FREE KINDLE DOWNLOAD of THE HEART CODE NOVEL – Now thru Thursday


Hello!  The Kindle version of my novel is FREE from June 1 through June 4.  Lori Himmel Colorado

Just go to the Amazon site, input THE HEART CODE NOVEL and put the kindle version in your cart and away you go.

I hope you share this post with your networks so more can access this happy and inspiring read.

38 of 39 reviews has been wonderful with mostly 5 stars and inspiring words.

The reviews are very helpful but getting the word out even more so.

Thanks for all your support – from my Heart To Yours.

Laura

Follow Your Heart Fiction. Love! Romance! Adventure! History! Soul Searching Truth! Wisdom! Food! and Fashion in the fabulous 1930’s Connecticut – Bohemia – New York City!

Inspired by the facts of Contemporary Heart Science.

Propelled by the facts of the original Bohemians – circa 3000 BCE
Embraced by the wonderful & wise Grandmother “Gamma”.

A Book To Love and Re-Read and Share.

“Who is YOUR Gamma?”

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PURPOSE – Do You Have One?


Whew – its been two years since I’ve posted on this blog.

Lots of Travels and Changes since then.  Including a new dog, inherited from a friend.

Little Moose - well before he was even a thought to come our way.  Happy he did. Sweet Boy.

Little Moose – well before he was even a thought to come our way. Happy he did. Sweet Boy.

Time to restart the engines. Hi Ya’ll.

What got me going is DAVID BROOKS and his New York Times opinion essay on 5-5-15. With his new book THE ROAD TO CHARACTER, he seems to be on a quest to inspire moral conversation. On his website, invites people to post their bucket list, note their hero and share their purpose. He asked readers to answer three questions: 1. Have you Found Your Purpose in Life? 2. If So, How Did You Find It? 3. What Decisively Helped You Get There?

Geez Lousie – that kind of question is right up my alley!

 

My response is posted below.
And I’m curious as to what your answer would be?
Peace – Laura

MY PURPOSE: ‘Live A Heart Centered Life’
By Laura Matson Hahn

When I was in my formative years, 0 to 18, there were five key elements which formulated what became my purpose in life. It was no grand objective to serve the world. It was more like a bet with myself, could I do it? Sixty years hence I can say I did, and still do.

But I hesitate to use the word purpose – for the word has become associated with the great ‘new age’ scurry to tag oneself with a vaulted ideal or cause. All the better if it garners applause, sell books or engenders an “ah-ha” from the divine Miss O. All of which, keeps people focused on external validation for an understanding that is essentially an inside job.

My purpose was the opposite: “To Live A Heart-Centered Life:” To measure my choices from the inside out. To discover my life, my path, with the guidance of my heart. To be true to the spirit I innately felt within. To trust my quiet inner voice.

While there was no one speaking about “heart-centered” living back then, the adage of follow your heart was ubiquitous and universal. But How to do that was the question I pursued, leading to a most interesting career, diverse study, world travel, good friends, spouse and a book on that very subject.

The five key elements of my youth were:

FIRST: A vivid dream at ten, envisioning a book I would write much later, after I’d acquired some life experience. (this has happened).

SECOND: Around the same age, observing my mother’s duties in raising 8 children led to my declaration not to have children. (never did, never regretted)

THIRD: While cooking dinner, my mother played musicals on the stereo to entertain her children. I became enchanted by a line from The Unsinkable Molly Brown: “I mean much more to me than I mean to anybody I ever knew.” It married my soul. I had to know what that felt like. It sounded good. (and it is).

FOURTH: Growing up in the age of Bo Derek, I longed for a mentor to show me how life works, to tell me what to do. I did not get that mentor. But I got several others who showed me myself and how to apply that in my life choices. (much better)

FIFTH: In my senior High School year, my father had a heart attack and open heart surgery. I witnessed his dramatic life switch from a crew-cut company man to a singer and dancer in local Gilbert and Sullivan productions, taking Chinese cooking and modern dance classes, growing his hair and a beard and learning the art of a well placed valium when the stress of his bosses was too high.

The last solidified my choice to live my life NOW: to risk not being the same as everyone. To strike out on my own with no Daddy Warbucks back up. To make every choice based on the trueness it felt within me, regardless of other’s options. To avoid external measures.

Was it easy? Nawww. It takes a pretty strong constitution to swim up stream. I didn’t marry young and have children. I didn’t want to raise someone else to live their life true. I wanted to know the truth of me, in this body, on this earth, at this time. I wanted to feel ALIVE like Maggie The Cat and Auntie Mame. I did things my family didn’t understand. I sought out knowledge about the spirit and sociology, participating in a wide range of classes and movements, harvesting what was right for me and letting the rest go. Each decade revealed new challenges, understanding, temperance, disappointment, excitement and love until finally I was ready to write the book on just that subject and LO! science had caught up with my initial sensibilities.

In the 1990’s Paul Pearsall and Doc Childre premiered books on the factual discoveries of the Heart’s Intelligence separate from the brain and the actual existence of the heart’s wisdom. It spurred me to add my voice to that knowledge with the creation of the novel, THE HEART CODE, illustrating the hows and means for hearing and heeding one’s heart. And I wrapped it around the facts of an ancient civilization, the original Bohemians, Circa 3000 BCE (who inspired your own work, Mr. Brooks: Bohos In Paradise).

So in essence, my philosophic choice turned into my purpose many years later.

As Gamma says to her granddaughter in The Heart Code:
“To make dream is good, is part of life. Is how we know ourselves, test ourselves . . . but maybe is only small part of journey. More important, maybe, is what happen along the way. The people we meet. The laughter we find. The trouble we work through. Things we cannot know or imagine. Things we cannot dream. Things that come out of following our dream. This, I think, is what life is really for. To find out who we are from what we face, with courage, with creativity, with truth. This is why we have life, I think. Dreams are just something to do while we learn how to live.”

I think that is true for the majority of people who live as best they can from a good interior set of values. From my experience, the only thing I have to pass on to every generation is this: We now know we are mostly the same, in our DNA. So what makes us unique is our path. The key skill for finding that path is hearing your own heart voice. Everything we need to maximize our learning and loving on this planet is already in one’s heart. In essence: It’s An Inside Job.

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And Now Presenting …..


For those who haven’t heard ….

THE HEART CODE Novel is now released to the world!  TaDa!  Long time a’coming but very pleased with the result.

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It can be ordered via AMAZON.com or http://www.createspace.com/3666028 and soon it can be bought in the New Hope Farley’s bookstore and the Doylestown Bookstore.  I’m working on other independent bookstores as well.  Do you have a favorite? Please send me the contact info so I can follow up! 

