Turned 47 a couple days ago...the day before, when I'd normally be doing something to celebrate my last day of the current age, I was sick n half sleeping all day - some kind of 1 day bug...such is life. Didn't seem to stop me from still feeling that Life is Good.
That evening I started getting Happy Birthday wishes as Facebook told people on the other side of the world that it was June 17th, Finola's Birthday today! Yes, Life is Good.
The morning of my birthday my alarm ripped me from my sleep at 5:30 am...I had a 6am appointment: Cake and non-alcoholic champagne is the tradition for breakfast at our house, so I had to get up there on time, cos I knew they'd be waiting...
|Moon setting about 5:45am June 17th|
|Sun Rising about 5:55am June 17th|
6pm that evening I started a lovely evening with friends, a few were missing, but still, it was good - balmy and beautiful on the boardwalk at the marina, plenty 'ol' talk'...took the whole next day to recover from just 2 1/2 margueritas and still felt Life is Good.
|Sunset at the Marina, June 17th 6:30ish|
I've always loved swimming in the rain...so I put on my swimsuit, waited for the downpour to ease, got in the car and drove to Pigeon Point. I was the only person there - aside from the Security at the Landings - a welcome safe feeling. The water was just warm enough, crystal clear - I could easily pick out shells and sea glass from the sand below me. Soon enough I had a half a dozen little sand-coloured fish swimming around my ankles looking up expectantly to see if I'd feed them I guess. I love when that happens...Life sure is Good.
|Deserted but beautiful even in the rain|
|Beauty Persists, the lovely little Flambouyant tree|
Life is what you make it. Life is Good.