In the Presence of Wonder

Always be on the lookout for the presence of wonder.

 -E.B. White

On our drive across the highways of Michigan, the storms raged and the rains poured, but at the end, there was peace and beauty and color. And I was glad that I was alive. 

Love from the wilds!

Quiet Sleep and a Sweet Dream

Sea Fever

by John Masefield

 

I MUST go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,

And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,

And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking,

And a gray mist on the sea's face, and a gray dawn breaking.

 

I must down go to the seas again, for the call of the running tide

Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;

And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,

And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.

 

I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,

To the gull's way and the whale's way, where the wind's like a whetted knife;

And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,

And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick's over. 

 

Willie & Co.

The book is finally in the editing stage!

U.S.A.rmy

Marie King ©

 There was a whole caravan of army vehicles driving down the highway as far as the eye could see- different shapes, color sand sizes. It was an impressive sight to behold. 

Marie King ©

God Bless Our Troops!

June 2012

Peaches & Beaches

Weekend bike rides, summer parades, juicy peaches and pubs w/friends. 

TGIF!