Thanks to all for your support over the years.  I couldn’t have done it without you.

And when you do read it – give us a call!  We love to hear what readers think! 

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  It was taken in the creek in our back yard!Betty Watson Nugent

And here are some of my family and friends who are “Showing Their Heart Code.”

Do send your picture with the book to add to the collection. Thanks!

My Dad, Richard Francis Hahn

My Dad, Richard Francis Hahn

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Lindsay Leggin

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Julie Bowman Williams

Julie Bowman Williams

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LOCAL AUTHOR RELEASES FIRST NOVEL:

 

THE HEART CODE by Laura Matson Hahn

 

A Delicious, Literary, Winter Read

 

NEW HOPE, PA, November 9, 2013 – After numerous drafts, editors, book clubs and friends input over 14 years, the release of THE HEART CODE novel by Laura Matson Hahn has finally arrived.  A very local production, the book was first edited by Bernadette McBride, a recent Bucks County Poet Laureate; and lastly by Gerald Monigan, formerly of the Wall Street Journal and now a Bucks County Herald featured reporter.  In between, Ms. Hahn, who worked two decades as a Communications Strategist for organizations, spent the last decade as a freelance journalist, nonfiction author and creative writing teacher while composing this novel, the first of a series.

 

THE HEART CODE is a universal story of a young woman’s quest to hear and heed her heart’s voice. Set in 1930’s Connecticut, Czechoslovakia’s Bohemia and New York City, this heartwarming, inspirational adventure follows three friends, two families and one unforgettable grandmother over two continents and four years as it reveals the map for discovering one’s own heart wisdom … and the secrets of the Bohemian Way carried in six copper bracelets. An old fashioned tale with strong characters, robust action, and contemporary themes, it presents a tonic to quench the thirst of anyone seeking to find their own true path. Part Coming of Age story for every age, it also encompasses Romance, Adventure and Family dynamics as it focuses on personal growth and resurgence through visionary wisdom based on modern day heart-science and the lore of the historic, original Bohemians, the Boii Celts, circa 3000 BCE; all wrapped around a wise and loving grandmother anyone would love to call their own.

 

The inspiration for the book came in 1999, when Ms. Hahn was traveling in France. A sleepless early morning brought an idea of a childless, traveling Aunt who wrote letters to nephews and nieces, to help them stay true to themselves.  When asked how this Aunt knew what she shares, Ms. Hahn began an exploration of the Aunt’s family – her parents and grandparents, which brought her to the grandmother character of Gamma and her homeland of Bohemia. 

 

While Ms. Hahn is an intuitive writer, letting the characters lead the story, she does extensive research for all the ideas which crop up in her imagination.  Early in the writing process, she searched Amazon for books conveying her subject of heart-centered living and found the non-fiction book: The Heart’s Code by Paul Pearsall, which documented the modern day scientific investigation of the heart’s intelligence capabilities, separate from the brain. That book documented the fact of 10% of heart transplant patients having completely new interests, passions and tastes that were identical to their donors, despite having never met them.  “That science is finally catching up to the universal notion of Following One’s Heart was very invigorating,” says Hahn.

 

Another area of investigation stemmed from the homeland of the Gamma character.  “When the word Bohemia came into my mind, I immediately researched where that was and why it was called Bohemia,” Hahn said.  “Turns out, the original settlers of the territory that became the Kingdom of Bohemia and an independent country from 600 AD to 1919, (and is now the Czech Republic), were actually a Celtic tribe called “Boii.”  Bohemia literally translates to: Home of the Boii.  The novel covers the history of the Boii Celts extensively and has woven the modern day heart research into the lore of the grandmother’s Bohemian philosophy, in which each heart carries its own code; a point postulated by the contemporary heart scientists.    

 

The first draft of the book covered a wide swath of time, incorporating the original Aunt as a little girl along with the grandmother “Gamma.”  “But it was not ready for prime time,” Hahn quipped. “My very supportive husband delivered the straight truth when he called it a nice term paper.”  While that could have crushed a lesser committed writer, Ms. Hahn buckled down, focusing on Gamma as a driving force in the first book.  As it turned out, the Aunt doesn’t even show up in this first book of the series.  “What is nice about the Term Paper is that I already have the second and third books outlined, once again documenting the heart-centered philosophy of  paying attention to what shows up because to everything there is a season and reason.”

 

The beautiful cover for the book was created by Artist Julie Costanzo of Portland Oregon.  She worked virtually with Ms. Hahn for over a year to create the oil painting that now wraps the book with a delicious mystique.  “Julie and I met via facebook, never in person, yet,” noted Hahn. “We share the love of a book cover that beckons you to gaze at it, after reading a chapter.  She began with a photograph of a large heart –shaped rock from my local ravine and we developed the imagery together.  But the final beauty of the cover is all Julie’s.  I couldn’t be more pleased or proud of it.” 

 

Ms. Hahn and her husband, John Matson, are long term residents of New Hope, PA and published the book under the moniker Conversation Farm. It is available via Amazon and www.createspace.com/3666028, and select independent bookstores, including Farley’s in New Hope and the Doylestown Bookstore. Additionally, Laura Matson Hahn loves to meet with book clubs, in person or via skype.  “We actually sat with four book clubs in the early stages of the book’s development and gained so much from the reader’s input.”  Now, with book two in the development hot seat, she looks forward to hearing what readers of THE HEART CODE will have to share.  For more information Laura can be contacted at theheartcodebook@gmail.com.

 

The Heart Code, Published by Conversation Farm 2013, ISBN 978-0-9890495-0-4

 

Search Words: Fiction:Coming of Age, Fiction:Visionary-Wisdom, Family Life, Historical Fiction, Romance, Adventure, Young Adult, Grandmother Lit, Soul-Searching Spirituality, Bohemia, Czechoslovakia’s Bohemians, Ancient Celts, Boii Celts, Dr. Paul Pearsall, The Heart’s Code.

 

 

 

BOOK BLURB:

 

THE HEART CODE NOVEL: Ancient Truth, Modern Wisdom

 

An Inward Journey to the Heart’s Wisdom.

