Let There Be Light - Even When Stuffed

There are some of the lights we have in the new home, and the view out the front window of our front room. It is much lighter, but for some reason my digital camera would not capture the light nor would the flash work. But it is all good since we are going to have two banks of full spectrum fluorescents running the length of the room.

This morning we went to the London Grill at the Benson Hotel for brunch. It rather reminded me of a cruise ship, where you board as passengers and disembark as freight. So much good food. I sampled a tiny bit of a lot of different things, and it was all very much fun. These people really mean brunch. There was everything from eggs benedict to pasta, prime rib to cheese blintzes, and a seafood bar I could happily have browsed all day.

The desert table was ... words fail me. Things there I have never seen before, and I thought I knew deserts.

So I am properly ushered into the beginning of my 67th year on this planet. I am 66; I've been here 66 years. All in all, taking stock, I think I've done okay. I believe I can honestly say that there are many places and many people who are better off for my having been here. I can think of no better euology. And if I live another 20 years, as I hope to do, I am sure I will be able to say the same at that point. It is the only way to live one's life, in my opinion. And it is a very selfish point of view; because everything I do reflects back upon me. When I send out my energy it "ties" me to the thing or the person in a multitude of invisible ways.

I'm spending the rest of the day working on a self protrait I started a while back. It is taking shape nicely.