thursdays

thursdays never had so much meaning for me before, but now i know that there is a day for me out there somewhere... a bargain in disguise.

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my only encounter with creatures of cute this past week was with slowly friendly "gracie", a resident of northern virginia, and her friend Scott who delights in antagonizing helpless individuals...... especially the ancient inhabitants of this fair planet celebrating birthdays.

more, simply more

i didn't think i had a handy counter-cute this week, so i surreptitiously slipped in a substitute, but found an interesting addition. this fin or finback whale (greyhound of the deep) and calf became the game partners of those two rowers nearing the golden gate bridge. they reported that these fast whales would charge directly to the side of the boat and at the last minute swim underneath or turn to splash the crew. the magic of the ocean must be mesmerizing to someone who has rowed over 6,000 miles in six months..if the bridge is red why do they call it the "golden gate"? it would probably look golden to me too if i was rowing/paddling under it... i wish i could be standing on it when "Bojangles" passes under!

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since i'm headed to DC to assemble our family (beats having them come here to see me in a box) i thought i'd still include an early counter-cute, even if it's not so cute as funny. monday/tuesday nights are time for "dancing with the stars" and us wantabes sit with great anticipation of that day when they call to ask us to fill in for someone sick or injured... já, right - sure... this night i think was 'disco samba' without partners... just keep stayin´ alive..

Light at the end of the tunnel

last night, while paddling west on calm water, i was treated to rare reflections at sunset and a rare fall day on red rock..... a far cry from ocean rowers Chris Martin and Mick Dawson nearing completion of a journey across the north pacific (http://www.goldengateendeavour.com/) . i am so inspired by feats of such bravado and physical impossibility. our potential is so much greater than our imaginations.

icelandic treats

finishing up using pics from island i couldn´t help but include some of the scrumptious treats offered for tea time and dessert. having a budding gourmet in the family leaves a bit of pressure to sample those offered.

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max has been patiently waiting for his turn at the counter-cute and still sits by the door at the northern light inn in ísland. his penetrating gaze checks to see who has snacks and who will let him out the entrance to check on the weather. it´s almost always hvass and intermittently rígning.