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Extremely Dangerous Cat 4 Irma Headed for Florida

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Thought I would do a Photo blog of Irma Category 5, the largest Hurricane in History to devastate the State of Florida.

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Mostly personal photos. others found on the W.W.W.

Blessings,

Cynthia

 

 

 

Hurricane Irma Cat 5

“If ever there was a storm to take seriously in the Keys, this is it”

They are calling this A Perfect Storm

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Monroe County also has issued a mandatory evacuation of all residents. It will begin at 7 p.m. on Wednesday, Sept. 6.

Everyone is rather upset that I along with many other Conch’s have decided to ride it out.

Traffic is horrendous. Gas stations over flowing and running out of gas. No bottled water in the KEYS.
Stopped at Pets market and got supplies in case Chewy can not deliver before storm.
All tourists ordered to leave our Island.
Locals Mandatory on Thursday.
I will not be a sitting duck on any bridge going out of the Keys.

I would rather be here barricaded in my castle with my animals.

I have never in 25 years evacuated.

We can only hope and pray that Mother Nature is not as mean as she is expected to be.

It is not an easy decision to make.

I have 9 birds, two cats and a hamster. We will remain together.

My daughter and her man will bunker down with me.

I am taking this very seriously.

I am also doing what my heart tells me to do.

More INFO found here:

http://thebluepaper.com/monroe-county-issue-mandatory-evacuations-visitors-residents/

Meandering’s~Take 15

“My animal teaches me how to take care of her, and she shows me how to care for myself. “

My second “I DO”

May 24 th 1997

Fort Zachery Taylor Wedding Day:

From the airplane flying over and the ring drop during vows it was an awesome day. Stevie Nicks played on my recordings for the day. Solo guitar by Clyde.

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Rest Easy Elio

Mr. Elio Rivera, 57, passed away Sunday, May 25, 2008. Mr. Rivera was born June 8, 1950, in Piñar del Rio, Cuba. He came to Key West, Fla., on Aug. 6, 1966.

God picks his most beautiful flowers in heaven, when they’re at their most beautiful in bloom on Earth.

How does my animal feel right now?

Then I notice my racing heart, my trembling hands, my shortened breath, my knotted stomach, my shaky legs, my clenched jaw…and I say, “This is no way for an animal to live.”
I ask my animal what would make her feel better.
A walk in the sunlight? A friendly voice? A treat? A nap?

My animal teaches me how to take care of her, and she shows me how to care for myself.

Read more: http://www.oprah.com/inspiration/elizabeth-gilbert-practical-ways-to-practice-self-care#ixzz4qrshvACI

Always keep looking up, well occasionally look down so you don’t trip up

For you, Phoenix, it’s never really been all about the cottage at the beach, a multimillion dollar bank account, or the adoration of fans, has it?

Okay, sure, you could roll with it…

Instead, it’s been about having a life that allows for the expression of your creativity and exchanging your rare and special gifts with the world. To be yourself, no matter the cost, laughing often, and knowing to your core the meaning of love, friendship, and hot chocolate on a freezing cold night.

Just wanted you to know that I know this about you. And I think it’s just great how you’re imagining the latter when you visualize these days.

Especially the laughter and love.

Pretty much got you pegged, huh?
The Universe

Cynthia says~ Even at times we may not feel blessed.
We truly are.
Things happen, lessons hopefully learned and wisdom gained.

The best poem for ME is:

‘I Carry Your Heart’ by EE Cummings
‘It’s you who are whatever a moon has always meant, and whatever a sun will always sing is you.’ You have a sensitive heart, which allows you to feel deeply connected, at all times, to nature and to the people you love.

In your mind, one thought leads quickly to another and another. You love drawing patterns, creating symbols, and feeling like you are part of something bigger than yourself.

More Meanderings at

https://cryominute.wordpress.com/category/lady-blue-meandering/

Until next time around

Meanderings~Take 11 Continued

Hello, thanks for stopping by Sand and Salt to check it out.

