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This is  my birthday weekend, so I spent today spreading red mulch that’s guaranteed to keep its color for 12 months or 12 days, whichever comes first.  It seems I’m always doing some sort of yard work on the days leading up to Memorial Day. Thing is, I love the work-gardening, squashing bugs, planting flowers that will need more water, mowing, trimming fence lines, hauling piles of debris to the front for collection, spookin’ snakes and still not losing weight. Well there’s nothing new these days.

I worked on.

It’s time to open up our pool, 60 days after we started using it, and it’s all very HUGE. The jungle in Florida has a way of either being cut back or eating people-so I cut. And while I toil, I always think of my Dad. He was a Full Colonel. I think of all those who have fallen during time of war and wish none of it was true. “War! Good G-D y’all. What’s it good for?” That’s what my generation sang. The tune went very well with wine and a pocket full of joints.

Of course, there are way too many flowers being left on graveyards this weekend.

For or against, war seems a necessary evil of our time,,,no wait, for all of Man’s history. So, as I work in the yard, enjoying the chickadee, the Cardinal and Red Tail Hawk above, I’m thankful for their music that helps me forget the horror of life, and remember the beauty. I bow my head and pray for all those who gave their lives in battle as I shovel, plant, pick, spread or cultivate my yard knowing , right or wrong, it’s safe to believe the soldiers who died in battle believed they were fighting and, sometimes, dying for us. The saying is- they died to keep us free.

Flowers have a way of reminding us  how short and sweet life can be.

So it seems Memorial Day always finding me messing with flowers, or trying to enhance the small area of the earth I own. Today, the wind blew, thoughts of Dad and other soldiers I know crossed my mind. President Obama praying at Hiroshima rattle my head, and I worked.  The day, the month, the memories will pass, but it all remains tied together no matter what we do. In the end, the more a person does to encourage growth and the beauty of life the better they sleep at night-it’s called inner peace.

My day:

This popped out yesterday, just underneath the bird bath out front

This popped out yesterday, just underneath the bird bath out front

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Our gardenia by the bird feeder is in full bloom. I wonder, do birds like the fragrance?

I cut about ten per day to bring in to the house.....

I cut about ten per day to bring in to the house…..

This rascal orchid lasts about one day -and I was so happy to catch it today...

This rascal orchid lasts about one day -and I was so happy to catch it today…

the pathway in front is a riot of flowers now.

the pathway in front is a riot of flowers now.

The three Amigo's growing under the birdbath are wonderful to see.

The three Amigo’s growing under the birdbath are wonderful to see.

The yellow tea rose

The yellow tea rose

Mr. Tulip

Mr. Tulip…and

and a yellow Daisy face-three amigo's..now you know.

a yellow Daisy face-three Amigo’s..now you know.

It's great fun

It’s great fun

Today's evening silky wind blew this single Hibiscus a bit off shot.

Today’s evening silky wind blew this single Hibiscus a bit off shot.

Here's new one to us! (We don't know what it is of how it came to be)It will be about 6 inches across with many more petals at it's peak...but maybe it 's not so bad being young?

Here’s new one to us! (We don’t know what it is or how it came to be)It will be about 6 inches across with many more petals at it’s peak…but maybe it’s not so bad being young?

Not sure you can make it out, but this lavender and rose colored four o'clock is beautiful...This year , we are invaded with four o'clocks.

Not sure you can make it out, but this lavender and rose colored four o’clock is beautiful…This year, we are invaded with four o’clocks.

The garden grows

The garden grows

 as the Meyer lemons produce and flower at the same time

as the Meyer lemons produce and flower at the same time….

I’m so glad I got to help this life happen; I’m so thankful for that chance… Happy Memorial Day. Take time to smell the flowers if you can. It’s time to give thanks.

Thanks for stopping by.

Franque23

 

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I've got to say, I didn't know what to expect of this private beach.....

I’ve got to say, I didn’t know what to expect of this private beach…..

There’s a locked gate when you drive up, an out house,(oh-boy!), fresh water hand pump and a semi-private open air sort of Japanese  block structured changing place* inside  the gate. Some people tent overnight.

