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HTT from my girl with indomitable optimism. Loving life. Loving Gumbo. Repeatedly getting gummed, but always returning for just one more shot at receiving even a small bit of Gumbo's affection. Gummed again. Even drenched, but her joy and optimism continue to flow.
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These poor daffodils. So keen to see the sunlight. Mild weather happens most of winter before unexpected snow buggers up their plans. Oh well
I look at the world through Rose-Coloured Glasses :-)
Queensland, Australia.
People Who Wear Rose-Colored Glasses See More, Study Shows
June 6, 2009 — A University of Toronto study provides the first direct evidence that our mood literally changes the way our visual system filters our perceptual experience suggesting that seeing the world through rose-coloured glasses is more biological reality than metaphor.
“Good and bad moods literally change the way our visual cortex operates and how we see,”…
sciencedaily.com/releases/2009/06/090603103807.htm
#113/113 in group 113 pictures in 2013 , the topic is Future.
The village of La Alberca is nestled in the northern slopes of la Sierra de Francia, close to the border with Portugal. This terrain is called the Dehesa, a remnant of the original forests that once covered Europe.
The La Alberca that Ruth and I experienced back in the 1960's was a primitive place: the roads reflected the ravages of time, cobble stones were loose or missing in the plaza mayor with its simple granite cross. The traditional houses surrounding the square were made of granite, stone and wooden beams, many with three floors, each with a different function. A "burro" or two wandered through the square when we were there, and then there was a privileged pig who trotted the alleyways of the village.
I learned that each year on June 13th, the feast day of Santo Antonio, the villagers dedicated one piglet to their favorite saint, and released it into the streets to wander where it may. The pig was nurtured by all until the next January when it was sacrificed at the matanza.
As you can imagine, it did not take much effort for Ruth and me to imagine ourselves in medieval times, hundreds of years in the past. But before we romanticized too much, we realized that the rustic touches of their local way of life were not the choice of the villagers, or to entertain tourists, they were the result of poverty (...).
That La Alberca was a living functioning town when we visited was a tribute to the resilience of the Spanish people. I found it beautifully expressed by the villagers who, despite their hard life, took time to adorn with flowers the large wooden balconies of their ancient houses.
When Ruth and I returned to La Alberca 10 years later, in the 1970's, we could see the first hints of what prosperity could bring. There in the town plaza we saw piles of new cobblestones, with workmen artfully laying them, one by one, by hand. The aura of the town was one of optimism a time of rebuilding. The town had been declared a National Heritage site, and tourism was beginning to bring a new face to the town.
With my sons Tim and Jonathan, I returned to La Alberca in 2005.
I decided to return to the old Plaza Mayor, to see what had happened to it over the ensuing years since my first visit. I found that the cobblestones were neatly laid out and in good repair. The 12th Century granite cross was still at the center. Tourists were mingling with the townspeople at the local cafes. The houses flanking the square were beautifully restored. There were no animals sheltered on the ground floor of the dwellings.
"This is quite a change", I thought to myself. Then, at that moment, I saw a priest, with two altar boys piously making their way across the ancient plaza to the parish church, behind a raised processional cross. As the three disappeared from sight, a mule meandered by. On his back was a bundle of golden straw. It could have been hundreds of years ago.
Much has transpired since the Civil War of 1936, nevertheless when I see family working together for generations, the rural way of life, the Church to me this is the essence of traditional Spain. I feel no regrets. The traditional Spain we have loved in the past is alive and well in our modern times.
Don Harris
The Heart of Spain
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Beaumaris pier just before dawn.
I am optimistic there may be some decent light this week. But this morning has brought much grey cloud ...
Church Street Marketplace, Burlington, Vermont USA • An adorable gaggle of preschoolers, rest, out of the rain.
☞ Part of a series of photos documenting my new home & neighborhood, in the heart of Vermont's largest town: Burlington 05401. • After almost a dozen years in rural Cornwall, 40 miles to the south, I have moved to one of the true outposts of optimism, on the eastern shore of Lake Champlain (the former 6th Great Lake).
Old Havana, Cuba
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Day 201
28th February
Had a lovely evening yesterday, Mum and I went for a spa evening at the Nirvana Spa in Berkshire, it was a birthday present albeit it a belated one as my birthday was in August! It was lovely, had a salt water flotation treatment & then spent several hours swimming and relaxing in steam room/sauna and reading with a drink. Bliss, pure relaxation.
Today its another horrible day for weather, bucketing it down on and off all day. I managed to get out this afternoon into the garden and I managed to get this shot of my Dad's lovely snowdrops. I was quite pleased with how they came out with the 50mm lens!
March tomorrow so hopefully spring is on its way now...
Relay for Life of Alameda, June 21,2014
Cancer survivor Lorann Snow participates in Opening Ceremony Yoga. I was impressed with her optimism and strength.
L to R, Jennifer Ashworth as Cunegonde (double cast with Amy Foote), Baker Peeples as Voltaire, Rick Williams as Pangloss and Sam Faustine as Candide. Photo by David Allen, 2014
This was in the St James Barton underpass, where graf gets cleaned off very quickly, so this was the most ephemeral of poems. It reminds me of Frank in Kim Stanley Robinson's 'Science in the Capital' trilogy.
"When I wish I was dead -
and I hate my friends
I must repeat this till
the end
I still have a home
even if my
home's a VAN!"
Yellow and white dahlias symbolize joy, purity, and new beginnings—blending the cheerful energy of yellow with the serene grace of white. They’re often used to express gratitude, optimism, and heartfelt appreciation.
🌼 Meaning and Symbolism
• Yellow Dahlias represent happiness, friendship, and positivity. They’re ideal for celebrations, thank-you gifts, or cheering someone up.
• White Dahlias symbolize purity, focus, and fresh starts. They’re popular in weddings and spiritual ceremonies, often linked to clarity and renewal.
• Together, yellow and white dahlias evoke a message of joyful transformation—perfect for marking milestones like graduations, new jobs, or personal growth.
Spiritual Significance
• Solar Plexus Chakra: Yellow dahlias are associated with this energy center, which governs confidence and personal power. They’re believed to promote clarity and emotional strength.
• Balance and Harmony: The white tones add a calming influence, making the combination ideal for meditation spaces, healing gardens, or mindful bouquets.
️ Visual Inspiration
These dahlias often feature creamy white petals tipped with soft yellow, or bold yellow blooms with white centers. Varieties like Seattle, Polka, and Tapioca showcase this palette beautifully.
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~Sonja