Next time you read a new post here I expect it will be coming from Alaska!!! I have my good camera and two backups so there should be pictures. Extra batteries and what not, too. I may not get a selfie at the Anchorage airport since I am not sure how light it will be at 12:30 a.m. but there is a chance. If not I will try to get one at Wasilla with the ubiquitous mountains in the background to show where I am!
BTW, my box arrived according to my hostess so I will have clothes besides the one change going in my suitcase--a small one that will stow under the seat. I hate to check bags--so much can happen to them. So here are two poems. They are copyrighted as all of this blog is, I might remind you. not that any of my dear friends and readers would violate that! Go in peace and we'll visit again soon!
A Champion is made within
From will to try, to strive, to win.
To work with all your heart and soul
And mastery make your total goal.
To stretch, to hurt, to sacrifice,
To listen to mentors and advice
But then to follow your own star—
However high, however far.
To want much more than anything
To scale that peak, to snatch that ring.
To say I will, believe I can;
Be deaf to any beast or man
Who seeks to hinder, hold you back
From dogged following that track.
You silence every sneaking doubt,
The ones within, the ones without.
Until a champion you may be,
Forever best and forever free.
20 Jul 2014 GMW
Flowers of fire light up the night,
Colors so vivid, brief but so bright.
Ephemeral patterns sparkle and fade
Fairy dust scatters, light into shade.
One time a year, a magical hour,
Anticipation adds to its power.
Sublime and inspiring, yet so quickly gone.
Once more just a memory, faded ere dawn.
How many times have I watched in delight
As the flowers of fire light up my night?
4 July 2014 GMW