Not posed.  Just real moments captured.

Checkmates at Aldo's

Going Fishing on Long Island's East End

Kicking Back at Botanical Gardens

A walk in Westbury Gardens

Lovebirds at Jones Beach

City Stroll in Bryant Park

Time to Rest by the Lake Wallenpaupack
 
 
My sisters and I just sat down to enjoy some iced coffee at a quaint coffee shop on the East End when one of my sisters said with a smile "look behind you".  I turned around and there it was…the perfect photo opportunity sitting right behind me.  I giggled at how I had overlooked this little gem and how well I have others trained to scope out photo opportunities for me.  In this case, it was my sister that was looking out for me.  "Looking Out" or "Lookout" translates to the act of looking out or "keeping watch".  Now God keeps watch over us everyday but who else looks out for us? 
Oftentimes, it's during difficult times that you will discover those that have your best interest at heart.  

Those that give freely and expect nothing in return.
Those that have compassion.  
Those that genuinely care for you.

Surround yourself with those that inspire and encourage you.   Look behind you.  Those are the ones that have your best interest at heart. 
Aldo's Bicycle
Greenport, NY    2015
 
 
A page from my book "Rise and Shine".

Patients are a Virtue

Waiting rooms at doctor’s offices are interesting places.  Nowadays, many are furnished with comfy sofas, table lamps, televisions and WIFI access to give the feel of one sitting in their own living room.  Instead of family members, these oversized living rooms are occupied by people we never met before.  Different types of people sit in these faux living rooms.  

First, we have the “line talkers”.  They talk to everyone.  These are the folks who stand behind you on the line at the grocery store and strike up a conversation, thus the title “line talker”.   

Secondly, we have the “readers”.  These people arrive with book in hand and are prepared to wait in the waiting room.  

Lastly, we have the “smarties”.  Focused on their smart phones, smarties come in two different flavors: texters and talkers.  Texters conduct virtual conversations quietly. The double thumb method is the most commonly used method. 
Talkers carry on phone conversations, thinking nobody in the “living room” can hear them because they have the phone covered with their hand, not realizing they have created a mini-megaphone. 

One day while I was waiting in one of these rooms, I observed a sleeper.  The sleeper was an older woman and she slept peacefully in an oversized cozy winged-back chair.  I was glad that this woman found solace and comfort in that chair.  
A chair that sat in the waiting room of an outpatient cancer center.  Behind the walls of the waiting room, someone she cared about was either getting treatment, a scan, or blood work.   But what really caught my eye were her eyeglasses.  She wore rose-colored glasses.  Not only were the frames rose-colored but the lenses were as well.  This struck a chord with me.  I thought to myself, that’s what we need to do while sitting in a cancer center.  We need to look at life through rose-colored glasses!   

We need to have a bright outlook even when things appear dark.  Difficult times give us the vision to see things from a different perspective.  Difficult times build character. They build faith.  They build strength.  And they certainly make life interesting! 

Some random folks "chillaxin" in the faux living room.
 
 
Ray of Sunshine:
someone or something that makes you feel happy, especially in a difficult situation
someone or something that makes you feel hopeful
adj believing positively

 
 
He counts the stars one and all
He knows how much sand is on the shores
He sees every sparrow that falls
He made the mountains and the seas
He's in control of everything
Of all creatures great and small

And He knows my name
Every step that I take
Every move that I make
Every tear that I cry
He knows my name
When I'm overwhelmed by the pain
And can't see the light of day
I know I'll be just fine
'Cause He knows my name

I don't know what tomorrow will bring
I can't tell you what's in store
I don't know a lot of things
I don't have all the answers
To the questions of my life
But I know in Whom I have believed

He knew who I was when He carried my cross
He knew that I would fail Him but He took the loss

 
 
Heart-shaped raindrops on car window.  
 
 
I remember when I got my first job.  I was living at home with my Mother along with my sister and brother.  
We were the last three  of her children remaining in her nest. And, even though we were adults, she still made dinner for us every evening.  If we were arriving home late, she would keep it warm on the stove for us.

Now and again, I would stop at the florist on my way home from work and pick up a bouquet of flowers for my Mother.
You would've thought I gave her the world handing her that bouquet.  So appreciative for something so simple.
Daisies were her favorites.   They are one of my favorites as well.  

As the years pass, I find myself acquiring the same taste in things as my Mother.  
I find myself coming out with some of the same expressions as my Mother. I refer to these as "momma-isms".
Momma-isms; the gifts that keeps on giving long after Momma is gone.

 
 
I named this photo "Tower Shadows".   I wasn't aware of the shadows in the photograph until after I downloaded the photograph from my camera.  Things that make you go "hmmm".

Born and bred in Queens, New Yaulk with a silver cup.  
OK, so it was more like Correll dinnerware - the type of dinnerware that doesn't break.
One of my favorite city shots.  Silver-plated skyline.
 
 
Just one month ago, we still had snow on the ground.  
Photos taken on Long Island's North Fork.