 

When sixteen-year-old Bertra Vogen fled Bohemia in 1870 for an arranged marriage to a New York City hardware merchant, she believed she had left behind her most egregious mistake. But sixty years later, now a widow living in Connecticut with her son and daughter-in-law, she feels compelled to return to her beloved homeland with her 16-year-old granddaughter, Celeste, in the hope that her only heir will embrace the wonder of their Bohemian heritage and discover the wisdom of her own Heart Code. But Celeste’s mother Myrtle, an Irish immigrant, has other plans for that very same summer. With an eye on the richest family in town, she had already wrangled a series of party invitations to introduce Celeste to society, in the hope of securing the best husband for her daughter and a high place in society for herself. But the next four years do not unfold according to anyone’s plans as Celeste struggles to find her own way, torn between her mother’s social climbing desires and her grandmother’s counsel to follow the yes in her heart. If only she could be sure what that meant. “How will I know what’s true for me?” Celeste asks Gamma. “How do I find my contentment?”

 

The Heart Code is a universal story of a young woman’s quest to hear and heed her heart’s voice. Set in 1930’s Connecticut, Czechoslovakia’s Bohemia and New York City, this heartwarming, inspirational adventure follows three friends, two families and one unforgettable grandmother over two continents and four years as it reveals the map for discovering one’s own heart wisdom … and the secrets of the Bohemian Way carried in six copper bracelets. An old fashioned tale with strong characters, robust action, and contemporary themes, it presents a tonic to quench the thirst of anyone seeking to find their own unique, true path. Part Coming of Age story for every age, it also encompasses Romance, Adventure and Family dynamics as it focuses on personal growth and resurgence through visionary wisdom based on modern day heart-science and the lore of the historic, original Bohemians, the Boii Celts, circa 3000 BCE; all wrapped around a wise and loving grandmother anyone would love to call their own.

 

ABOUT THE AUTHOR: In her earliest years, Laura Matson Hahn was drawn to writing and knew someday she would write a novel. But to have something worth writing about, she spent several decades experiencing life while cobbling together a career working with words in different industries, and became published in multiple non-fiction formats. This is her first novel. She lives alongside a creek in New Hope PA, with her beloved husband John and their dog, Miss Daisy, who loves to be driven in their vintage red truck.

 

 

 

 

40 Years Hence …


We all went to Glen Rock High School in the 1970’s …. HENCE, we are bright, engaged, alive, lively, interested, interesting and ….

Well, what did YOU discover at your 40th HS Reunion?

Mine was held on Saturday, Oct 11th, 2013 in a standard issue hotel about a half hour north of our home town. For some reason it began at 8pm (a mite too late in my book) but it began with a jolly, lilting rolling feast of conversation, bouncing off one to another and another.

What a delightful surprise to find, 40 years hence, a nice group of people who have kept themselves well – with some looking better than ever: Christine Hellendorn – my roomie for the weekend, Robert Costello (hunk!), Mary Anne Liss – OMG her hair was free to be and looked fantastic, Kathy Feeney Luppino (I know, not technically a classmate but married to one and looking so happy and calm!), Elaine Deguise Lynn, Rick (Texan) Phieffer,  Steve Fisher (come on – he got even better, our Robert Redford), Ed Kramer (I just wanted to pinch him he was so cute, Mike Policano – distinguished, and many others who’s names I can’t remember (sorry)!  All in all it was a delight to be with everyone!

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Of course we all gravitate to the ones we knew best … My core posse Sr. year was: Janet Christie (my Panther mascot buddy), Paul Schneider and John Luppino,

But I was not one to limit my interests and friends.  I had a wide range of people to care about …. in multiple grades.  Seeing Elaine Deguise Lynn was such a joy – as we were friends through a unique group of girls named “Fungi Monjew” … a multi-grade eclectic group who got together and did fun things.  Now I’m going to break the code here …. 40 years hence … and reveal Fungi Monjew’s best project:  LUCKY GUY OF THE WEEK.  Those who received the award may remember the construction paper blue and yellow ribbon that appeared on their locker – with no one claiming responsibility. At one point, the cheerleaders tried to claim responsibility but that didn’t last long as they knew it wasn’t true.  It was a stealth operation, conducted in the dark of night. So one day, when Steve Fischer set out to crack  who-dun-it, by staking out the back entrance of the school, checking off who it COULD NOT have done it because of their arrival time at school, he was hoodwinked by Fungi Monjew’s night operations – I know – I was the head of that department.  LUCKY GUY OF THE WEEK  was intended to bring joy and fun to the school week – and was awarded to a wide range of “guys” that reflected the wide range of girls in Fungi Monjew, so that no one group had a monopoly on being admired and liked. In that light, I’m sorry so many other members of FM were not in attendance at the reunion.  It would have been even more meaningful to see them, too.

What I loved most about the reunion is how relaxed it was. The 10-year was more tense – as we were all still sorting out how it was all going to work out.  But by the 40th – hey, our lives had taken the paths they were meant to – for the most part, I suppose.  But I did have an interesting discovery from that day – and it revolved around Steve Fisher.  For some reason I could not identify, I’ve always had a tension around Steve, and he knew it too, asking me: “What did I do? And whatever it was, I’m sorry”  It surprised me to hear him say that but I couldn’t name any specific thing.  The Dyan Bernstein said “He wasn’t mean to you, was he.” and while I couldn’t say yes, I also coundn’t say no.  Until I was walking to my room that night.  Then the subconscious ping popped.  I remembered!  He played a role in one of my first psychic bruises way back in 3rd grade.  But the story began in second grade, when Mom took us to Buster Brown Shoe Store for school shoes and I spied brown oxfords that looked glorious for walking, running, jumping.  She saw me eyeing them and said “Those are girl scout shoes” to urge me to yes, but I demurred, knowing that I could possibly get tagged for them looking like boys shoes.  But, throwing caution to the wind, I opted in and wore those shoes out that year, enjoying every step.  For third grade I didn’t hesitate to get them again … and that’s the year I got tagged …. a nattering nabob of 8 year old boys, Steve among them, averted their own boredom by seizing on the opportunity to taunt me “Your wearing boys shoes”, over and over and day after day.  It was a hurt I tried to ignore but it wiggled and niggled into my psyche and I never forgot the lesson that sometimes you make a choice that’s right for you but not for others, and you just have to tough it out.  Along the way, I consciously forgot about Steve’s involvement but subconsciously I never felt comfortable around him.  They say you can never change things you don’t acknowledge.  Thankfully this memory popped up and its hold on me is gone now.  So it goes. (more copy below the pictures)

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Mary Anne Liss – LOVE THE HAIR!

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I hope everyone in the class looks upon the next 10-20-30-40 years as “what’s next” as they each continue their path.

