Ever have one of those moments that just stops you in your tracks? I had one of those this morning. I guess I wax a bit more poetic during the season of Lent but my Sunday School kids have me filling up a gratitude jar and this morning is definitely going in it.

You see, I stayed up a bit too late last night watching one of those restaurant rescue shows. I don’t know why I like these shows. While I like to eat in restaurants, a life of food service would not be for me. So when the alarm went off this morning, even the Westies weren’t too keen on getting up. But, get up we did and headed downstairs to what is always my very first destination – the coffee maker.

The doggies wanted to go out first, so I headed to the patio door and that is when I saw it, and was awestruck.

You see, Colorado is known for picturesque beauty. We have gorgeous sunrises, but the main living area of our house faces west and frankly, we just don’t spend that much time looking to the east so we usually miss them. (But we enjoy daily sunsets which are equally lovely). ┬áIt must have been a trick of the light this morning because facing west, the entire hillside was lit up with golden light. It was a transitory moment, too. Just as I thought to go for the camera, the clouds moved in and the moment was gone.

Maybe there’s a lesson in that though. In the days when we all have a camera-phone in our pocket and we digitally record every interesting moment, this particular day will live on only in my memory. That makes it a bit harder to share, but it does mean that for the one moment, I was really experiencing it – not through the lens of a camera, but real. Direct. Intense. And then it was gone.

A lot of moments of life are like that – real life passes us by while we are busy checking Facebook on our cell phones. (This is not an accusation – I’m as guilty as anyone). What I will take from this is that I need to put down the phone, put away the camera and the computer, and fully experience life every now and then. It’s good for the soul.

Now to go put this in the gratitude jar. Happy Thursday everyone.


Ah, the Spam!

So, if you’re like me (and I kind of hope for your sake that you’re not), you can’t hear the word Spam without thinking of this:

It sets you thinking of musical Vikings, Spam and eggs, and deciding that maybe you’ll order the Lobster Thermidor.

But if you’re a blogger, you get another kind of Spam; one that has nothing to do with eggs or even Lobster Thermidor. You get a weekly dose of seemingly helpful people sending you comments about your blog, many of which offer you special search engine optimization services, helpful hints on buying penny stocks, and other kindnesses.

I’m a bit weird this way, I guess, because I actually read my spam, both the items posted on my blog(s) and the ones I receive in email. You see, every now and then the spam filter gets it wrong and something important ends up in there. So this morning, I went out to the spam filter, looked through about 30+ items that piled up last week, and found…nothing useful whatsoever.

So why do I keep reading it? Hope springs eternal, I guess, and sometimes the spam is funny. Like the days when I get ads via email for Christian Mingle, J-Date, and hot Eastern European ladies offering services of a type that I can’t and won’t use. Apparently these email friends are confused not only about my religion but also my taste in dating. That, along with Canadian pharmacies offering selected pharmaceuticals (again, can’t and won’t use) draws an interesting picture. Need a knock-off Rolex? I think I can set you up.

On my very lucky days, I get a number of people wanting to send me money if only I give them a bank account to transfer it into. On those days, I think about how lucky I am that 1) I know it’s fake and 2) I am smart enough not to fall for it.

Silly folks; if only they would spam me with advertisements offering free shipments of yarn or sheep fleeces, they might raise my attention.

Next time you’re bored, go read your spam and let me know in the comments who is sending you this virtual love. Happy reading! (Just don’t reply!!)