I was born in 1953 and I must have had thousands of black-and-white moments. In fact, I’m having one right now walking in my beautiful backyard with my border collie, who has been number one on my bucket list since I can remember, and I finally found her.
Every summer we go up to Prince Edward Island for two weeks to a lovely little cottage on a cliff of Argyle Shore. When people ask me what it’s like, I say “it’s like going back to the 1950s”. Going on walks along the beach that you can actually take your dog on and not get harassed by the authorities ( 100% EMF free btw); brousing off-the-beaten-track bookstores that are just crammed to the gills with old classics; going into Victoria and spending time window shopping through all their quaint little shops, then having a wonderful plate of fish and chips and a beer; flying a kite! I could name 25 more activities that bring me back to my childhood: this is what a true vacation is, not searching out the most expensive tropical paradise that one can find through your travel agent. It’s going back to my roots, back to my childhood, back to simpler things. But most importantly, time to read the Bible, time to pray, time to encourage my family. Even going to church is simpler there, where people actually SING the PSALMS! Can you believe that? Thank you, Daniel, for a wonderful post!
Being outside in all of Gods creation is life giving. The birds singing every single morning. Literally finding joy in the small things 🕊️. Joy doesn’t need to be complicated to be true. (I love that).
Danny - this beautiful prose put a lump in my throat.
Thank you for this reminder that we must all strive to find these moments amidst our struggles and utter disgust at what has happened these last 5 years.
Am I happy? I have some fleeting moments. Do I have joy? Yes. When I pay attention to all the blessings and grace God has given me.
Absolutely enjoyed your tv reminiscence Daniel. How things have changed ! When I was little, in our incredibly hot summer nights...too hot we had to sleep outside on the grass in huge front lawn...dad would drag the tv set out front door with a very long extension chord. Just a rug on the grass and you fell asleep laying on it looking at the stars and wondering and mind wandering...it was the best life then.
Sounds like a great father Deb, what a wonderful memory. This post will help me in my prayers today. I’ve also been spending way too much time on my phone. My son’s girlfriend is here for the summer and last night she asked to play a board game….now THAT is a great start!
I was born in 1953 and I must have had thousands of black-and-white moments. In fact, I’m having one right now walking in my beautiful backyard with my border collie, who has been number one on my bucket list since I can remember, and I finally found her.
Every summer we go up to Prince Edward Island for two weeks to a lovely little cottage on a cliff of Argyle Shore. When people ask me what it’s like, I say “it’s like going back to the 1950s”. Going on walks along the beach that you can actually take your dog on and not get harassed by the authorities ( 100% EMF free btw); brousing off-the-beaten-track bookstores that are just crammed to the gills with old classics; going into Victoria and spending time window shopping through all their quaint little shops, then having a wonderful plate of fish and chips and a beer; flying a kite! I could name 25 more activities that bring me back to my childhood: this is what a true vacation is, not searching out the most expensive tropical paradise that one can find through your travel agent. It’s going back to my roots, back to my childhood, back to simpler things. But most importantly, time to read the Bible, time to pray, time to encourage my family. Even going to church is simpler there, where people actually SING the PSALMS! Can you believe that? Thank you, Daniel, for a wonderful post!
Same same...the good life, I had the best parents, the best fun, the best adventures together.
Thank you for the reminder. 🥰
Being outside in all of Gods creation is life giving. The birds singing every single morning. Literally finding joy in the small things 🕊️. Joy doesn’t need to be complicated to be true. (I love that).
Amen sissy.
Danny - Leslie is my twin. 🥰
Danny - this beautiful prose put a lump in my throat.
Thank you for this reminder that we must all strive to find these moments amidst our struggles and utter disgust at what has happened these last 5 years.
Am I happy? I have some fleeting moments. Do I have joy? Yes. When I pay attention to all the blessings and grace God has given me.
@Laura- I'm working harder at looking for the good things.
Me too, Kittynana.
Absolutely enjoyed your tv reminiscence Daniel. How things have changed ! When I was little, in our incredibly hot summer nights...too hot we had to sleep outside on the grass in huge front lawn...dad would drag the tv set out front door with a very long extension chord. Just a rug on the grass and you fell asleep laying on it looking at the stars and wondering and mind wandering...it was the best life then.
Sounds like a great father Deb, what a wonderful memory. This post will help me in my prayers today. I’ve also been spending way too much time on my phone. My son’s girlfriend is here for the summer and last night she asked to play a board game….now THAT is a great start!
I genuinely prefer black and white. I always found colour TV garish.
Reminds me of going into a hardware store and asking for a mechanical hand drill.
I love the B&W tv shows of the 50s when the audience was live and the improv of the actors is obvious. I am vehemently against colorizing old movies.