Wednesday, January 11, 2012

New Year's Day 2012

It was a lovely day in the neighborhood -- boardwalk neighborhood that is.  People were strolling and talking as they enjoyed an absolutely magnificant day.  I actually thought we had seen the last of such days in October 2011, but then came along January 1, 2012 and weather conditions were repeated.  The beach was clean and a recently constructed walkway to the beach deserves a compliment to those responsible for the structure.  The gorgeous views appeared to be appreciated by all, since many cameras were focused on numerous scenes to remember New Year's Day 2012.



This delightful lady engaged in a pleasant conversation with my friend and myself.  Feeding the pigeons is a ritual she enjoys when visiting the shore.  P.S.  The casino never knew the rolls were missing !!!!!!!!!





Love, kindness and friendship can be found in this photo.  The gentleman is a volunteer who travels from Philadelphia to feed the cats on the beach.  He talks to them and calls them by name, as they gather around for their gourmet dinner.






What wisdom lies below these silver crowns?  Perhaps this was day to reminisce or a day to solve the world's problems.  The stories of their lives would certainly be fascinating.



As I watched an elderly gentleman and child walk to the water's edge it brought back pleasant memories.  It is a true gift to see the world through a child's eyes.
             
           I like to walk with Grandma and Grandpa,
           Their steps are short like mine.
           They don't say, "Now hurry up,"
           They always take their time.
           I like to walk with Grandma and Grandpa,
           Their eyes see things mine do,
           Wee pebbles bright, a funny cloud,
           Half-hidden drops of dew.
           Most people have to hurry,
           They do not stop and see.
           I'm glad God made Grandma and Grandpa,
           Unrushed and young like me!

 

                                                   Author unknown

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