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I walked 8 miles today. It was a beautiful morning, the weather was pleasant and I headed toward the harbor. I have been trying to push myself walking a little further each day, whether this is a good thing or not, I don't know. But it seems to be working for me. On the days I walk, I seem to feel better and my attitude more positive. As soon as I started moving and looking for something to photograph, I began to feel lighter. I weaved through the neighborhood along the way, I love looking at the houses.
Introspective, self evaluating and looking back often happens while I'm walking. The last 5 years has been the biggest learning experience in my life. I'm learning about me and trying to figure out how to head into the next chapter of my life. I've learned about friendship, gratitude and faith. Courage has been a part of life whether I wanted it to be or not. Hope is what continues to keep me moving. Gratitude sustains me.
The people who came into Phil's and my life taught me about love, helping others and they helped me to help myself. What better gift than that?
and Phil was a treasure.....he was the love of my life and what he gave me was love.
He loved me for me.......Big gratitude for that in my life.
By the Tin Cannery.
A quick trip through Cannery Row.
I spotted a mushroom along the coastal trail and as soon as I arrived at Fisherman's Wharf 2, I spotted an Osprey in a mast.
The reason I was on the wharf was to check out the sea lions, there were many today. I watched them for a minute, they seemed tired today, just floating.
The marine layer was covering the hills.
Back to look at the sea lions one more time.
Off to El Estero Park, I walked around the lake looking for birds and enjoying the trees.
Then off to the Community College, I walked all over the campus. It is wooded and there was no one around, I just flowed and enjoyed the quiet.
Back around the lake and into Monterey.
A stop at the Custom House Garden.
Back along the ocean to look at the Harbor Seals and birds.
Weaving through the neighborhoods to get back home.
For Phil
Not a minute goes by that I'm not thinking of you.
I'm sorry that you had to go through the pain.
I'm happy that we got to spend those precious moments together.
I will always miss you.
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