Here’s a look into the wonderful world of confection through the window of a local candy store. This place beckons you off the street and into the world of scrumptious sweets and good things to eat.

Thanks to Dawn for hosting A Lingering Look. If you stopped by here, you will like stopping by there. She’s just a click away.






Right off the bat I am apologizing for the quality of this photo.  But there’s a reason, and it’s not lack of talent – not this time, anyway.

I spotted this colorful pony in a shop in Atlantic City.  He (She?) is so me.  For as long as I can remember I have loved horses and, being a child of the 60’s, I spent my teen years flashing peace signs at everyone and anyone.

So when I saw this horse splashed with rainbow colors and a pretty pink peace sign, I had to have a picture of it.  Problem was I was approached by a sales person, asking me not to take pix of anything in the store. 

I had to do a skulky, stealthy, sneaky move, which accounts for the poor picture quality. 😦   Sorry, I know sneaky is wrong, but sometimes you just have to be a non-conformist and break the rules.  

rainbow horse


Please make your way over to Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge and take a look at more rainbow colors.  You won’t be sorry.  No Horsin’ around!

Cee, thanks for hosting and to all, thanks for visiting… 🙂


Stopping on a bridge, in the distance down river from where I rest, I see a similar bridge.  I wonder, “Could that be the bridge I was meant to cross?”

Then something inside my heart tells me “No.”

New Hope - Lambertville Bridge - Delaware River

New Hope – Lambertville Bridge – Delaware River

Right now, in this moment, I am meant to be here.  I’m sure of that.  I’ll cross that bridge, that one in the distance, I’ll cross it when I come to it.

Bridge the gap between yourself and Ailsa @ Where’s My Backpack to view more entries for this week’s challenge.  Thanks to Ailsa for hosting, and thanks to you for visiting, commenting, liking, or browsing.

(I’m standing on the bridge that connects Lambertville, NJ and New Hope, PA – two really neat cities that invite you to shop, dine, or  just stroll and grab a cup o’ Joe.)


My mom, as you might know if you’re following me, is 90 years old. She is blessed enough to be able to take care of herself but at least 4 or 5 days a week I will sit with her and play a game or two of cards. She loves 500 Rum and, no, I don’t let her win. Sometimes you bite the bear, and sometimes the bear bites you. Luck of the draw and all that.
This is the view I take in as I deal, and yes I always deal. Twisting medicine bottle caps and dealing are not her forte, but she still darns my socks and hems my jeans. 🙂 There are times she has to remind me that it’s my turn. The view is simple, but the cloud formations and the position of the sun are constantly changing and this tends to mesmerize me. Enjoy the view. It won’t last long.

Stop over at Dawn’s for a lingering look of her wonderful windows and other entries as well.
Thanks for visiting. I appreciate that you dropped by. 😉


A kiss is just a kiss. Or is it? Cupcake, from Cupcake Speaks, has turned kisses into an entrepreneurial, money-making, profitable event! Charlie Brown and Lucy got nothing on this kissing canine. Her love is unconditional, but her kisses ain’t free.

Cupcake’s person is a very near and dear friend of mine and an author of children’s book, Keep Your Ear On The Ball, and they are both very talented and entertaining. Stop by and see them, order a book or two, and then head over to see more kisses at WordPress.


I have two very awesome and adorable children in my charge five days a week. Last Friday, along with my son, we drove over to Adventure Aquarium in Camden, NJ. We saw turtles and jellies, a giant, graceful hippo and a tiny poisonous frog. But the one critter we saw that fit Cee’s challenge was this beautiful red starfish. I don’t think I’ve ever seen an actual star smack dab in the middle of a starfish. Am I leading a sheltered, earthbound life, or is this unusual? Whether it’s unique or it’s an every day under the sea inhabitant, I think it’s a real looker. 🙂

For an adventure of your own, head on over to Cee’s blog and browse a little more of the red and/or white.
Thanks for visiting, commenting, liking, or just browsing.


Ain’t no mountain high enough…

Oooooooh yes there is!  Mount Washington in New Hampshire is the highest peak in the Northeastern US, looming at 6,288 ft.  (1,917 m) and back in the day, I climbed up that baby.  Never having done anything like that before, and at a friend’s suggestion, I packed some things and joined him and his 76 year old mom for the trek of my lifetime!  Little did I know what I was getting myself into.  I won’t bore you with the details but suffice it to say, half way up I was totally incapable of looking down.  Vertigo!  Who knew?  But if you know nothing else about me, know this.  I AM NOT quitter.  So without ever looking back, I made it to the top of that mother of a mountain, where I literally kissed the ground before pulling myself up over the edge and onto my wobbly legs.


My friend was an experienced climber, so I felt (reasonably) safe.  His 76 year old mom, by the way, was ahead of me every step of the way.  And I DID take a vehicle to the bottom.  Hey! One way is better than no way.

Make click on her link your way over to Ailsa’s at Where’s My Backpack for more on mountains.  Thanks Ailsa. And thanks to all of you for stopping by.


As the sun sets and the battery-powered candles flicker and grow brighter, I sit and wait for the rumble of your car to ease up the drive. I’ve turned on the outside light. I try to check the clock, but it’s just a little too dark. No matter. The time just doesn’t matter. I wait. I’ll always wait.


Happy Valentine’s Day, hon.

Visit Dawn at lingeringvisions for a look through any window… And to all, Happy Valentine’s Day.


This weekend, Jeff and I took a road trip and ended up in Valley Forge, PA. It had snowed a little the night before (as you may already know) and the countryside was just magnificent. It was a very, VERY cold day. Cold, with a blustery wind that chilled me to the bone each time I hopped out of the car to point and click. I imagine it was a lot like that when Washington’s army hunkered down within the four walls of this cabin, and others like it during the winter of 1777-1778. I don’t think you have to be a history buff to appreciate the courage this must have taken.




Think what it must have been like for Washington’s men, trying to sleep in these cold, hard bunks. How grateful are you tonight?

Visit Cee’s blog for a look at more monochromatic artistry.


Thanks for stopping by, liking, commenting, and browsing.  I may not always respond, but it’s not for lack of trying.  I appreciate each and every visitor.


Currently, I am sans computer. ANNOYING! But there’s a good reason.

Anyway, this leaves me with no photos except what’s on my iPhone and iPad, so this will be a bit of a challenge for me for a while. But hey! That’s what I’m working on – challenges mostly – so I’m holding true to my mission.

Ailsa has thrown out the “gaudy” gauntlet so here’s my find.

Home Goods, if you know the place, has a plethora of fun furniture, a myriad of mirrors, and some really loud, flashy, showy, gaudy lamps.

Feast your eyes an this dazzler!


Gaudy, but in a funky kind of nice way, wouldn’t ya say.

For a good look at some gaudy, click on the lamp and it will take you to Ailsa’s blog @ Where’s my backpack.

(I’m having issues figuring out how to link on my iPad. In case I’m failing miserably, I wouldn’t want you to miss a trip to Ailsa’s blog, so here’s the URL: )