Spring has arrived in
the mountains, and green shoots are poking up through the pine
needle cover. Just beneath the soil, those flower bulbs are such teases!
Soon, maybe in
another month or two, they'll be
popping up their flowers, full of bloom and vigor, and
we'll be delighting in yellow daffodils, hyacinths, deep blue grape
hyacinths, and bright tulips, quickly followed by lilacs, snowballs,
We spent most of the
afternoon puttering in the garden and front yard. We raked up
and bagged pine needles, cleaned out the flower beds, and imagined
the profusion of colors to come.
Nothing is quite so
welcome as these spring flowers to come. I can't wait to
take their pictures.
Looking down at my
hands, I am reminded that I really must remember to take the moment
to grab my garden gloves and put them on. But there is
something very wholesome -- for lack of an appropriate word -- about
putting my bare hands to work and getting dirt under my nails.
Claudia and Jeff picked
us up and we drove out to Steve's and Sue's Snuggery on Inspiration
Point for sunset and drinks.
What a view of the
dam, and the sunset!
Sue and Steve have found
their perfect mountain-and-lake home and we shared in their
joy. Radiating happiness, they are charmingly newlywed, sweet
and lovely to see. Very inspirational...
We toasted their new
home and their marriage and thought of Bob and Linda, who brought us
all together, but unfortunately were not up for the weekend.
comes to sunsets, Big Bear Lake will not be outdone, and we enjoyed
it from the choicest spot possible, Inspiration Point, from Sue's
and Steve's living room to the music of Keali`i
Reichel. At our first meeting at Bob and Linda's (now
Claudia's and Jeff's house), we introduced Keali`i's music to
them and now both couples are K fans, owning many of his
them know that Keali`i and the Brothers
Cazimero will be performing at the Hollywood
Bowl on June 30 (tickets go on sale on May 4). Last time K was at the Bowl, Bob and Linda and Sue and Steve were there,
too, enjoying K's music live and loving it as much as we do.
sun dipped below the horizon, its waning light ricocheted off the
evening clouds and was reflected on the glassy, still lake.
The mountains on each side of the dam glowed in pinks and light
purples, and the pine trees and rocks on the ridges are backlit jet
black against the glowing sky.
As we learned, we were
lucky to have Steve in our midst to watch a sunset together.
The week before, as he was driving on the freeway, he was clipped by
a speeding, black Mustang, spinning Steve and his car wildly around
and around. Thank goodness that he was driving a car with heft which
lessened the impact.
Most of all, thank
goodness for a good Samaritan -- or was it an angel? -- just behind
Steve, who witnessed the whole scene -- a hit-and-run. He had
the presence of mind to pull his car across two lanes in order to
protect Steve from oncoming cars.
If that wasn't bad, Sue
took a 15 foot-plus fall from the deck of their previous home and
was basically unscathed.
And then we heard
about their two new dogs, Sugar and Bear, two beautiful and lovable
Samoyeds, who took off on an escapade in the snow when on a walk
with Steve and Sue. Just when Steve and Sue were ready to give
up on them returning, the two rascals came bounding out of the
Whew! Whew! Whew!
I didn't know it when I
wrote it, but I think this was meant for Sugar and Bear:
with Your Dog in the Wilderness
We made for a convivial
group, and the evening flew by with many shared stories and lovely
bottles of wine, especially Sue's and Steve's Beaujolais from France
and hor d'oeuvres of chicken, fresh fruit, crackers, nuts and fine
Up here in Big Bear, we
have met some of the nicest, like-minded people -- Claudia &
Jeff, Steve & Sue and Linda & Bob, among them -- who take the time
to deeply inhale the fresh air, smell the pine...and watch
sunsets. Driving two hours up to our island in the sky, none
of us take its pristine beauty for granted, and we are openly appreciative of
Copacetic, inspired Big
Bear lovers, that's what we all are.
"Life is a Gift."
only gift is a portion of thyself..."
~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
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