Free hugs

Je voudrais vous faire un gros câlin et je pourrai te serrer sur mon Cœur!

At Robyn’s Lake House we give out free hugs, smiles included.

The Little Birdie pillows, little girl hugs a pillow and smiles

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The World goes to Las Vegas

It is late July, and the world descends on Las Vegas to the world trade market and international gift show.

The sky is blue, there’s not a whisper of a breeze, not a cloud in the blue sky, and the temperatures exceed 110°. The pool at the Palazzo is a perfect place to relax and cool off.

So we beat on

img_4638 So we beat on, boats against the current, ceaselessly into the past,  so says Nick Carraway recalling Jay Gatsby’s faith in a future that will bring him his dream, Daisy Buchanan and everything she stands for.  We are all Gatsby’s muse, longing for a far away ship that will carry us to our promised land.

The land is not enough, it represents the past or the present. The future is the ship on the vast ocean blue that represents our hopes and dreams.

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Sitting on the porch at day’s end viewing the sun glinting off the ocean, my wife said, This is what vacations in Maine are for, and I replied, completing her thought, absolutely nothing, to sit and Think of things that matter not and mean everything.

You got to get up

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You got to get up, you got to get up,you got to get up in the morning. The morning, the morning, it was my mother’s warning.

You got to get up, my mother said, to study hard, to get ahead. Oh, let me sleep a minute more, I said to her, the day will wait for my dreams. You got to get up, she said to me, you got to get up, she said to me, a broken record, a refrain that repeats, brush your teeth, comb your hair, the bus won’t wait, the teacher will scold you if your late.

Later on, I joined the infantry and sang the song all soldiers sing while lying in the cot at dawn. Me a lowly private, and all I want is my privacy, a bit of sleep, the war can wait, while I dream and sleep in peace.

‘Oh! how I hate to get up in the morning
Oh! how I’d love to remain in bed;
For the hardest blow of all, is to hear the bugler call;
You’ve got to get up, you’ve got to get up, you’ve got to get up this morning!
Irving Berlin

Now, I am older, wiser, no mom, no sergeant telling me what to do, and a wife who likes to sleep and stay in bed.

Me, I have changed my tune, I get up to let the dog out, and make a cup of coffee, just to watch the sun rise over the tree tops. It is quite a show and just for me, the dreams are gone, the day can’t wait, there is much to do.

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Hazel’s Cafe at Robyns Lake House

And the song I sing, is by Carol King. You will agree, it is beautiful, and quite inspiring. Perhaps, you will even sing along with me.

You’ve got to get up every morning with a smile on your face
And show the world all the love in your heart
Then people gonna treat you better
You’re gonna find, yes, you will
That you’re beautiful as you feel

I rise, I shine, I am at my best, with a little rest, and a cup of coffee in the early, early morn, making up a poem for you.