And then I started thinking....
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Kind of like the eclipse (it seldom happens but it's astounding when it does), in the last 12 days I had my hair cut, a mani/pedi done, my teeth cleaned, and my face cleaned up. I don't even remember when these items last happened in such a short time period. I felt like a million bucks.
And then I started thinking about how often does the first of the month happen to be on a Sunday? Turns out google knows via the TimeandDate.com website (which is kinda fascinating). And it's more often than I thought. Oct 1st will be the next time a Sunday is the first of the month.
And then I started thinking about the autumnal equinox. I mean, who doesn't? Maybe the question should be 'What are you talking (thinking) about, Marilyn?'
This is my favorite time of year....autumn, fall, the space between summer and winter. The light outdoors is so sharp during the fall, even though there's less of it.
As a very rank amateur photographer with my iPhone, the best pictures I take are during this time of year.
It was one of the most freeing things I've done in years. I had my music blasting and nobody cared if I was singing, and if I was driving a convertible my silver hair would have been in knots. But I wasn't and it wasn't.
Plus, I had one of my best friends with me...my bike: sturdy, reliable, doesn't talk back, and so far no flat tires.
But to view the whales off the coast, and to hear their moaning, and see them spouting and playing and lazing right off Big Sur...I was in awe. When I stopped at a local store to ask about the whales, the woman told me when she went home each evening, she could hear them from her house.
But these days...portions PCH is closed due to the mudslides that took place during the rainy season this year.
I am so blessed to see the things that I've seen. To know what I know. To be ready to learn more. To say 'no, thanks' and feel good about it.
And then I started thinking...hey, it's my party and I'll cry if I want to...tears of joy, tears of no-regrets. That's the best.
live richly, marilyn
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