Weekly Photo Challenge: Quest


Off of Fox Island, Resurrection Bay, Seward, Alaska

While looking seemingly calm in the waters rounding Fox Island in Resurrection Bay— the paddle back was less so. It was one of the only two brilliantly blue and sunny days during our vacation in Alaska, which was quite delicious to us as we were having a wickedly hot summer back East.

The paddle out and around to the Sandspit Point Marine Park was fairly easy, but as soon as we crossed Eldorado Narrows where the inlet waters come rushing in, the paddle became a bit more challenging as the tide and the breeze were working against us.

We did a quick loop of some smaller coves around Resurrection Peninsula, and then moored our boats at the spit for a twenty minute respite. At this time, my forearms felt a tad tight. After becoming reenergized with a light snack and water and a stretch of our legs and some quick photos, we headed back to calm Sunny Cove of Fox Island.

Once away from the spit, the tide was pushing us towards Seward, but we wanted to paddle left and then into the opposite direction of the tide; herein lay the challenge.  By now, my forearms were burning as I tried to do my part in our QUEST to reach shore, but the best I could do was dip my paddle in every so often—I must have certainly looked the pathetic creature as I left Dapper G to do all the hard work!

We finally rounded the bend into the cove and dock, so I tried desperately to muster my best to help Dapper G bring us into shore.

Boy, was I exhausted! I was actually questioning my ability to exit the kayak, walk up the small, stony incline to solid ground while carrying the paddles back to the shed and finally to a most welcoming bench. While the thought did cross my mind, crawling in front of the young and vibrant Belgian fellow paddlers was out of the question!

Funny, though, how the beauty, splendor, and quiet of the wilderness surrounding our journey outweighed my quivering arms and fatigued body.

Daily Gratitude: donating supplies to my former school; working with middle-schoolers; receiving a cheery, “No, thank you!” when I asked if a woman with a walker needed assistance

Quote of the Day: Say it, reader. Say the word “quest” out loud. It is an extraordinary word, isn’t it? So small and yet so full of wonder, so full of hope.          ~Kate DiCamillo

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Weekly Photo Challenge: Edge


Me walking towards the edge.

Daily Gratitude: asked to be a guest speaker in an awesome teacher’s STEAM classroom; Dapper G cooking dinner; a lie down in the afternoon

Quote of the Day: I want to stand as close to the edge without going over. Out on the edge you see all kinds of things you can’t see from the center.      ~Kurt Vonnegut

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Weekly Photo Challenge: Frame



Daily Gratitude:  finding more ripe tomatoes on the vine; coffee by the bay; a sweet note from my aunt

Quote of the Day: I can find no more comfortable frame of mind for the conduct of life than a humorous resignation.                           ~W. Somerset Maugham

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Weekly Photo Challenge: Rare


Resurrection Bay, Seward

Disturbing kittiwakes just enough, causing them to take to the sky just above the heads of juvenile Steller sea lions AND catching it on my camera!

Daily Gratitude: low humidity; getting everything for my Mom’s 90th surprise birthday luncheon ready; tomatoes big and small

Quote of the Day: (so worth the read–it’s how one feels in Spring!)

What Is So Rare As A Day in June

AND what is so rare as a day in June?
Then, if ever, come perfect days;
Then Heaven tries earth if it be in tune,
And over it softly her warm ear lays;
Whether we look, or whether we listen,
We hear life murmur, or see it glisten;
Every clod feels a stir of might,
An instinct within it that reaches and towers,
And, groping blindly above it for light,
Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers;
The flush of life may well be seen
Thrilling back over hills and valleys;
The cowslip startles in meadows green,
The buttercup catches the sun in its chalice,
And there’s never a leaf nor a blade too mean
To be some happy creature’s palace;
The little bird sits at his door in the sun,
Atilt like a blossom among the leaves,
And lets his illumined being o’errun
With the deluge of summer it receives;
His mate feels the eggs beneath her wings,
And the heart in her dumb breast flutters and sings;
He sings to the wide world, and she to her nest,-
In the nice ear of Nature which song is the best?
Now is the high-tide of the year,
And whatever of life hath ebbed away
Comes flooding back with a ripply cheer,
Into every bare inlet and creek and bay;
Now the heart is so full that a drop overfills it,
We are happy now because God wills it;
No matter how barren the past may have been,
‘Tis enough for us now that the leaves are green;
We sit in the warm shade and feel right well
How the sap creeps up and the blossoms swell;
We may shut our eyes but we cannot help knowing
That skies are clear and grass is growing;
The breeze comes whispering in our ear,
That dandelions are blossoming near,
That maize has sprouted, that streams are flowing,
That the river is bluer than the sky,
That the robin is plastering his house hard by;
And if the breeze kept the good news back,
For our couriers we should not lack;
We could guess it all by yon heifer’s lowing,-
And hark! How clear bold chanticleer,
Warmed with the new wine of the year,
Tells all in his lusty crowing!
Joy comes, grief goes, we know not how;
Everything is happy now,
Everything is upward striving;
‘Tis as easy now for the heart to be true
As for grass to be green or skies to be blue,-
‘Tis for the natural way of living:
Who knows whither the clouds have fled?
In the unscarred heaven they leave not wake,
And the eyes forget the tears they have shed,
The heart forgets its sorrow and ache;
The soul partakes the season’s youth,
And the sulphurous rifts of passion and woe
Lie deep ‘neath a silence pure and smooth,
Like burnt-out craters healed with snow.

~James Russell Lowell

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Weekly Photo Challenge: Fun!



Seward, Alaska

Hers: Commercial Fishing Turning NICE guys into ASSHOLES.

His: Bering Sea Fisherman, 2015, SECOND TO NONE

So what else is new? She says, “Tomahto.” He says, “Tomato.”

Daily Gratitude: getting a bag full of Jersey tomatoes from a neighbor; looking through our recent Alaska trip photos; settling down for a time-zone adjusting nap!

Quote of the Day: Creativity is intelligence having fun.     ~Albert Einstein

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Weekly Photo Challenge:


Finding bees of any kind atop the flowers in my garden often feels like having a Cherry On Top.

Daily Gratitude: spending the morning canning pickles and relish; date night with Dapper; biting into a juicy peach that I picked off the tree

Quote of the Day: I am not plain, or average—or God forbid—vanilla. I am peanut butter rocky road with multi-colored sprinkles, hot fudge and a Cherry On Top.   ~Wendy Mass

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Weekly Photo Challenge: Details


Birds nests never cease to amaze me. How perfectly coiled this one was; how many different strands of cotton and yarn are woven into it. It’s a shame that Dapper didn’t know it was on the boat before he moved it to the marina leaving a poor mother frantic looking for her egg. 

Daily Gratitude: finishing my mosaic table top; hearing baby Robins; a cool drink of water

Quote of the Day: Imagine what seven billion humans could do if we all loved and respected each another. ~A. D. Williams

Just imagine that.

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