You can always find more of my Lady Blue Meanderings Here

Remember to always be Grateful

“It’s about honoring what happened,” she said. “You met a person who awoke something in you. A fire ignited. The work is to be grateful. Grateful every day that someone crossed your path and left a mark on you.”

Ceiling Fans~Clockwise warms a room; counter-clockwise cools it. (The more you know!)

THE FISH – Snowy Grouper are very similar to Black Grouper in taste, texture, and market size. they have a very pronounced flavor that is a bit more complex than Black and Scamp. They cook to a brilliant White and are very Lean and Flaky.

11:14 PM 7/25/2017

Remembering Gary

“THE KEYS

Diver’s last catch a fatal one

A diver lost his life in a rare underwater accident, this one involving a goliath grouper.

BY CAMMY CLARK

cclark@MiamiHerald.com

(Sep 11, 2006)

Gary Cagle, an avid free diver, made two mistakes on a Key West fishing trip last Saturday:

He speared a goliath grouper, a fish that is illegal to kill in the Florida Keys. He also forgot to bring along his knife.

That error cost him his life.

Cagle, spearfishing a half-mile off Smathers Beach, shot a 40-inch goliath grouper. The fish bolted under a coral head, entangling the diver in the line and, acting like an anchor, held him underwater until he drowned.

On Sunday, Key West police divers found Cagle’s body pinned to the coral 17 feet down, his mask still on but the snorkel out of his mouth. The spear line was wrapped three times around his wrist, with the spear shaft still in the carcass of the dead fish — shot right through the gills.

”It is bizarre,” said Becky Herrin, spokeswoman for the Monroe County Sheriff’s Office.

Goliath groupers, which can grow up to eight feet and weigh more than 600 pounds, are not known as aggressive — but many of them show little fear of divers or snorkelers. The huge fish can be found on many wrecks in the Florida Keys.

Fishing goliath grouper in the Keys has been illegal since 1990. But friends of Cagle’s say they believe something unexpected happened, expressing doubts that he would have speared the protected species intentionally.

”He must have been trying to protect his life,” suggested friend Lori Kerry. “ The grouper was about 160 to 200 pounds and must have surprised him.”

Other experienced divers saw self-defense as an unlikely reason for spearing a goliath. But Kerry said Cagle had great respect for nature and once insisted she return a 50-pound goliath she had caught by accident, she said.

Cagle, 42 and a Georgia native, worked many years bartending at the Bull & Whistle Bar on Duval Street in Key West. His friends say he saved his money and invested well so he could spend most of his time on his aquatic passions. Almost daily, he drove his Jet Ski to sites where he could free-dive — that is, dive without a supplemental air tank — and fish for four to six hours at a time.

His friends say he weighed about 175 pounds, was in great shape and could hold his breath for four to five minutes under water, sometimes free-diving in depths of up to about 70 feet.

”He was like a fish,” said Cagle’s girlfriend, Melissa Aiello.

Last Saturday, Cagle left Stock Island alone about noon. When he didn’t return that night, his friends became worried and called the Coast Guard. The Jet Ski was found that night but Cagle’s body wasn’t located until the following morning.

”While we worried about him diving by himself, we also didn’t worry because he was so good at it,” Kerry said. “But Gary always, always, always said if he died he wanted it to be in the water.”

Marks on Cagle’s body showed he struggled to free himself from the spear line. But he could not and drowned, according to a preliminary autopsy report.

Bob Holston, director of operations at Dive Key West, said he knows of few free diving or spearfishing accidents, but when they do occur it’s usually because safety practices weren’t followed. A major safety requirement is bringing a knife, in case a line does get tangled.

”Not wearing a knife is like crossing I-95 with your eyes closed,” Holston said.

Kerry said Cagle was not a careless diver. But she has no answer why his knife was left behind on her porch. ”It’s normally on his leg,” she said.

A memorial service for Cagle will be held 1 to 3 p.m. Saturday at the Dean Lopez Funeral Home in Key West. Later Saturday, his friends and family will board the catamaran Sunny Days to sprinkle his ashes into the waters he loved”.

