Day 3571: Remember.

 

 

"Remember": photograph.

 

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2GN2S ...

(*This is a requested repeat of Day 2368 in 2020)

The Dalai Lama got out of a Honda.

 

Just an ordinary beautiful Thursday. 

I am washing dishes and checking the neighborhood.

I find out a lot from that vantage point.

A Honda I didn't recognize pulled into a parking space in front.

As is my duty, I looked to see who was inside.

He took his time and I assumed it might be a lady.
Then, the Dalai Lama got out of the grey Honda.

He was dressed in his disguise attire.

A faded flowered shirt and baggy pants.

The kicker was he wore both a belt and suspenders.

He opened the car back door and got a file.

He clicked the remote and locked his car,

as he walked off to a nearby residence.

I just checked he's still there.

I'll respect his privacy.

 

 

Update ...

 

Hugs are good!  

I have taught all three grandsons when very young that  

a human needs 8 hugs a day to thrive, and, since I live alone, 

I am in need of many hugs. They have and still do greet 

me with hugs at first sight and continues to add more. 

We did n't hug in my family, or in boarding school and even 

as a young lady, so the importance came to me later in life. 

I have now made up for that deficiency. Even better, being

  sandwiched between loved ones in a group hug. I love, too, 

a hug that makes you feel like you can exhale deeply for the 

first time in a long time. Hugging strangers in celebration 

or in gratitude, even, feels like a special privilege.

 

 

 

A fun 4-minute video, tree hotel, here.

 

Just because ...

 

 

 

Smiles for Monday ...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

   

 

 

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