I hadn’t expected to see the true blue Caribbean color in the water, and figured most, if not all, Florida East coast beaches would be crowded on Memorial Day Wkend.  Two wrongs make a right, right? There’s no life guard, okay, there was no nothing, only sky, sand, wind and water.

The beach was crowded with sand and waves.....

The beach turned out to be crowded with sand and waves…..

Pictured below, our 7 month old Puppy, Shadow, meets the ocean for the first time. We started teaching Shadow the word, Ocean, a day before we went. He was terrified by a word he knew nothing about. Big eyes, lowered ears, crouching at the thought, Shadow seemed to think “Ocean” was the end of the universe or, possibly, a bath.

 

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By the third day, Shadow wanted to ride waves-really….

I once stood (1972ish)chest deep in the surf at Coca Beach waiting to ride waves when the Blues were running south. Streams of  twelve-inch or longer fish darted by, moving left or right around me,  flashing  silver streaks beneath the water’s surface as their sides reflected the sun. There were tens of thousands, maybe more. It was amazing to see this underwater array of flicking fins, then it hit me. I was standing in the middle of tons of bait, wearing, bright come bite me orange and yellow swim trunks! Time to get out of the surf.  The fish swam past  for as long as we were there that day, hours and hours…

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Jeezzzz…just how much of this do I have to take lying down!!!

This wkend, I just couldn’t get comfortable; I’d hoped to sleep on the beach, but I don’t think I got off my feet the whole time we were there! Jeezzzzz…..Plus, the beach got crowded with ten folks.  And then, there was that dog….some people and their dogs…!

Yes, this dog here,,,just when I might have caught a wink, wink, wink...

Yes, this dog here was the problem,,,just when I might have caught a wink, wink, wink…

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Well, someone had to ride the waves. I hauled my butt into the ocean strictly out of duty to Mother Nature,  grumbling the whole time. I forced myself to ride, oh, about a hundred waves while swearing not to catch another after each ride. Then, I made my way back out….

This was the last time I went out.....

This was the last time I went out…..

Before this time-

Please, don't make me go out again, Well, maybe just one more time.....

Please, don’t make me go out again, Well, maybe just one more time…..

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You can’t see it, but my leg is up, this my formal riding form to show off. Somehow it’s a bit like when a gal lifts her leg when she’s being kissed, but I don’t know in what regard any of that makes sense. Okay, it’s like this: look I can ride with one leg in the air……fancy me…..ha!

 

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My name, Gerald Robinson Crusoe  Franquemont, for short. I’ve landed after yet another darn ride!

It took two days for Shadow to decide he at least wanted his feet wet most of the time.

It took one hour for Shadow to decide he at least wanted his feet wet most of the time.

I’d cradle Shadow in my arms until we were over the splash zone, wait for a wave , then let him go. By the second day we could tell he loved that lift he got from the wave as he swam ashore.

You can tell the beach was pure misery to Shadow, and you can also hear the music playing: Here I come to save the day Flying ears to our rescue.!

You can tell the beach was pure misery to Shadow, and you can also hear the music playing: Here I come to save the day!!! Flying ears to our rescue.!(Psst… his name is Shadow, and they’re both in the picture! Good job Dale!)

 

But what about the house in the distance? What if they had Binoculars? We could be being seen by other humans….This shot taken the Sunday, the day before Memorial Day.  And that darn Caribbean blue colored water! It haunted us all three days we were there! Where-oh-where are the familiar tar balls in the sand and surf, and grayish ship bilge colored ocean water that has taken over most the Florida’s east coast since 1970?

Sometimes, I guess, we have to take what we’re given.

Dang it! Another ride....

Dang it! Another ride….

Once, Dale was with an under privileged child when they saw the ocean for the first time. She said the child stared at the ocean, then asked, “Who put all that water in there?”

I hope you had a wonderful Memorial Day

Franque23

* Hidden from view as long as people don’t look.

I’m writing a book series.

Book one, Avatar Magic and book two, The Code of Avatar Magic are both on kindle now.

Book one:  http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00B0NYO80/

Book two:     http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00KXMIIOK

 

 

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