Published September 16, 2006

Gary Cagle’s ashes return to the sea today in Key West. Cagle drowned Saturday while free diving in 25 feet of water after spearing a 40-inch goliath grouper and entangling his hand in the spear gun line. Cagle was reported to have been in great shape and was experienced – free diving and spearfishing almost daily for many years. His death is an enigma to knowledgeable spear fishermen. Why did he shoot a protected species? In clear water, a goliath would be unmistakable to an avid spear fisherman. Was Cagle protecting a fish he had speared? Bold goliaths commonly attempt and often succeed in taking fish from spear fishermen. Knowing he didn’t have his knife, how did he let the spear gun line get wrapped three times around his wrist?

Several factors could have changed the unfortunate outcome of this story. A sharp, stiletto knife is as essential to a free-diving hunter as a shroud line cutter and a reserve parachute are to a skydiver. Using a reel on a spear gun can make line handling safer, more efficient and allow a free diver to surface without losing his prey. Floats and lines are often used when targeting big fish, and they also make it easy to locate a free diver. Even experienced free divers can only stay down a few minutes, and they risk possible blackouts from hypoxia on ascent. Free diving with a knowledgeable buddy is wise.

Hindsight from a Blog Comment:

This design is incredible! You obviously know how to keep a reader entertained. Between your wit and your videos, I was almost moved to start my own blog.

Great job. I really enjoyed what you had to say, and more than that, how you presented it. Too cool!

8:12 PM 7/26/2017

This is the poem Rev. Casper read at my 2nd wedding day….May 24th 1997

I love you not only for what you are but for what I am when I am with you.

I love you not only for what you have made of yourself but for what you are making of me.

I love you for putting your hand into my heaped up heart and passing over all the frivolous and weak things that you can not help seeing there.

You draw out into the light all the beautiful radiant things that no one else has looked quite far enough inside too find.

I love you for ignoring the possibilities of the fool in me and laying firm hold of all the good in me.

I love you for closing your eyes to the discord in me and adding to the music in me just by listening.

He died on his lobster boat in 2008.

1:59 PM 7/27/2017

Catfish~If it wasn’t for the whining and someone else always nipping at our fins it would be a very boring life.

I concur.

1:22 PM 7/28/2017 On The Horizon

Here’s to 2018 on the horizon… to lessons and blessin’s, music and memories, friendships and hardships.

8:01 PM 7/28/2017

What I am reading:

The Sheltering Sky. The DVD is awesome too.

”Book Three – The Sky

Kit is picked up by a caravan of camel drivers led by Belqassim and his older friend. In a sinister “gentleman’s agreement”, they both rape her in what becomes a daily ritual. Kit becomes bizarrely attached to Belqassim, resenting him for letting the other man have his way with her. Belqassim disguises her as an Arab boy and takes her back to his house where he keeps her in a locked room. His other three wives soon discover the truth about their guest and, consumed with jealousy, attack her. A ceremony is performed in which Belqassim, much to the fury of the other women, makes Kit a fourth wife. When his longed-for visits to the marital chamber in which she is imprisoned become less frequent, Kit decides to escape. She barters the jewelry she has been given for the help of the other women who are only too pleased to see her go.

Kit, now sounding increasingly deranged, spends the night in a hotel with a stranger named Amar who tries to help her. Eventually she is handed over to the local authorities who arrange for her to fly back to Oran, on the Mediterranean coast. Her passage back to the United States is arranged by the American Consulate, but before she can be returned home Kit slips away and disappears.”

11:56 AM 8/2/2017

Scorpio Today: When push comes to shove today, rely on your charm and silver tongue to buy you time until you’re ready to make your decision. You’re too smart to fall for pressure tactics — remember that when someone claims that it’s ‘now or never.’ There’s no such thing as too late when it comes to your emotions, so feel free to keep dancing while everyone else is stressing. Lean on your intuition and it will take care of you. Take everything in stride and you’ll keep smiling.

More on Computer Slim

My 8 almost 9 year old trusty HP Slim died suddenly this past Friday the 28th of July. I was watching “Days” on disable my cable and the screen went back and the lights on the tower went out. No warning other than a slight metallic smell.

Guess something burned up?

