June in Tahoe!

Beauty can be defined by me nowadays as June in Lake Tahoe. Wow. The water is 3 shades of blue, from light (almost green) blue to a little darker and then the crystal clear blue waters. Driving to work or around town everyday there is a place in the road that runs very close to the water, and there... almost catching your breath as you drive along the shore are the 3 shades of blue, boats in the water and the mountains on the water's horizon. It's really spectacular and wonderful. The water is necessary for my soul for sure, it reminds me of 'home' in San Diego and oh how we loved the ocean. Watching the gorgeous kiddos surf the waves and enjoying the water's beauty in another way. Here in Tahoe when the wind stirs the lake to show it's own little ruffled waves, one can almost see the surf again. It's just beautiful here. We've got the hiking, biking, skiing, boating, mountains, hillsides, cabins and mansions all in view. I can see my Mark Twain wrote about the beauty here. It's helpful to the soul to get away from the gas prices and crisis of life to rest in the water's comfort. And to have a companion who is caring along with it, one can easily feel humbled by life's ability to turn and renew itself if we hang on. Howie and I were lucky enough to spend a fabulous weekend dressing up in 'old-days' clothes for the Queen's 25th Big Birthday out on the lake, then enjoying the dinner party at night in her new glory (and revel in what a make over in the millions can do ! "old fashioned" and modern at the same time). We gushed over each other later saying how blessed we are to be there for each other and enjoy the mountains and lake's refreshing spirit all together. Not to say there are not some tough things going on, with everyone. Who isn't struggling today? Ok, maybe the celebrities or those with millions in the bank, but that's a rare few. the rest of us are all in this together. Can someone please invent a no-gas-needed transportation device? ugh. But... back to the beauty where we can relax and appreciate the peace of a flower's reach for the sun... ahh... fresh air, spring flowers, come up to the lake you guys! Mama Joan is on her way for a visit, then it'll be your turn. Many hugs.