my little piece of heaven Washington style.

It is rocky, usually too cold to walk on without a jacket; but it is the closest beach with salt water .

It is where I spent my fiftieth birthday and where we got together with Gran dad when we could spring him. My girl would walk for just as long as I want if we could talk her daddy into staying. He gets too bored...

If I need to be renewed it works.Not sure how this compares to coral sand and tropics?

Song Of The Old Growth Forest

By  K. Cornthwaite 2011

 photo byJ Cornthwaite




The winter red
Chirps whistling
Its complex chorus
In a choir
Of other birds.


Its perch is
The winding Roots
Of a Western hemlock.


The churning pool
Of fresh water
Beneath the waterfall,
Gurgles and
Bubbles
Like a boiling pot.
The winter wind,
Breathing upon the trees
Swishing through
The forest
In the Night


The woodpecker
Keeping time
The swaying branches
Givin' spice
And all of Nature's
Other notes
Hidden from our ears,
Are all part


                             Of one big
                                   Something:
                                          The song of the old growth Forest.

Soon soon August!

Beach at afternoon and glorious water

I can wait but just barely!

What a wonder it is going to be !  Trying to wrap my mind around the scenery is beyond me just now.

Princess on Turtle Cove.

I hear that the resort is fantastic and not so inland that I won't see the sand.

Oahu is not the BIG Island, but our "native guide" loves it like the back of his own hand. I am sure he can see it in mind eye already!



We want to see turtles!!!

That persistant something...

Photo courtesy of J Mack Photgraphy-bridge series

It rolls about in your mind

like a river rolling the rocks on its bottom,

rolling, rolling, under and past the bridge.

It is so deep it is forgotten momentarily.

Yet it continues to roll in your spirit

like those rounded

thumped rocks below

the river water surface.  

There is that something...

stirring and rolling.

Ah. There with the shallows

Rolled up to be seen:

 glistening and wet with purpose,

Standing testament

God Loves Me



What a glorious inheritance You have given God!

Indeed this is a true inheritance beyond my expectations

When life gets windy, go fly a kite....

These days are flying past so quickly.  I want to get every little joy out of each blessing...I am finding a good way to overcome this feeling of rushing is to savor One breath at a time.

Details, details...

How can the details be anything but noisesome?
But I find that it is the details that make our lives for better or worse what our lives are. Thank You God! The details only come one at a time...And others tumble into our laps when we least expect. Like the view of the Valley coming home from morning run to school. Sun fingers coming shooting through very dark cloud pouring hail. What a sense of humor and timing He has!

Almost time for sand buckets again!

The Yard is so Empty

We sold the RV today...Four years it has sat in the yard like an ugly guardian of ...oh well. I am glad it has become something other than ugly. It is now a home for a single man and his returning teenage son. They were essentially homeless without it leaving. I feel good that we had it for the time we needed it, and now it is doing something other than just moldering in our yard. I WILL NOT HORDE. I will not horde, I will not...

Growing up... growing pains...Mom's

Before her major decision to release the long hair she wanted to make it pretty for herself.

After her cut she was so happy with her decision...I on the other hand will miss being able to touch the hair. The independance is establishing itself and as it should...Just saying...

She is getting so grown up and so wonderful...I have to pinch myself because she is truly a great , no holds barred terrific sweet girl. She tries very hard, doesn't talk back and works toward peace in our house. Sometimes it makes me wonder where the teen is in her...

Since she turns twelve thursday, we went to get a new "look" for her eyes. Sensory overload to say the least...but quietly she stood and "considered her options". All the choices did not daunt her in the least. She was making sure we did not pick something to make her look like the plastic clown outside the food restaraunt. Got to love her!

Christmas In "Heaven"worth..

Sometimes I get glimpses of my own younger days and what I used to find to do. What fun to attempt them again...It always comes with a cost. I am willing to pay those tributes to better and much more fun days.

Christmas was lovely...I know it is March already, but there is a glow of warmth in my heart for the overnight we got in Leavenworth..

Snow that seemed to fall just for us and nowhere else.

The pass coming home was so beautiful. Juxtipose the hula girl on the dash jiggling her own dance to the snow and it made my world complete

How can someone not love a face that shares the JANICE hair?