I now am running a nice little all in one called HP Snow White. It is perfect for me. Thank goodness I have the foresight to backup and than backup MORE just in case.

A poem I wrote a few moons ago.

“There Were Two”

The wooden planks creak as I hear passersby walk.

The night is dark and humid

I sit inside on a hard stool waiting.

My new love sits outside and listens as the men tease him about being away and still his love sits without him

I take a smoke from one of the men and inhale the aroma and sweetness.

The cloud of smoke wafts outside to where my love is sitting.

I know he has walked and acquired his baggie of sweetness

I look out and inquire why he is alone and has not asked me to join him

He stands up and motions for me too come

He takes my hand

It feels so thin and as I walk behind him to sit

I notice his lanky frame

He passes his lit pipe to me

I watch him as I inhale

He seems distant yet close

He says you know there were two

I want to ask what happened but words do not form

I speak with him and say that sometimes each of us needs to be alone

I let him know that I felt he wanted that

Too be alone in his thoughts

He took me in his arms and I felt strength in me from him

He said

“I am alone too much, I long too smell your hair and take in the warmth of your essence”

He said

“I feel strength from you when you are in my arms”

1:46 PM 8/2/2017

Yesterday I noticed my Bloodstone was very intense, many facets of the blood veins were prominent. I did some research and found out some things I wanted to pass on to you.

In my dreams someone has been trying to deter me, take from me. I am stuck in a bog, I can not initiate flight as in flying away.

The ‘blood’ taken from you while staying in that dysfunctional and/or abusive family was your own.  You can be bled dry as a child in such a piraña family environment.  So, what happens is the child simply leaves her or his body; they become ungrounded because they can’t stand the pain of living in such a family.

These wounds will be the ones that they will continue to work on for an entire lifetime until they are healed from them.  Bloodstone helps us work through family dysfunctional patterns and gets rid of them sooner rather than later.Many on this Earth have dysfunctional parents and so this wounding is carried on through you, the children.

And if it isn’t stopped and changed in you, then you are bound to pass this curse to your children, and they, their children.  In Homeopathy, this is called a ‘miasm’ or a toxic stain genetically speaking, that carries on like a blight through your family tree.  By knowing your family, you can know its strengths and weaknesses.  Bloodstone has a great deal to do with the family, both present as well as the far past.  Often, those who need Bloodstone have an interest in family history and genetics.

On a deeper, Plutonian level, this gemstone is about our DNA; our heritage from a family long past that we didn’t even know.  And our family DNA is with us whether we realize it or not.  For those who look at our family tree, the information can be monumental and important.  Why? Because we can look at our past family members and see patterns of behavior and perspective setting up.  What they were, we may be.  And to borrow from a history saying, “What we forget we are doomed to repeat.”

It will assist you to become more peaceful and serene.

STRENGTH STONE

These gemstones connect with our deeper core values of this personality in this lifetime BUT, they also connect with our SOUL who has far more strength built up in it as a result of hundreds of thousands of lifetimes.  This is the phenomenal magic of Strength gemstones.  They are able to ACCESS this vault of built-upon and earned spiritual strength so it can help us get through some present difficulty/test/initiation that we’re putting ourselves through in this lifetime at this moment.  It ‘feeds’ us so that we don’t give up, despair or want to check out because the life lesson is “too hard” to deal with.   Not all people are strong spiritually speaking.  We have baby spirits to ancient spirits in human body on this Earth.  No one is created equal.  And we’re all working on collecting that very necessary soul strength so that we can take on tougher and tougher challenges–and work through them successfully instead of failing them.   Being grounded is essential for living down here on our Earth.  One of the most interesting facts about Bloodstone is that it is highly sensitive to heat.  That means, if you wear it, you are ‘exciting’ the energy of this gemstone and it’s going to start sending out its energy into your aura quite rapidly. Today, it is seen as the Mother Goddess stone

Source:

http://www.medicalastrology.medicinegarden.com/2010/09/medical-astrology-gemstones-that-heal-bloodstone/

The energy of the Bloodstone will help you to be true to yourself… even when the going gets tough. They help you to face loneliness and to make tough decisions… and to follow what you know in your heart is the right course of action.

