“Hey Pops, You Might Be a Tad Crazy But Maybe Not Nuts”

“Simba” a good buddy, indeed…
Photo by John Lugar…

Simba greets me each morning with a sweet meow and a peck on the cheek. He looked at me this morning and said, “Pops, you’re a tad crazy but not nuts, maybe…

Simba, is a good buddy, indeed. He helps me out of bed each morning when my body doesn’t want to move…

“I know you hurt, Pops, but it’s time to get up,” Simba looks at me with a smile and a sweet and kind meow…

Simba is always kind and loving. He knows Pops needs a little extra help to get going in the morning…

Simba also knows he is very hungry in the morning. But he also knows, Pops needs a little tender loving care first, each and every morning…

Furry loved ones are that way, you know. Simba is that way too…

Simba waits patiently by the bathroom door. For he knows I’ll feel better after a shower and my meds…

Simba watches me with kindness and love while I get dressed. For he loves me I know…

Simba know when it’s time to head out to the kitchen. He leads me kindly and gently to the kitchen, while looking back to see if I’m okay…

Some mornings it goes this way when the pain is more than I can bear. Simba knows when Pops needs a little extra help. For he is always there with a sweet smile and a little peck on my cheek.

“Thank you Simba!” I say each morning with a hug and rub on his back. Simba loves that too…and loves me, I know…

Steve Sparks, Author, Blogger, Mental Health Advocate…and aspiring artisan.

A Long “Mystic” Journey Ends in Little Whale Cove…

“Mystic” a journey at sea…

I call this old driftwood piece “Mystic.” It was a heavy clump of a black thing awhile back, when discovered after a storm in the Cove. I feel like an archeologist looking for the lost colony of the ancients from another time long ago…

Look closely to see the groves, nooks, cranies, corners and crevasses. Imagine discovering a buried colony from the ancient past.

The piece was decomposing. Driftwood has a life cycle in the planet’s echo system. Some pieces of driftwood become petrified over time, a long long time at sea…

Many living things from the sea, build communities and thrive, while taking up residence over many decades at sea and on land. It was on a “mystic’ journey so I imagined. God only knows to be sure…

See the Air Plant in a welcoming opening? It can be a cool coffee table top inspiration. Soul talks with friends and loved ones to see…

Dream with me. Imagine it’s journey around in the sea and on land before washing ashore at Little Whale Cove in the spring…

Come see our selection of driftwood sculptures and sea mysteries sometime. Imagine with me…. Go to this link with me, and your friends and loved ones too…

Steve Sparks, Author, Blogger, Mental Health Advocate…and aspiring artisan…