Nature
Water on The Brain
Water and the sand what a lovely plan. So many sandcastles. I want to focus on all the Beaches. I love the beach I go walk, ride and listen to the waves. My passion is strong and each week I will let my followers enjoy yet another vision of the waters as they live within the sea. All the members are going to love the tranquility of the seas. Focus will also be on the birds. The birds as they watch the sea. Pictures will be provided and comparison to other area of water. When I was young, I wanted to get married on a Rock on Venice Beach. That passion left me overwhelmed when my first finance got cold feet and I had to call off the New Year’s Day wedding. The passion also has to do with love of lakes. The Lake Mead in Vegas I visited with two of my husbands, but I went to Vegas with all three. When the heart throbs for the water. In my early twenties I went every Sunday to Marina Del Rey and took a boat ride with my little beautiful Spanish daughter, she had hair to her butt. Each time I went on my boat ride I had a cup of wine. It was the time of my life. I finally met me second husband and I told myself I want a boat reception. Yes, I did it I took a boat out San Pedro with 150 guests. It was weird no family member came. Well, my love for water did not stop to grow. Next, I went to Maui to check out those waters. Snorkeling and scuba diving came next. Hubby was a diver so after Hawaii in his ear drums almost bursting. We headed to Belize to see how clear the water is. Then we road on a canoe to the Historical ruins. Our final plan was to head to the Island of San Pedro. Where road is it was too small for regular cars. San Pedro was pretty and that led me to the Black Hole. The second time in Hawaii when tide was low and visitors minimal, I planned a sailboat trip. When we went to board the boat, it was amazing. Only be and my husband had the whole boat. When were out on the sea the captain let my husband get out and swim? All I can say is that it was amazing. All who follow me know that I love the water and the sea. I also love lakes and the animals who are there. Why am I unique. Well, when I was nine years old, I attend honor camp and one of the classes was swimming. The other girls they could not believe I could not swim. They pushed me in and I almost drowned. To this day I cannot swim. The last story to motivate you in my direction. The last day in Cancun we were scheduled for a dangerous water ride. We go up and headed to the event, but they did not allow us to go out. I went back to the hotel room to pack and told my husband you go ahead; my hubby was reckless at times so he went without me. Remember two he could swim like a fish. But suddenly, I heard ambulance and my husband had lost control of the water bike and almost drown. What would have happened to me if I went on that ride. I do think I could have drowned and died. I am motivated to motivate and I have many more water stories for my members…………..swim deep.
By Wanda B Henry5 years ago in Earth
Olive Tree
According to Greek mythology (every religion is a mythology whether one accepts it or not), the creation of the olive tree was the result of a contest between Poseidon, God of the Sea, and Athena, Goddess of Wisdom (I love her), as to who would become the protector of a newly built city in Attica (the historical region of Greece). The city would then be named after the god or goddess who gave the citizens the most useful and divine gift. With his trident, Poseidon struck a rock and water rushed out of it, creating a spring of salty aqua, symbolizing his gift of sea power. Beautiful Athena struck a rock with her spear and produced the olive tree, an offering signifying both fruitfulness and peace. The citizens showed their wisdom by choosing Athena’s gift and she forever became the protector of the city, Athens, named after her. Even today, an olive tree stands where the story of this competition is said to have taken place. It is repeated that all the olive trees in Athens are descended from that first olive tree offered by Athena,” a goddess after my wooden heart. I want to thank R Tsambounieri Talarantas for reminding me of the olive tree and its Goddess Athena connection ((giggles)). But it is not funny, you may think. Actually, it is my funnest story about a tree, and I love olives, especially the Kalamata, the most nutritious olives on our pale blue dot.
By Patrick M. Ohana5 years ago in Earth
Promised Places
I started walking..and I can't believe how long ago..in a quest to lose weight, get back in shape. I was lucky enough to live within walking distance of a river with walking and bike paths that I had used and lived around all my life. I started my weight-loss quest with those.
By Susan Braithwaite5 years ago in Earth
No One Grows Things In The Ground Any More
Come on--no one grows things in the ground any more. Do they? An ex-girlfriend decided one year that we should grow our own tomatoes. We spent six months and two hundred dollars in order to save three bucks on salads. We didn’t break up over super-expensive tomatoes, specifically, but maybe my pigheaded resistance to amateur agriculture was one of the two hundred and fifty seven things I did that persuaded her to seek out greener pastures.
By Stacey Roberts5 years ago in Earth
Roots
A tree without roots is just a piece of wood, declared Marco Pierre White, a British chef. What a smart quote and from a culinary chef no less! Am I being facetious? I really hope so given that a tree without roots is surely dead first and mourned by his tree family and acquaintances who throw him an underground memorial. I was a witness to such a ceremony, watching it from a tree cavern, and this is how it sounded in my tree-focused head.
By Patrick M. Ohana5 years ago in Earth
Tree Day
Valentine’s Day? Love doesn’t need a specific day. Love is a permanent state. I love Athena every day at every moment and she knows it all the way in Greece where she stands tall like all women should, facing their often despicable men. Oh, there are good men. There is no doubt about it. But most of them have died, and rarely from old age. Some of you may already know the men I admire, so I won’t repeat their beautiful names again except for dear Nietzsche, Freud, and Charlie Chaplin. I may have named them all. I digressed, though. I wanted to raise your awareness again about trees in all their splendour and fragility, facing the most bloodthirsty predator on Earth. COVID-19 is an amateur in comparison, the new strain of half-life on the block of existence.
By Patrick M. Ohana5 years ago in Earth
Meet More Meat
I am a tree. Hath not a tree senses? Hath not a tree a trunk, branches, leaves, sizes, affections, roots; fed with similar food, hurt with similar weapons, subject to similar diseases, healed by similar means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer as a human is? If you prick me, do I not bleed? If you hug me, do I not love you inside? If you axe me, do I not die? And if you wrong me, what can I do? If I am like you in the rest, I will resemble you in that. If a tree could wrong a human, what would be its punishment? Death. If a human wrongs a tree, what should his sufferance be by human example? Why, death. The villainy you show me, I will not take, and it shall be harder for you now, and I will survive your instruments of my destruction. Shaketree, from The Tree of Venice
By Patrick M. Ohana5 years ago in Earth
A Tree Story
The Australian mountain ash tree (Eucalyptus regnans), also known as swamp gum or stringy gum, lives down under most of us on the other side of the world. Oh, there are many others who live on that continent, but this story is not about any of them—sorry—it is about the mountain ash tree. One of the words in its name is surely foreboding. The fire had gone back to hell, leaving only ash, also in the form of cinders, embers, and clinker.
By Patrick M. Ohana5 years ago in Earth
