My offerings today are close-ups captured
with either my Panasonic Lumix or iPhone.
Wishing everyone safe harbor, as we navigate onward. Mask-up and stay safe.š¾
There is something in me longing to no longer feel compelled to express my dismay and disgust with the current US President. I have held it in four years. Soon, it will fade. Not soon enough, but soon.
Ā©Lindy Low Le Coq - 1/14/2020 ~ Sore Loser āā¦a sore loser never goes down well in the history books.ā Neil Katyal We have been patient we waited our turn during four years of fractious ruleĀ until the 2020 presidential election. We stayed patient, waited hours in lines to cast our votesĀ to end his tenure. We knew he would tantrum kick up a fuss, blame othersĀ and lie when he lost.Ā We knew he would not go easy. We knew he pandered to the base - his amalgamation of worshipers; white supremacists, rogue evangelicals, conspiracy theorists - consumers of his lies. We were warned by his threats, his behavior, by his very nature, this man who claimed to always win would be a damn sore loser.Ā We could foretell his messy end from daily disasters he created the past four years. It comes as no surprise his followers obeyed orders to deny, disguise and desecrate.Ā We have been patient, we have waited for this moment when a person true to the rule of law will become our next president. The lie machine will hang aroundĀ believers will stay by his side as he licks his wounded ego. He/they will not go away. We can chose to ignore him,Ā to withhold attention that excites fantasies which will swirl within him until the day he dies.
For the past three years I have made every effort to express my social opinions in other arenas, as I know not all my followers see things as I do. However, after the events at my nation’s capital January 6, 2021, I am compelled to offer my poetic take. Those who do not like political opinions – you have been duly warned!
Once again, history swirls in the winds of today,
as a mob of white supremacists
feeding on the ego of their Svengali,
churned by his propaganda
invade the United States Congress:
violate her decorum
defile decency
disgrace their country.
Once again, I watch as untethered terrorists
clothed in ragged flags of the confederacy,
wrapped in the name of a mobster feigning to be president,
ostensibly in the name of personal freedom,
breach the bounds of propriety:
trample our constitution
vow loyalty to one man - their absolute ruler -
"Fight for Trump! We love Trump!"
Once again, I am appalled and sickened as this demagogue
wheedles, flatters and beguiles his followers;
"We will never give up. We will never concede."
"You're stronger, you're smarter...you're the real people."
"Today is not the end. It's just the beginning."
"...we're going to walk down to the capital...
and I'll be there with you...
to cheer on our brave senators...to take back our country."
Once again, witnessing social madness unfurl on a flat screen,
I affirm to myself - this is not my America -
not the United States of America I grew up pledging allegiance to.
As chaos at the Capital is contained and order restored,
as leaders press to finish the business of our nation tonight,
I pray we can contain the madman
at the helm for yet another thirteen days
I pray we will restore order and decency to our nation.
Ā©Lindy Low Le Coq, January 6, 2021Ā
Wishing everyone safeĀ harbor, as we navigate onward. Mask-up and stay safe.š¾
In mid-March, Creighton, Jello and I were enjoying time at our condominium at the Breakers in Long Beach, when Washington Governor Inslee, issued a stay in place decree. We compared the coronavirus case-count/death-count for Clark County (145/8) and Pacific County (0/0) and decided to stay right where we were.
While the weeks and months spun out, we felt blessed to be in this beautiful wide open expanse of marshes, dunes and beach. Winter faded to spring, bringing a wide array of migrating and nesting birds to the area.
Walking to the beach and along the shorelines every day, I had many opportunities to photograph resident Bald Eagles. On rainy days I only had my iPhone camera, yet even with it I was able to get shots I liked.
On Memorial Day weekend, Pacific County was approved to open at phase two, and we headed back to Vancouver for the summer. In September, we returned to the Peninsula for extended stays and continue to do so to the present.
Creighton, Jello and I wish you all good health and a year of hope and joy in 2021.
Wishing everyone safe harbor, as we navigate onward. Mask-up and stay safe.š¾
Wishing everyone safeĀ harbor, as we navigate onward. Mask-up and stay safe.š¾
The iconic Santa Clause of my youth was captured in the Coca Cola advertisements that were always full page color, inside the back cover of Time & Life magazines. *”…he was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf….”
My mother gave me the Santa in the photo above in 1972. It is my most treasured Christmas decoration. She never would buy frivolous things like this for herself, yet she loved them, and she knew I did too. When I remove it from the original box, tears well. I kiss it, remember Mom, and put this Santa in a place of distinction.
The rustic carved wood Santa above, a gift from my hubby, gave me courage to try my hand at carving wood elves. The two I carved, below, were influenced by our visit to France (notice the nose!).
Over the years I’ve come to see many representations of Santa Claus/St. Nicholas from different cultures, and love them all; tall and skinny, short and round, woodsmen, monks, all elves with one goal – spread joy at the darkest time of the year.
*”As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly, when they meet with an obstacle mount to the sky, so up to the housetop the coursers they flew, with a sleigh full of toys and St. Nicholas too.”
Sending greeting of glad tidings and the hope for joy in the future. Here in the USA, my friends and I are breathing a sigh of relief that 2020 is nearly behind us, and we keep faith that our new President and administration will help our nation heal, as we move into 2021.
*A Visit from St. Nicholas, Clement C. Moore
Wishing everyone safeĀ harbor, as we navigate onward. Mask-up and stay safe.š¾
It has rained non-stop today, so we are staying inside where it is warm and comfy this afternoon. There will be no viewing the “Christmas Star” for us!
Wishing everyone safeĀ harbor, as we navigate uncharted waters.š¾
Precious moments are those with family and friends, almost always beginning with hugs and ending with more hugs. Oh, how I miss that closeness! Family and friends are what make us who we are today.
Creighton and I with Jocelyn 2016, at Priest Lake, ID
Neighborhood Holiday Nosh at our home 2018.
Micah (grand-nephew), Lori (sister), and Molly (niece) at Long Beach 2017.
Diana (sister) and I, visiting our cousins, David and Duncan at Priest Lake, ID 2018.
Family birthday party at our home, 2019. Justin (grand-nephew), Jello, Marie (niece), Lori (sister) and Lynn (niece).
“When you hold your family tight around you, you’ll never be truly alone.” – Jennifer BettsĀ
Thank you to Amy for sending me on a trip down memory lane when hugging was allowed! https://shareandconnect.wordpress.com/2020/12/12/76171/