Bloodstone also enhances creativity and intuition.  Bloodstone drives away the negative environmental energy, which helps in the overcoming of influences like electromagnetic or pathogenic stress.  It revitalizes and induces dreaming.  It gives you courage and helps you avoid harmful situations.  This also promotes idealism and selflessness. .  This soothes and revitalizes the mind, enhances decision making, and eliminates confusion. Bloodstone minimizes aggressiveness, impatience and irritability.

Bloodstone provides physical aid in treating anemia, blood disorders and enhancing blood flow. It strengthens the immune system and detoxifies. It eases menstrual and menopausal symptoms. And it strengthens the heart, liver, kidneys, intestines, and bone marrow. It minimizes pus formation, neutralizes toxins in the body, and invigorates the lymphatic system, which leads to the healing of infections and inflammations.

The bloodstone also fights evil and prevents jealousy. It boosts your spirit and adds longevity. It eases a broken heart and brings good fortune. Whenever the stone becomes blood red in color, this signals the wearer about any upcoming danger.

5:51 PM 8/2/2017

This was taken at 2 AM after the reinstall of everything into a new HP Snow White. I added the texture of the letters. My head was full of them.

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12:32 PM 8/3/2017

Cynthia says~No matter what the Universe tosses at us in our daily coming and goings. We have to accept the fact we woke up to another glorious day. We must be Thankful and make the most of each and every moment.

1:31 PM 8/4/2017

Cynthia says~Ever notice when the sun shines brightly on our face and we are momentarily blinded, or the wind tangles our hair into a tangled mess. The Universe has ways to bring us back to NOW, this moment. Live it.

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Computer is faster, all except Facebook still slow as the King

Until the next time Folks

Happy Full Moon on the 7th

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Maybe Someday

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Photo drawn by me and edited in PaintShop Pro Ultimate 8.I added the picture tube enhancements also.

Maybe Someday by Olive Musique

Today I feel the same way as a empty shell
Today I feel as lonely as hell
In my head and I’m so tired of feeling this way
and when I look at you it makes me realize I don’t even know who I am
Maybe Someday
Maybe Someday
I will find Me
Maybe Someday
Maybe Someday
I will find You
But for now I’m STILL so lost and I don’t KNOW what’s missing too me
Maybe Someday
I know it will take some time,but I’m ready too do what it takes
and I know it won’t be easy too find my way out here
Maybe Someday

Maybe Someday

Notes:
It was a very intensive search for this song.

Maybe Someday

The music video is for the song Maybe Someday by Olive Musique with pop-rock groove. It surrounds the theme of post-breakup and visually portrays how a couple copes with their recent breakup. The breakup is the result of accumulation of relationship issues the couple has encountered over the past two years. The video is separated into five scenes with the themes including, post-breakup, reminiscence, breakup, re-encounter and forever goodbye. The video was shot in Melbourne Australia.

The GoldenRod

“The goldenrod is yellow, The corn is turning brown, The trees in apple orchards With fruit are bending down”

Corn_Field_Goldonrod_by JoanParkerSutton

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“The goldenrod is yellow, The corn is turning brown, The trees in apple orchards With fruit are bending down”

I memorized this poem back in High School.

September by Helen Hunt Jackson

The golden-rod is yellow;
The corn is turning brown;
The trees in apple orchards
With fruit are bending down.
The gentian’s bluest fringes
Are curling in the sun;
In dusty pods the milkweed
Its hidden silk has spun.
The sedges flaunt their harvest,
In every meadow nook;
And asters by the brook-side
Make asters in the brook.
From dewy lanes at morning
the grapes’ sweet odors rise;
At noon the roads all flutter
With yellow butterflies.
By all these lovely tokens
September days are here,
With summer’s best of weather,
And autumn’s best of cheer.
But none of all this beauty
Which floods the earth and air
Is unto me the secret
Which makes September fair.
‘T is a thing which I remember;
To name it thrills me yet:
One day of one September
I never can forget.

photography by Joan Parker Sutton