I also have to thank all of you who took interest in my new Novel: The Heart Code.  This has been a life long dream and a 15 year endeavor, of which I am very pleased.  I gave a book to anyone who wanted to read it, with the request that if they like (love) it, to please buy a copy for someone else who would like it, and ask them to do the same.  It is my Marketing Department of ONE Grass Roots plan. Copies can be purchased via Amazon.com or via http://www.createspace.com/3666028 which delivers faster and gives the author a better royalty.  IF you do get the book, PLEASE send me a photo of yourself holding it, as the ones below – and THANK YOU Robert Costello and Chris Gardiner for buying a copy on your on volition.  kisses and hugs to all. (sorry for any name mispellings)

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PS: if any of my classmates are in the New Hope area, please let us know. We’d love to see you there.

Love, Laura

“Dum-Dum-de-Dum” A Most Happy Occassion


April 27, 2013 — HILLSBORO BEACH, FL – The Wedding of Matt Lawskowski to Pamela Borden.

A Most Happy Occasion … you remember yours, right? Even if the marriage ended abruptly or occasionally careens into a train wreck, somehow the wedding day remains untarnished … as it should be … with an indelible feeling that is hard to explain …. but oh, what a feeling.

Today, I’m reporting on that feeling at the Wedding of Pamela Borden to GRHS Class of ’73 Matt Lawskowski … at a most sumptuous setting in Hillsboro, Florida – April 27th, 2013.

"Yes ... its in the kiss"

“Yes … its in the kiss”

Why were John and I invited?

Well, through the magic of Facebook, I reconnected with Matt a few years back. We went to the 1973 GRHS Graduation Ball.  I always had a cozy feeling about Matt, and it was nice to find he is still that cozy, funny, laid-back dude. Two years ago, John and I visited him in Boca Raton. He took us out on his boat with his cohort friend Larry, and we caught up on life stories. Then he lamented about finding someone to love  (divorced with two grown kids). It soon became apparent (ie: I grilled him) that he and his friend Larry troll for the young chickies.  WHAAA??? Come on, man, young chickies are looking for money and babies (to secure more money).  So we …”encouraged” ….  Matt to seek love by getting involved in things he loves to do: Opera, Nature, Howling at the Moon Parties in the Everglades … which is exactly where he met the lovely Pamela Borden.  The very next year, he brought her to our Cedar Key home where we witnessed their love blossoming  (ok, they were sex kittens that weekend) …. and a year later, we are invited to their wedding!   Nice Story thus far, eh!

Hillboro Beach, FL is north of Ft Lauderdale, at the beginning of the inlet to the inter coastal at the top of Pompano Beach.

Gazzebo leading out to the beach

Gazzebo leading out to the beach

Daisy and John on the Ocean side of the Inlet

Daisy and John on the Ocean side of the Inlet

Daisy doing her daisy thing with a little one

Daisy doing her daisy thing with a little one

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Two of 4 1920's cottages

Two of 4 1920’s cottages

It is host to a distinctive black and white lighthouse at the inlet entrance and four 1920’s cottages – fully equipped and beautifully outfitted and maintained by a resort right next to the property — and all of it available to retired military – whom our dear Matt is (Mr. Top Gun with 200 plus missions under his belt).  So he requisitioned two cottages for his wedding to Pamela and graciously gave John, Daisy and me a room to enjoy on this little spot of heaven.

We were joined in the house by Matt’s brother Mark & his wonderful wife Amy who came from Washington State …

Mark and Amy Lawskowski

Mark and Amy Lawskowski

and Matt’s Fraternity brother Greg and his wife Pat – who are now located in Key West – seen here working on the table centerpieces.

The house was also the gathering place for the families and all in all had a very cool vibe.

flowering center of the centerpieces

flowering center of the centerpieces

Fraternity Bro Greg and his wife PAT beribbon the centerpieces

Fraternity Bro Greg and his wife PAT beribbon the centerpieces

How does she get her mouth around a large coconut???

How does she get her mouth around a large coconut???

The night before the wedding, after a supper with the family, Matt, Pam, Mark, Amy and Greg and Pat were entertained by a spirited and amusing conversation that sprang up between John Matson and Matt’s Kids:

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and Christine’s wonderful  boyfriend Jose.

Matrk & Amy and Pam and Matt Keeping an amused distance from the "discussion" with the kids

Matrk & Amy and Pam and Matt Keeping an amused distance from the “discussion” with the kids

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So ... do you think they are brothers?

So … do you think they are brothers?

Meeting of the Minds (and they were all good ones)

Meeting of the Minds (and they were all good ones)

Matt's Daughter: Christine with boyfriend Jose

Matt’s Daughter: Christine with boyfriend Jose

Let me first say:, the “kids” were really cool people.  Each of them is super educated (multiple degrees), super nice and super interested in fixing the world’s incongruities and injustices.

Each of them is socially conscious, and passionate about rights and wrongs.

And at least two of them strenuously believes that their future is seriously compromised without a concerted recovery action (think: Student Loan relief) …..

And they are pissed off that the rich kids get all the good jobs. (so what’s new?)

And they seriously believe they face a more difficult world than any previous generation (despite having  multiple degrees and world travels far exceeding any generation prior) …  AND from their POV – we — that’s you and me, darling — have had a privileged life! PRIVILEGED!  Really?  What part of my life was privileged?  Working as a meat wrapper in HS?  Or was it the Nabisco factory job?  Or the College Cafeteria?  Or – oh, was it the cold-calling radio sales job after grad school?

Matt's Son: Andrew - Aerospace Engineer (who desires to be a HS Math Teacher)

Matt’s Son: Andrew – Aerospace Engineer (who desires to be a HS Math Teacher)

Mr. Patience

Mr. Patience

John engaged them into a conversation about how they see the world — very contentious and stimulating. It got heated at times … and the wine and cognac bottles were quickly emptied.  I don’t think there was much resolved  – each generation sees the world as they have been conditioned to see it via their upbringing.  And each has their own challenges and burdens.

I do recall having many of the same upsets when I was their age — about how the truly privileged kids got an easy pass while we (I) had to work multiple jobs in many different venues to keep body and soul together – But I kept at it and it worked out and all those different jobs actually did add up, eventually, giving me the range of skills necessary for the dream job I didn’t know was coming … and it was the best surprise ever.

Every generations tends to think their path is more difficult than the previous generation’s — but it is not so. Everything has a balance and to those who much is given, much is expected.  No doubt: the children of the babyboomers got a lot – maybe more than was good for them. But – that was the shuffle of their cards and your best bet in life is to play the hand you’re dealt … with as much positive energy as you can muster. Because, really, what’s the use of complaining?  Get up, Get Out and Do Something ….and watch your path unfold.

WEDDING DAY.

DEELicious Swim in the inlet bay .....

DEELicious Swim in the inlet bay …..

Glorious, beautiful morning.  Beach Walk.  Swim in the Inlet — ohhhh what invigorating water.

