Beautiful sunny Sunday morning at White Rock Lake, but BRRRRRR only 30 degrees. I was not the only one trying to stay warm :)
I love gardening, it is my escape and therapy …but a northerner trying to make a garden in Texas has been frustrating . The long warm season, the very hot summers and all kinds of other issues have turned my green thumb very brown. I do go “home” at least once a year, sometimes more, and when I do I so enjoy the spring season in the NE. My BFF in NY..and her husband, I know he does a lot of the work too, have the most beautiful gardens. When I visited last summer I captured many photos but this is one of my favorite.
It’s been months since I’ve had any “me” time…work, a wedding, commitments, fundraising etc….I’m finally able to have some time to do what I am passionate about…photography. I had my annual summer visit to NY last August and yes I am just now able to start looking at the photo’s I took 4 months ago. My thoughtful DIL Noelle made it a point to set some time aside to take me to Quogue Wildlife Refuge, a 300 acre non-profit nature preserve that was founded in 1934 and is home to diverse wildlife. The outdoor wildlife complex houses permanently injured wildlife that require human care to survive including a bobcat, owls, falcons, a bald eagle, foxes and other native NY animals. This beautiful bald eagle arrived at the Quogue Wildlife Refuge in 1988, making him over 30 years old. Unfortunately a gunshot wound resulted in the amputation of his left wing, leaving him unable to fly.
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Completed my second breast cancer walk yesterday in Dallas…100 miles walked this year and $4,268 dollars raised and donated! AND the DFW SGK walkwith 1,100 strong, raised 2.8 million dollars that will go to research, support, awareness and preventive testing.
To all my supporters, those that help by donating and those that cheer us on either in person or on facebook a big THANK YOU!!! Without your support I could not do this year after year! 100 miles is really not that hard, you take one step at a time, just like those that have to fight breast cancer…and you come out on the other side stronger. We walk with a serious mission before us, with the hope that someday we will no longer have to walk!!!…because breast cancer will be a thing of the past! And while the mission is serious the journey is one of sharing, meeting new friends, happy and sad stories and wearing outlandish getups…
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On October 15th and 16th I participated in my first AVON 39 Walk for Breast Cancer. Those that follow me know I’ve been walking in the Susan G Komen Dallas walk for 6 years now, but this year I decided it was time to walk in my home state :). I will also be walking in the 3 day 60 mile next week, but for now I’d like to share the NY experience.
First and most important, the 3,500 NY walkers raised $8.7 million dollars to crush breast cancer!!!!!!!
I think the whole idea of walking multiple breast cancer walks came last year during the SGK Dallas walk, Tim being the friendly one :), got to talking to Tina who walks multiple walks each year, she is from Dan Diego and was walking in Dallas, She had said she would be walking in NY and of course we said we would too! My BFF of 50+ years had said she would walk with us in Dallas once she retired, HOWEVER since the walk was in NY, Mona agreed to join us. Meggie who also lives in the DFW area also joined in, so the five of us made the decision and before we knew it the time had arrived.
Tim and I flew in from Dallas on Friday morning…I made Tim get up at 4am to catch a 6am flight from DFW to LGA hehe :) I am an early bird…he is NOT :). Friday night was spend finishing off our “costumes” and adding all the names of who we walk for to our shirts. That list is way too long!!!!…which is why we continue to walk!
Another 3am morning on Saturday to get to the city in time for opening ceremonies . We started downtown at pier 84 and walked our way north along the Hudson River did a U Turn and headed south on our way to the Brooklyn Bridge. Born and raised in NY and NEVER walked the Brooklyn Bridge, something I’d always wanted to do, just never did. Gosh what a beautiful view!
That’s Mona, Tim and Meggie walking along the river, very cold breezes were coming off of it!
Mona, Tina,Tim and Meggie….yup still cold along that river!
Mile 3 (Tina, Meggie, Tim, Mona and me)
Along the way we had a stalker…well we knew who he was, BFF’s hubby :) Mac met up with us around mile 3,
Always something to see along the way….
at Lincoln center .
and then at the bridge… and a few more bridge shots with my I-phone
Manhattan Bridge view from the Brooklyn Bridge
View of the city from the Brooklyn side
Half way point day one
Saturday night was spent on Randall’s Island in …yup, little pink tents! They fed us well and provided hot showers. It was early October so wasn’t anticipating the temps to drop to 30 degress…BRRRR but we managed to keep cozy in the sleeping bags.
Sunday’s route took us along the north end of Central Park and down along the west side and back down to our starting point at the piers.
Walker Stalker Vans….
We made it!!!!
See you all next year!!!!
Photos are from Mac…thank you, Meggie, thank you and my new and still trying to figure out IPhone…
The NY AVON 39 walk provides resources to so many breast cancer patients in NY and around the country as well as research programs to provide resoursed to make the most progress possible to obliterate breast cancer
I wonder what she thought
As she stood there, strong and tall.
She couldn’t turn away,
She was forced to watch it all.
Did she long to offer comfort
As her country bled?
With her arm forever frozen
High above her head.
She could not shield her eyes
She could not hide her face
She just stared across the water
Keeping Freedom’s place.
The smell of smoke and terror
Somehow reduced her size
So small within the harbor
But still we recognized…
How dignified and beautiful
On a day so many died
I wonder what she thought,
And I know she must have cried.
I had my annual visit to NY to see my kids and friends. Took a day to myself and walked to the end of Robert Moses State Park, aka Fire Island. When we were kids we called it democrat point, not sure where the name came from or if it is still referred to as that, but while it has changed a bit it is still beautiful. It is the point of Fire Island where the inlet lets the ocean into the Great South Bay, it can be a bit tumultuous or it can be calm, all depends on Mother Natures mood… LOL
The morning that I walked was calm and beautiful, the tide was going out and the terns were in the hundreds. I sat for over an hour and watched in amazement as the parents flew out to the inlet get fish, flew back and somehow figured out which of the 100+ squawking young terns are theirs…I guess they each have their own individual sound.
The tide was going out so I was able to walk pretty far out onto the sandbar. American Oyster Catcher and Semipalmated Sandpiper were getting their own breakfast in the calm waters.
A photography friend of mine bought a bike…and decided to take a “ride” to visit his brother….in CA. He’d told me about it and I’ve seen a few facebook photos, but figured he’d eventually post some photos on his Flickr account. ANYWAY, randomly came upon his adventure on a blog. He never bothered to share that he’d set up a blog. LOL So for those of you adventurous ones, those bikers, and anyone else that follows me, check this out, it’s entertaining and some fine photos!!