Friday, July 25, 2008

Dog Island, Post One

I am here. On the island.
Ten trips up the rickety stairs with Rubbermaid bins and ice chests filled with all the stuff I think I'll need or want for this week by myself and everything put away and a storm passing to the west of me and trying to remember grace and hoping I packed a sense of humor along with the eight books, four magazines, new picture of the Virgin of Guadalupe, salmon, vegetables, chocolate, cake, rum, beer, water, pillows, and extra pair of flip flops.
The tide is rising.
I am hoping for enlightenment, or at least a bit of lightening.
Not too much. Just enough to enlighten the sky, excite my heart, bring on the rain.

11 comments:

  1. That sounds so good and refreshing right now. Wish I were there.

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  2. Wow, an entire week alone on an island! I've never done anything like that! It sounds exciting!

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  3. Solidarity, along with magazines and books, cake, no obligations, warm sand, the GULF OF MEXICO! with definite possibilities of seeing dolphins sounds like a dream week to me. Soak it all in and taste every single morsel of this experience.

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  4. This sounds like a perfect retreat.
    I'm sure you will find some enlightenment....and maybe even some lightning!
    I lived on a small island off the west coast for eight years and the sense of peace that fills you as you watch waves is incomparable.
    Namaste, beautiful lady!

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  5. Oh, y'all. Thank you so much.
    I'll be letting you know how it goes. Right now I'm sort of wondering why I left my beautiful family and my beautiful home under the oak trees.
    Isn't that the way?
    But I can hear the waves patting the shore and I am pretty sure that tomorrow I'll be so glad to be here.

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  6. How exciting! Let me guess...you'll go through the rum first? ;)

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  7. Have a flamingo sunset for me dear! Love you so... xo

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  8. Oh, been there done that more times than I want to rememver! ;) I'm wondering why you left your lovely home, too. (I'm always the contrarian of any group, it seems. ;)) Anyway, you could treat yourself on your birthday by making a trip home to bake yourself a cake!! :)

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  9. I am hoping to savor the rum, Mike. Savor. Sip. Enjoy slowly. As it should be.

    Maxine- I will do that and I miss you, you know I do.

    Lopo- I have everything I need to bake a cake right here. I might, too, although I brought a piece of the cake May made me in case I just don't feel like baking.
    Options are good.

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