Yep - this is how it felt!

Yep – this is how it felt!

Daisy Scores a Coconut on the morning beach walk.

Daisy Scores a Coconut on the morning beach walk.

South View from the Cottages - That's Popano Beach on the other side of the inlet

South View from the Cottages – That’s Popano Beach on the other side of the inlet

While in the water, I met 4 amazing 30 year old women who were smart, savvy, spirited and sassy – who did not feel what Matt’s kids were feeling. They were busy making plans and seizing opportunities – of which they saw many.  Good. My faith in a generation is restored.

After Lunch we built the Wedding Bower with two of Pam’s friends, (Diane and Mabway – I think that’s her name)

Building the Wedding Bower

Building the Wedding Bower

Yes - Yes - the flowers will work just perfect there!

Yes – Yes – the flowers will work just perfect there!

OK  - We are getting there!

OK – We are getting there!

Diane was a fun helper

Diane was a fun helper

Then set up the chairs and tables until we finally had to get dressed and join the gathering crowd.

John led the setting of the chairs on a magnificent day!

John led the setting of the chairs on a magnificent day!

Pam - the Bride to Be - checks in with her happy crew.

Pam – the Bride to Be – checks in with her happy crew.

Matt and his Mom: Henryka

Matt and his Mom: Henryka

Then Matt came out in his wedding outfit – wow!  What a cool dude.

Pam has a previous history in Hawaii – so she had Lei’s sent over for her groom and family.  It was such a fitting touch on a piece of Florida land that uncannily looks like Hawaii.

Matt’s Mom Henryka – an operatic Diva in her day – is 93 amazing years with the same panache I saw in her when I was 18.

Then the wedding began.  Matt and Larry stood by the bower –

Matt and Larry await Pam's entrance

Matt and Larry await Pam’s entrance

and Pam made her entrance . . . .

The Bride Arrives

The Bride Arrives

Oh My!  We all gasped.  She looked Marvelous in a sinuous white dress with a crown of flowers around her head – from Hawaii, too.

Gorgeous Back of the Dress

Gorgeous Back of the Dress

A beautiful, beautiful  bride

A beautiful, beautiful bride

The ceremony was an interesting mix of Star Trek Satire, Storytelling and unabashed adoration.

With Matt as master of ceremonies, he orchestrated Larry as the minister “under the powers invested in me by the “Chronosynclastic Infundibulum” 

The what of the what????

(crow-n0-sin-class-tick In-fun-dib-u-lum)

This is a Kurt Vonnegut creation, first defined in the novel SIRENS OF TITAN as “those places … where all the different kinds of truths fit together.” The story line features characters from different planets and each planet has its own set of truths …. that are not necessarily true on the other planets … but the space in between the planets is the place where all those truths can co-exist peacefully.

Vonnegut notes that any detailed description of this phenomenon would baffle the layman, but any comprehensible explanation would insult an expert. Consequently, he “quotes” an article from a (fictional) children’s encyclopedia. According to this article, since the Universe is so large, there are many possible ways to observe it, all of which are equally valid, because people from across the Universe can’t communicate with each other (and therefore can’t get into an argument). The chronosynclastic infundibula are places where these “ways to be right” coexist.”

Now isn’t that just like MATT’S way of thinking?  You betcha!

During the Ceremony, and in concert with each other, Matt and Pam told the story of their meeting … at a weekend Howl At The Moon Everglades party.  Matt had shown up late and was riding his bike to catch up with the group of bicyclists …. but he soon tired of the race so he threw his bike down by a brook and sprawled out on the grass.  After a while, Pamela, who had tired of riding in the bicycle pack, ditched the group and turned back toward camp when she came upon Matt’s sprawled out body by the brook.  “Are you OK?” she asked the prone figure.  I forget if Matt told us his response but I’d hazard a guess that somewhere in his being he said ….”I am now!”

Well …. that was the beginning of Matt’s being very OK!

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Later on I found out they both own and ride motorcycles …. which became the basis of the Honeymoon travels up through FL to NC and back.

It is quite wonderful to see these two fully independent individuals find a niche between them that lead to a Most Happy Occasion.

Oh yes, and there is more!

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Matt’s Family – Andrew, Christine, Jose, Amy, Mark
Daisy and John's Pirate Pants (they were perfect for this wedding!)

Daisy and John’s Pirate Pants (they were perfect for this wedding!)

After the Ceremony, drinking resumed (it was a very happy partying crowd) and dinner was served under the tent and soon dancing began – (“Everyone was moving, Everyone was groovin’ Baby) It was all good.

Pam’s family was wonderful too – her Mom, her Aunt, her Sisters and nephews and nieces — flying kites on the property. Pam's Mom and Aunt

Pam’s Mom and Aunt

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The joys kept bubbling up.

The Post-Wedding March Ukelele Player

The Post-Wedding March ukulele Player

Laura and Matt - both very happy for each other.

Laura and Matt – both very happy for each other.

Happy Happy

Happy Happy

Bower still standing, framing Pompano Beach

Bower still standing, framing Pompano Beach

Matt and Pam have many lovely friends

Matt and Pam have many lovely friends

Blue Moon ... Now I'm no longer alone ... without a song in my heart!"

Blue Moon … Now I’m no longer alone … without a song in my heart!”

The First Dance was serenaded by Jose and Christine, along with several other songs.  (Jose, I’d like to note here, is an aspiring musician – however we were so impressed with his thinking skills – a great mind he has).

First Dance Viewers

First Dance Viewers

Christine and Jose Singing and Playing

Christine and Jose Singing and Playing

Mom got her dance, too!

Mom got her dance, too!

Everyone was happy for the happy couple

Everyone was happy for the happy couple

Cup Cake Tower for Wedding Cake

Cup Cake Tower for Wedding Cake

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Mawbry had to jet out on the beach to sober up.

Mawbry had to jet out on the beach to sober up.

Sunsetting on the day

Sunsetting on the day

This is the couple who hosted the everglades party that began the romance.

This is the couple who hosted the everglades party that began the romance.

John cools out on the beach for a few

John cools out on the beach for a few

And I soon join him

And I soon join him

Middle of the night I awoke and took this shot of the full moon by the lighthouse!

Middle of the night I awoke and took this shot of the full moon by the lighthouse!

And this shot of the sunrise from our room ....

And this shot of the sunrise from our room ….

And nearly the same shot during Sunday Morning from the porch of the cottage.

And nearly the same shot during Sunday Morning from the porch of the cottage.

We won't soon forget this lighthouse or fantastic weekend, celebrating two kids in love.

