Another Detour (Ponies on the Gate)

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  Every so often there is some kind of work being done on the back roads to There.  This little pony guards the entrance to a grand house.  He stands at the gate of a huge iron fence with his mate on the other side.  I love houses that are custom and not built in the typical suburban cookie cutter development style that central Jersey is so famous for.  And I love ponies on a gate.


The King

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  YES!  It’s the KING!  At a Stewart’s stand right next to the light house in Tuckerton.  He is lifesize!!  The seaport is a great place to visit; historic, informative, beautiful.  Tuckerton is one of those hidden gems in Southern, NJ.  Every time I visit there, I get all shook up… I’m sorry, I couldn’t resist…

Do you have an apple?

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We finally stopped at the cut off so I could take some pictures of these sweet pets.  As soon as we pulled over and I got out of the car, they walked right over to me.  I really would’ve liked to have petted them and given them a snack, but I don’t believe in feeding other peoples animals.  You never know if they are on a special diet or something.  But they really are so cute.. and friendly.

Spring Flowers – To my Dearest Friend

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The hyacinths came up
right after you left.
It was a surprise to see them in December.
Perhaps their intention was to soothe my heart
and give me something sweet to remember.
Just as their purple faded,
the tulips appeared
and the lone daffodil I asked you to rescue.
Brilliant yellows and reds on stalks of green.
I watered them as I thought of you
The myrtle bloomed next,
climbing the grey rocks.
Deep green vines with flowers of periwinkle blue.
As I weeded the gardens and fed the birds
I wondered if you missed There as much as I missed you
The pot garden is all planted.
I chose impatiens again.
Coral Red, Royal Purple and Brilliant White
And the last to bloom,
the day lilies in the front yard,
are all golden yellow and so bright.
So you’ve missed the spring flowers,
but I pretend you’re There, watching the pines sway
and listening to windchimes and bird songs.
Surrounded by memories and candle light
I sit on the bench and ask the full moon
“How Long, Dearest Friend, How Long?”

Then and Now

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So much in has changed since the last time I posted.  My beloved There has been completed with the finishing touch of a new kitchen.  My poker career has blossomed.  I found and got re-acquainted with my first love (who is happily married, Thank You Lord!).  My Sonshine finally got his license and is experiencing his first success since high school.  My husband and I celebrated our 25th anniversary with a re-wedding.  And my Dearest Friend, W, has left my life. 

I know he is happy where he is or he would return.  There isn’t a day that goes by that he isn’t in my thoughts and prayers.  It is hard to be There because his touch is everywhere and the pain of his absence cuts like a knife.  I try and remember what he would say on weekends or vacations when I was There but he couldn’t come down, “Relax, enjoy yourself, I’ll be thinking of you, tell me about it when you come back” 

So Walter, my Dearest Friend, I hope you relax, enjoy yourself and know I’ll be thinking of you.  And I hope you come back. 

I will be back soon with pictures.