl on the freeway and I wasn't even to the Carquinez Bridge. 
I hadn't factored in the accidents on Interstate 80. OMG. I glanced at my car clock, ticking the time away. Should I turn back? No, I told myself. Keep going. 
I got to Sacto, and the lady in my car continued to tell me where to go. But then GPS lady told me "You have reached your destination. The route guidance is over." Really? 
I got out my phone and google maps said I should turn right, and right, and right again. …

This was a Blustery Day, ...Winnie the Pooh would have said.

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I decided to get out for a while today: do some reading, think about things, to watch the clouds, and absorb the weather.

I was on the southwest end of Alameda, beyond Ballena Bay...going through potholes, way out to where windsurfers do their thing (but not today).

I've ridden my bike out here (but not today). A man in a truck drove by...drove as far as he could, hit the end of the road and turned around came back. The driver stopped and wondered if I was okay.  I was fine and told him I was out taking photos of the blustery day.

It was wonderful...to breathe fresh air, and just think, absorb, and be in awe of the clouds. Maybe two hours later it was hailing. But I was back inside my office back to work: snuggy and warm.


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LIVE RICHLY! marilyn

Building Bridges....

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Views from our last boat, Hubba Hubba, a 26' twin-engine, 
1966 Chris Craft, as we slowly cruised on the water surrounding 
Mayberry by the Bay...(Alameda). 

If I even think about purchasing another boat...
I give you permission to shoot me. 


Bay Farm Island Bridge, and bike bridge

High Stree Bridge

Fruitvale bridge, drawn...and train bridge to the right no longer has trains

Can we fit through this? Yep


All is well.

Parking

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I think that my current car, a Toyota Corolla SE, makes me look like I'm driving a sports car. And I think that I'm the only one in the world who thinks like that. 

However, these days, the parking lot spaces are a lot smaller than they used to be, especially those that you need to drive straight into: like in shopping centers, and in business centers.

I think that these lots conform to the building code (parking code), standards. Sure the cars are smaller, but really? This small? These vehicles are all mini cars.

In fact, the spaces are so narrow, I can't even get myself in or out of the car. And if a truck, van, SUV parks next to me...I need to wait until the owner/driver returns to get into my car.

Once a larger vehicle encroaches on the parking space next door to it, it's like playing dominoes...one door hits a car, hits a car, hits a car.

Bottom line...now that the rains have begun to diminish, I need to ride my bike to avoid those lots.

At least I'll be wearing…

Personal guidelines.

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I'm in a meeting.  If I'm rolling my eyes, it's to keep me from opening my mouth.

Live richly,  marilyn