We won’t soon forget this lighthouse or fantastic weekend, celebrating two kids in love.

-CONGRATULATIONS,PAMELA AND MATT:  May all your days be loving, relaxing and exciting.

xoxo – Laura & John and Daisy!

"Yes ... its in the kiss"

“Yes … its in the kiss”

MARCH 2013 – “Here We Go, Here We Go, Here We Go Now …”


MARCH 31, 2013  “GET BUSY!” (That’s when it was written …. but only posting now …. so it’s reflecting my state of mind back then)

I wish I felt more chipper. That’s what you want to hear in a blog, but I’m just not feeling it today.

It’s been a long week = heavy mix of work and play.

The crowd gathers before dawn

The crowd gathers before dawn

Plus the early rising – well before the sunrise to walk to the Easter Morning service.

Easter Sunday Sun Rise Service

Easter Sunday Sun Rise Service

So I’m pooped from that on top of being wrung out by this Art Festival endeavor.  But as the saying goes – This Too Shall Pass.

RE: Arts Festival.  We are now a week away.  Printer’s going non stop making booth tags, name tags, we heart art tags, maps, lists etc.

The stress I was feeling as I reeled from one festival  job to the next considerably lessened by mid March.  Sponsors secured, artists selected, t-shirts & posters designed, advertising venues procured, written, produced  + + +  . . . a rush of never-ending details.

What I’m most excited about is the WE HEART ART program. We are trying to curate an art-smart audience for our show so … to get people thinking about what art moves them, speaks to them, we are giving each visitor 4 free heart stickers for them to plant on their favorite booths with Art that Inspires their Heart. It is not a contest. It is a personal choice.

The program has gotten GREAT PRESS, genuinely exciting the media, townspeople, advertisers, artists – everyone.  We shall see how it goes – but we are prepared for 9000 people to get 4 hearts each to participate among 161 artists who are indeed FINE ARTISTS!  All we need is good weather and a big crowd (22,000 is the norm).  I pray for sunshine and a light breeze.

The rest of our world still exists -in pops and slivers. We had three visitors and several parties to enjoy this month of March. Plus the annual Women’s Fashion Show  which is always a hoot, along with making some new friends along the way.

Early March brought our Fisherman Friend John Pascoe to Cedar Key.

John Pascoe Arrives

John Pascoe Arrives

Fishing back bay

Fishing back bay

Catching!

Catching!

He mostly hung out with John, as I had a storytelling conference to attend for two days.  But as I hear, it was a good thing.  Man, can that man eat!  But he was a great guest – toting along venison in his bag which we are still enjoying –  and it was lovely to see how delighted he was with the Cedar Key Surroundings.

March 14 – The Women’s Annual Fashion Show – where the fashions come from the local consignment shop – was a hootenanny yet again. Such a lovely gathering of the women with a happy, happy theme.

Tall Girls in Town!

Tall Girls in Town!

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Closing Song: I got you Babe

Closing Song: I got you Babe

March 17 – Cindy Matossian and her husband George Saunders sauntered into town.  Cindy came last year and wanted George to see the island. We were relieved he loved it. We kind of hold our breath when someone new comes because this Island is one of those places you either get or you don’t. We also like visits because it motivates us to go to this place and that – trying new things as well as old:

Welcone Snacks!

Welcome Snacks!

Wilderness Walk

Wilderness Walk

During the ShellMound walk, Daisy suddenly bolted deep into the jungle. John followed and we nearly lost them both but I sent C&G down the path, hoping Daisy would pop out on the other sidmatossian visit 2 065e …. and she did …. with a few scratches that bloodied her eye but did no other damage.

We also enjoyed the RIVER WALK, which we’d done before but our eyes never tire of such wildness along the Suwannee River

We also kayaked at RAINBOW SPRINGS – one of many springs throughout Florida where the water is always 72 degrees and the wildlife is gorgeously tame (Scared o you? Don’t think so!)

Birds on the Dock

Birds on the Dock

George at Shellmound

George at Shellmound

Cindy making flat bread on the cooker

Cindy making flat bread on the cooker

Rainbow Springs kayack

Rainbow Springs kayak

Look How close we can get!

Look How close we can get!

Yertle?

Yertle?

A big post paddle laugh

A big post paddle laugh

In between the two visits – we met some new people – a woman named Millie from Massachusetts. She is an interesting free spirit who decided to seek a place to stay for a year in Cedar Key.

Milli from Massachusetts

Milli from Massachusetts

I naturally recommended our realtor – only to have Millie report back they tried to rent her the house we were in — OMG!  Well, that led to a scramble in the middle of my workload, trying to secure a new place for next year  – which we successfully did and … it is on the water with more room -for work AND guests (3BR-2B) – so if we do indeed take on this job again and return to CK – we will have a nicer spot to be. .. but what a damn pain to go through.

After Cindy & George left – I attended the PAINT OUT ART AUCTION – where artists create something in 4 hours that is then auctioned off – and of course I bought a painting or two

Bruce Wilson - Auctioning off the art (he was fun and funny)

Bruce Wilson – Auctioning off the art (he was fun and funny)

Amy Gernhardt showing off Susan Dauphinee's painting

Amy Gernhardt showing off Susan Dauphinee’s painting

– but also met a woman who said “I’ve a painting of you.”  And indeed she had – with Laura Pearson Wood when she visited us last March – the artist had snapped our picture at the Tiki Bar. I rather like that painting so we bought it, too. Thank you Ju

Bev Ringenberb with her Son Joe, DIL Rebecca and Hubby Mike

Bev Ringenberb with her Son Joe, DIL Rebecca and Hubby Mike

lie, your mom Carol and your hubby Burt.

We also had supper at Carol and Dick Frost’s home one Sunday evening — during the march madness, which was a distraction – but I have to show you her orchids which were madly blooming!  Gorgeous, diverse flowers – they travel with them from one FL house to another.

Like it was growing in the air. = having off a cabinet door

Like it was growing in the air. = having off a cabinet door

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Toward the End of March, Our Favorite Son – in law or otherwise – came to visit.  Scott Nordstrom has always been consistently kind to both John and myself.  He always calls to thank us for gifts or remembrances and he took the time out of his very busy schedule to come visit us when he was in FL on business.  In less than 24 hours we had a marvelous visit, touring the island, sharing meals, yakking around the campfire and finishing it off with a morning visit to SHELLMOUND where the white pelicans gave us quite a show and the tide was very much out.  Stunning – all the way around.

