Jul 8, 2011

on top of the cliffs july 5th 2011

Wednesday while out walking Shawn noticed a painter up on the cliffs as we headed that in that direction. with interest the group approached and received warm greeting.
Some stayed and chatted while the rest of us went onto the beach and played around in the caves and pools.

We live in a really beautiful place

Slowly being reclaimed from years of abuse from mining industry
now we have Cod along with Mackerel being fished from our beach



This encounter came along as we went about normal youth provision,
encounter between skilled painter, . . group of young men
Who came away inspired!
Shared with rest of us on the beach this encounter, his painting, his manner.
Just a simple chat as youthie `out and about`

Ordinary became something better and beautiful.

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. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"