Monday, October 20, 2014

Part One: A Celebrity of the Most Unusual Kind

Guess who I met on the picturesque island of Abaco?  Oh, shucks. I'll give you a hint. She's a celebrity of the most unusual kind!

If you don't already know, Abaco is a 35 minute flight from Nassau, the capital of The Bahamas. Flying there, it's hard not to appreciate the various shades of blue-greens smiling up from the great sea below. The sight of it made me almost ask, "Are we there yet?" I even took a moment to thank The Creator for coloring our world with such beauty. 

Before meeting the unexpected celebrity, days were spent at a luxurious oceanfront home in Bahama Palm Shores. Do I need to say - Breathtaking? When I looked down the angled cliff, I stared in amazement at a beach completely void of people. The writer in me smiled at the idyllic, peaceful scene.


From there, a 40 minute car ride took me back in time - to Cherokee Sound, a small tucked-away settlement. Trust me - if you aren't looking for it, chances are you won't find it!

At the entrance to Cherokee, a sign requests all visitors to park and walk. On foot, I followed a narrow path which weaved around the tidy settlement. I found the cottages modest and sweet; colorful and joyous; filled with ultra friendly people.



The famous Long Dock stands near the entrance of Cherokee, while two other docks are towards the rear of the settlement. I met my most unusual celebrity at the dock.

Here she is:


Yep, that's her and does she have a story to tell! It's too much to get into now, so come back for Part Two of: A Celebrity of the Most Unusual Kind.


Sunday, September 14, 2014

"The Writer's Prayer" by Fay Knowles

While I continue to author two blogs; write an occasional short story to store with others in my overflowing filing cabinet; and, most recently undertake an online writing course - (forever the student), Fay Knowles is actively getting published, and I am in awe!


Sunday, September 7, 2014

Sit Back or Take The Plunge

Before getting out of bed, I thought about what I wanted to accomplish during the day; not much, considering it being the weekend and sleep met me intermittently throughout the long night. Not wishing to totally waste the day, I choose two goals: write a blog post and exercise. Apart from my goals and routine daily responsibilities, if I accomplished anything else, I'd consider it icing.

Saturday, August 30, 2014

In Between Answering Phones

My volunteer job at The Bahamas Humane Society (BHS) continues, as does the widespread epidemic of canine distemper. Even with all the publicity encouraging dog owners to have their pets vaccinated against the disease, distemper lingers on with a deadly vengeance. A few weeks ago, I heard that well over 1,200 dogs died as a result of the disease. I'm certain that the death rate is much higher at this time.

The Humane Society is doing its best. Vaccinations for distemper have been discounted at BHS; weekly free clinics are held in various locations; and phone calls are made to either remind or inform owners to have their dogs vaccinated, even if the dogs live indoors with limited outside time.

Friday, August 22, 2014

Still a Writer


Summertime usually finds me in The Hamptons surrounded by sun, fun and cherished family members.

Monday, July 14, 2014

Playing Games

I like to play games. Do you?

On February 1st, I wrote a post entitled, "Walls." If you read it, you already know I play Mahjongg, a competitive board game. To add to that, I also play Chess.

Thursday, July 10, 2014

Outbreak in The Bahamas

It's three weeks ago that I drive to the Bahamas Humane Society to leave old newspapers for lining of dog and puppy cages. I also have with me, gently used clothing for the BHS thrift shop. Instead of exiting quickly, I wait on the short line at the reception desk to buy maintenance products for my two dogs. Ahead of me is a mother and two small children, all holding Shih Tzuu puppies.

Looking around, I notice again, the form sitting flat on the desk. I give little thought to my next action: I take the form, sit down and fill it out. One question on the application is: Will I volunteer to clean cages? I'm quick to tick off: No. With a list of several tasks I'm willing to do, I hand in my completed application. Within minutes, I become a volunteer at the Bahamas Humane Society. At a time when I could benefit from extra funds, I instead, volunteer. Not sure what possesses me to do so, but a little voice tells me: it's a way of giving back for all the blessings in life.