John and Scott Nordstrom

John and Scott Nordstrom

Daisy curling up with Scott

Daisy curling up with Scott

Some people don’t like that I say he is our favorite – but the fact remains he is because of how he treats us – and that’s deserving of a high distinction.  Otherwise, it would be like raising children now a days where everyone gets a trophy for doing nothing.

Shellmound Morning

Shellmound Morning

Pelicans at Shellmound Marsh

Pelicans at Shellmound Marsh

Love this boat - is it the color?

Love this boat – is it the color?

I have another month of work ahead of me – two weeks to the festival and another two weeks of wrap up and report writing – before we go to Ft Lauderdale for the wedding of Matt Lawskowski – after which we are heading up the East Coast to Melbourne – catching their art festival – then up to Palm Coast to catch up with Greg Andriate – then back to Cedar Key until May 15 where I want to catch up on what we’ve been missing — boating & fishing primarily.

As I close this off – I’ll be promptly starting the April Edition — as it is now the 15th and the festival is done.  Sneak Preview — It was pretty darn good . . .  and I’m pretty darn exhausted. xoxo Laura

FEBRUARY – OFF TO THE RACES


Whew – whirl-winding our way through a short month makes it go all the faster.

Painting Buckets All Ready to Go at the Art Center

Painting Buckets All Ready to Go at the Art Center

I know many people feel, and dislike, the warp speed of modern living – our days whipping by, our time not our own, our moments blurring one to the next with barely a breath to appreciate.

How did it get this way? I remember hearing my parent’s friend’s converse about how “fast time goes”.  Still a little girl myself, I was anxious for those days to come upon me.  As a child, life went so slooooowly, sitting on the curb, trying to think up something to do, waiting until I turned xteen to do whatever.  Everything took soooooo long. But I don’t think my parent’s and their friends were operating at the break-neck speed our time seems to require. Is it technology driven?  Despite having more options to communicate – most seem to do less, having no time for tea, a chat, an evening together, a phone conversation, a hand written note, letter, thank you.  We just keep speeding along.

Even here, in little Cedar Key, the pace of doing can create a slippery slope of too much.

Too Much Doing.  — Never thought I’d hear myself say that – because I love doing.

However, it has become very apparent the the right kind of doing is essential for balanced maintenance.

tree in balance

tree in balance

Take Yoga, for example.  A wonderful woman named Kathy conducts free yoga classes on the island. They are wonderful. They have a devoted following.  I wanted to be part of that following but the Festival work truly sucks up all my time.  I can’t seem to break away at 2 for 2 hours (yoga is an hour and 15 – but on CK – the pop-up conversations extend the time commitment.  The last time I went was in late January – I know because when I decided to pop in again last week, I discovered a folder in my yoga bag with some important papers that had gone missing. Fortunately it all worked out fine – but it was a good reminder to keep a balanced doing – and I’m happy to report we’ve “done” a few fun things over the past month.

SEAHORSE ISLAND TOUR

The first weekend of Feb we toured Seahorse Key = a gorgeous island off Cedar Key with a LightHouse. It only open 2x’s a year – because it is a bird rookery – where the sea birds nest undisturbed – and the cottonmouth snakes lie beneath their nests, feasting on the fish that gets dropped – while keeping away the rats and racoons who would raid those nests, if they had a chance.  They say there are nearly a 1000 snakes on that island. We saw not a one. (However, I did nearly step on one during our walk in the scrub one day — and I’m told I made quite a LEAP over it.  Both the snake and I were terrified)

Seahorse Island Light House

Seahorse Island Light House

Up the tower steps

Up the tower steps

One Way

One Way

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Classic

Classic

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cacti growing in the chiminey

cacti growing in the chiminey

Lemon Trees on the Island were FULL and we were welcome to pick

Lemon Trees on the Island were FULL and we were welcome to pick

Finally met up with Captain LLOYD at the Island!

Finally met up with Captain LLOYD at the Island!

Jeff's Happy at the Top

Jeff’s Happy at the Top

top view

top view

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ART OPENING – MOSAICS

That same day we also popped into the opening reception for the Art Center’s monthly exhibit – this time featuring  Mosaics . OH, WOW.  beautiful and  stunning work. I had no idea mosaics could be so painterly.  We scored the mosaic that is the FESTIVAL DESIGN selection at the art auction last month.  Now I see more work that makes my heart pitta-pat.

Winning Mosaic!

Winning Mosaic!

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SARAHS CLOTHING

Also on exhibit was Sarah’s Clothing Art. Sarah is a full time resident who loves to create with fabric.  She works part time at the consignment shop and has first pick of the cool stuff – that she then reworks into even more cooler stuff.  I felt MORE WOW! She epitomizes the spirit of “Gotta keep creating to have a happy life”.

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AIRPORT

While at SEAHORSE ISLAND, we met a couple who were oddly dressed for the island trip: big leather handbag, italian loafers, but we got to talking with them and discovered they had just flown in from the PALM COAST in their two-seater CHINESE WAR PLANE.  They were with 5 other planes and would be taking off on Sunday – flying in formation around the island before heading back for home.  Sunday morning, I suggested we go over to the airport and check out the planes and I’m glad I called it when I did because when we arrived, they were all getting ready to take off.  1950’s Chinese War Planes – 2 seaters – circa the Korean War – very interesting and they they took off, giving us a great air show as they fell into formation and circled around Cedar Key several times before flying off.

Our friend Martin told me he saw one of them earlier in the morning, who had left before the rest of the group, as he flew by his house.  But then the pilot circled back after he saw Martin’s HUGE American flag – the one he got from a battleship (sorry, I forget which one) he’d been stationed on. The flag, which Martin only flies on Sundays and Holidays – caused the pilot to swing back around, maneuvering his plane to cause the flag to “dip”.   A way of showing R-E-S-P-E-C-T  …. Tell you what it means to me …..

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TIKI BAR COCKTAILS

After nearly two months here, we finally got to the cool, funky, handbuilt out of lumber and old bottles TIKI BAR – which is attached to the Low Key Motel, where the best sunsets are caught.  They now have a full liquor license and made some nice martinis to go along with the sunset.

 

STARGAZING HAYRIDE

We also enjoyed a “Hayride” though the scrub for a star gazing tour.  There is an annual, weeklong event where serious stargazers gather in Cedar Key and part of their program includes a ride through the scrub with a star expert and a naturalist.  Although it was a cloudy night – and there was no hay (only molded plastic boxes), the clouds parted, we saw stars and had a good time.  Nice to get out into the wilds at night yet still feel safe.

