Cloud Nine

cloud nine

photo source: thewhyaboutthis.com

Your long fingers curl over my right hand as I watch islands of cottony white clouds drift below and above me. Forty years ago, you were off to college and I had one more year of high school. “Hey, sign my yearbook and do not scratch over your photo like you did last year,” I say. As we sit for the very last time at our lunch table, I watch your left hand scribble: Well, I have to say goodbye for a while and remember me and all of our good times. God bless, have a great summer and good luck in your senior year. Love, Dave.

As we prepare for our three-month mission trip landing, I squeeze your hand. I feel your quick reflex return the squeeze. Reaching over, I clasp your upper left arm. I laugh aloud. “What?” you grin. “For an old man,” I giggle, “you still have your high school arms of steel!”

Reunited
Amusing romp on cloud nine
Two friends share one heart

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Inspiration for Cloud Nine Ligo Haibun. This week’s challenge offered two photographs to choose from and I decided on the aerial shot. Thank you for your support and if you care to join us, please visit this Ligo Haibun link.

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Embrace Ephemeral Friendships

Today, as I looked over the WordPress 2012 yearly report as compared to my 2011 report, I noticed an interesting change. It was not the increase in posts, views, or the countries most of my readers came from, since I posted pretty much everyday during the first half of 2012, but due to outside personal demands, decreased the frequency to at least three to four times a week.

No, the interesting change came from the top commentators section…then it hit me: Most of the names changed from last year! 

Of the five from 2011, three are actively blogging and we remain in touch as time permits. Another blogger seems to have gone into semi-blogging retirement and only one has remained my top commentator in both years. 

She is a top-notch, queen of blogging, none other than, Elizabeth– Mirth and Motivation!

This is what I think.

Friendships, whether it is long-term or just for a moment, is precious.

Every moment we spend together with a friend, whether in person, a phone conversation or sharing thoughts through blog commentaries is time given to us to be grateful.

Not every friendship is capable to last, unfortunately, just one of those glitches in the circle of life, and like the dayflowers that bloom for a day; some friendships are just those…ephemeral beauties.

Embrace beautiful ephemeral friendships in deep gratitude.

To everyone who has been kind enough to subscribe, visit and chat, thank you so much. You made my 2012 the happiest ever and I cannot think of better words to leave you with than Marcel Proust’s quote:

“Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, they are the charming gardeners who make our soul blossom.”

If you are curious to see my other four top commentators for 2012, you can read my gratitude post to them here:

Group Hug

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What interesting thing did you find over at your WordPress Yearly report?

But wait…

Curtain Call: Featured Blog

long road

“No road is long with good company.”

~Turkish Proverb

Good company is always great to have on your blog journey and Implicado, shares his world through his camera. You not only learn many things about his home country, Mexico, like death and life or Bullfighting, but he is all heart.

This is my favorite Cedric @ Implicado mantra:

 “All is well, everything is working out for my highest good, and out of this situation only good will come. I am safe” 

He says he does not like cats…only this kind of Jellicle Cat.  Haha…cheers to great company and to great blog friendships!

708 Fulton Cafe

Copyright Jean L. Hays

Copyright Jean L. Hays

Every morning, Christa’s faithful six: Mr. and Mrs. Durbin, the oldest married couple in town; Rick, the recently widowed town mayor; Janice, the retired schoolteacher and freelance writers, Jeff Evans and Dawn Boyd anxiously waited for her café doors to open at seven.

The boisterous, happy conversations between them were like most mornings; as Christa served them their usual orders, she finally realized a sense of peace she never dreamed possible.

No one noticed the tall stranger as he entered.

“Hello, Christa. Did I give you permission to leave me?”

Her dishes dropped; Christa’s peace lay shattered on the ground.

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 WELCOME TO FRIDAY FICTIONEERS!

“We are a growing community of blogging writers who come together each week from all parts of the globe to share individual flash fictions from a single photo prompt. The prompt goes up early Wednesday morning to give each writer time to compose a story by Friday. Some use the photo as a mere inspiration while others use it as an illustration.”

There’s no right or wrong way.

THE CHALLENGE: Write a one hundred word story that has a beginning, middle and end.

THE KEY:Make every word count.

THE RULES:  Go to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, for all the details! —28 December 2012.

To find more wonderful contributors,  just click on blue  image below!  🙂

A Simply Charming Thank YOU!!

Hello charming Friends…today in the United States we are celebrating Thanksgiving Day!

My special thanks to all of you readers who shared precious moments with me this past year…I depend greatly on your friendship.

Thank you.

The Thanksgiving Day mantra.

Happy Thanksgiving Day.

 

Weekly Photo Challenge: Renewal

The Weekly Photo Challenge question is: What images does renewal conjure for you?

When I think of renewal, I wonder, is it possible to have a renewal of hope that exists between two people where true love blossoms and grow beautifully together, year after year,  like the way some pretty field flowers grow?

The Field Flowers

Finding a grave site memorial gave me a renewal of faith and hope that love, a lasting one between two friends, can truly exist, even in the short-term relationship society we live in today.

The Forever Couple

I wonder how special an event was this couple’s first date that eventually became the beginning of a loving friendship not even death could break.

Death leaves a heartache
No one can heal
Love leaves a memory no one can steal.

As I said goodbye to this unknown couple resting in peace, I smiled at their chosen scripture verse from 1 Corinthians 13:13…

Three things will last forever-faith, hope and love–and the greatest of these is love.

…of course, I thanked them for their inspirational life once lived and the renewal of faith, hope and love that continues on to those who find their memorial.

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Do you think Renewal can be found even after we pass on?

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Enjoy far more creative contributors for this challenge below:

A Clueless Moment…

I am totally clueless about plants and things…can someone tell me…are these cabbages or kale or neither. Edible or ornamental?

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My apologies to all who left a comment on my recent posts…I am slowly working my way to you while battling Internet glitches.

In the meantime I wanted to share these lovely autumn plants growing in a little dirt patch in town.

Oh, I’m experimenting with the quick new post feature from an iPhone since my laptop is quite sick now. If this turns out weird-looking, well, another big sorry from me.

Enjoy, my friends! 🙂