We also went to the Valentines Dance on the 14th , followed by an impromtu dinner at our house  on Friday the 14th with Lonna & Martin and Linda and Chris Reynolds, followed by a date to the BLACK DOG CAFE for dancing at the 3rd year anniversary (John and Linda made a hit on the dance floor!) followed by a peek at model T fords from a group that came to town, followed by a big blow up between John and me – we were very raw and tired out from all and everything – but we worked it out – and it was a good stress relief!

“WAY DOWN UPON THE SUAWNEE RIVER, FAR FAR FROM HOME”

Getting out onto the water is what it’s all about here for us.  So when Bill Roberts suggested we cruise down the Suawnee River – having lunch in the town of Salt Creek at the mouth of the Suawnee – there was nothing to say or do but GO!

So Jeff and Suzanne Krieble joined us on that wide, wild river.  We saw one small alligator.  That kind of put a damper on it for me — all that wonderful water but no swimming??!!  Someone later said the alligators don’t bother you but I’m not sure I want to find out, personally. We were also told that GIANT STURGEON is the real hazard in the Suawnee.  They pop up and out and have caused many a boating accident and even death – because they are huge and come flying out of the water, knocking people out.  Didn’t see any but would love to catch one.  Have you ever heard John Matson’s story on catching a sturgeon in the Canadian wilds? That’s a good one – ask him!

Captain Bill Roberts

Captain Bill Roberts

Suzanne

Suzanne

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Suawnee Area

Suawnee Area

sights along the water

sights along the water

SLIDE into Alligator water

SLIDE into Alligator water

Suawnee Man

Suawnee Man

TENT TIME

Last year we were given a great pop up tent by my brother John and sister-in-law, Lisa. While my John resisted it for a while, once it was up, he was delighted having a tent over his outdoor office table.  But it got crushed in a pop up storm (remember that from last year’s blog? The very night of a big party we were deluged by sudden rain and wind – ripping apart our backyard set up and then disappearing just as quickly – leaving us to reset up and enjoy the evening)

Anywho … so we (I) researched tents whenever I could squeeze it in – finally settling on one that balanced cost and strength.

Now my husband is the most brilliant strategist and thinker I’ve ever met. But as an engineer – not so much.  So I was delighted when Jeff volunteered to help.  Whew – a good way to avoid marital squabbles. The Kernel (as I call him – completely spelling it wrong on purpose), came over with his ever-present cigar and took charge – in such a nice way – and up the new tent went – taller than last years, with screens and RED!  The Kernel likes to call it the party whore house.  But I want to tell you all the ladies love the color, so there you have it.  We are up and ready for the month of March when three sets of friends are swooping in for a CK visit.

Jeff and John (Kernel & Thatch)

Jeff and John (Kernel & Thatch)

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BOAT BUILDING

The Kernel likes to call John “Thatch” …. short for “Mr. Thatcher” as he is always having to accommodate his life to my work schedule.  One of the things he is doing is actually building a model of a boat he admires.  Billy Mac gave him that model kit year ago and I gave John grief for bringing it down, sure it would sit around here as it had in New Hope. But he is proving me wrong – albeit cursing the directions at the same time – an building this thing.  It may be tossed in the ocean at the end – but I’m proud his is “getting it “done”

Da Boat!

Da Boat!

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taking a break

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“YOU SAY ITS YOUR BIRTHDAY”

Feb 19 is my day to reflect – and on this year, my 58th, I feel a bit sanguine.  Due to some shows we’ve been watching and some books I’ve been reading,  it is front and center how my personal if isn’t what one would call “significant”  That’s the term a woman on HOUSE OF CARDS used to describe her ambition.

Don’t take me wrong – I don’t feel my life has been insignificant.  I can feel its value, created by caring about life, people and an authentic journey that still has me feeling whole and true. A far, far better feeling than I witness in those (on TV and real life) who squander their own integrity to “get ahead” to become “significant” or “powerful” or rich at any cost.

In the world I live in, I am not a “player” – by choice.  Somehow, I recognized that many of the superior things one can achieve in life come at a cost to one’s very soul – and that was not my goal this time around.  I have never been one who strives to be a politician or kingpin who use power OVER others, to gain control.  Yet that is what seems necessary to get celebrated in life.  Those people — who hoist power over others, to have their own way,  rather than sharing power with others for mutual benefit — seem to get all the attention.  While all around I see many more people who live life true and quietly and honestly – and uncelebrated.  I’ve never wanted fame – but I do hope I will yet have the opportunity to bring attention to the heart-centered life, rather than the head-centered ego-busting-BS that gets passed off as “success”. That is my wish for this Birthday.

We celebrated quietly – starting off with a lovely painted sign waiting for me when I opened the back door. Sweet Johnny.

And a nice coconut cake, my favorite

And a shopping trip to Gainesville where John kept getting me to try on clothes (which I hate to do) but he is so good at picking them out!

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WOK THIS WAY

One of the downsides of WORKING the Art Festival is the inability to enjoy our Cowboy Cooker. Making a fire to cook dinner outside is just too time consuming in the schedule right now – but the other day, I stopped by the local RV and picked up some wood so I could make dinner in the new WOK that Larry had made for me.   It felt so good to build the fire and prep the food and wok it into deliciousness.  It was what I was missing in our Cedar Key life and it felt so good to be back at it.

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Cocktails and Dinner continue to be a very important part of our day – and we make delicious ones nearly every night.  But it is the reason why I get up so early to get things done …. so when the day’s done, John and I can settle in with each other over drinks and a good meal.

Hamsteak dressed up with Blue Moon Acres Micro Greens!!

Hamsteak dressed up with Blue Moon Acres Micro Greens!!

SUDDEN STORM

On Tuesday morning (feb 26) I heard rumbling around 6am and rose – to increasing winds sheers that eventually burst into a drenching storm – cracking off tree limbs and crushing a dock and generally reeking havoc.  I watched our tent sway – but fortunately it was not in the path of the crushing whip of very bad weather that cruised past the front of our house.  The tent stayed strong as the puddles piled up.

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drenching!

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Afterwards, I walked Daisy and took some shotsGEDSC DIGITAL CAMERA

— glad to share with you the Osprey fledglings who are making such a noise these last few days as they test out their prowess in the sky.

split cedar (smelled so nice)

split cedar (smelled so nice)

Also a shot of the WIKI boat around the corner from us.  I just love the look of this boat – a cross between the African Queen and My Little Tug Boat.GEDSC DIGITAL CAMERA

It’s off to March now — MARCH FORTH! – where we will have John Pascoe and Cindy Matossian & George Saunders and son-in-law Scott stopping by for a visit … as the days speed toward the April Festival!

Hope spring tickles you all soon.  Happy to have you in our lives.

xo  Laura & John & Daisy.

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