He looks more and more like he did in the old days….
Loving the long hair, distinguished, proud, classic…
and his Raybans, dark and mysterious, leaving you wondering.
And WHAT is that in his hand? A Legionnaire’s HAT………
HIS Legionnaire’s Hat………….
…she has him now…
like some mystic lover who won’t let go…
she insists … she calls
and he listens…
he has no choice
and i have no choice
but to wait
A Home by any other name would smell as sweet…
What is Home? a Place…. a Person… a Memory?
To each is the answer, their own answer, an ever changing
or Never changing entity to pin your heart on.
I have found a Home… it perhaps is not a forever thing,
and then again, we never know, do we….
I do have other Homes in my heart, and now,
One special person
lives there forever …
He has become a home for me to go to.
So….One lives inside me, and for now, the other One,
the One that I shall live IN… has arrived.
The European/Mediterranean style white wash, with arches
and red terra tiles stands secluded on a wooded hillside, with
decks and walks, entry elegance and winding staircase.
Space……….. windows……. and quiet freedom.
Nestled above the fogline, the summers will bring a welcome
warm, and windows filled with ocean and sky.
Places to work, and lots of time alone. Alone!
The gentleman owner lives there sporatically, most of the
time traveling and working. When he’s there, I have a large
private room and work spaces to myself.
Yes…….. after long looks, months of askings and
nights filled with worry and wonderings.
I move next weekend.
I am sooooooooooooo happy.
Thank you All for your help and so many good wishes.
I would imagine that pictures are to follow!
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What a film….. what a Film! I’m emphatically in love with this film,
this man, this depiction of an astounding era in our history.
TRUMBO was/is a Man of the first degree, and the same name
graces the film that has captured my heart… at least for the
moment… yes, i admit to being just a bit fickle.
See it… embrace it… absorb it… stick with it, for it will not
disappoint you, nor leave you wondering why…
Blacklisted in the fifties, a brilliant career destroyed, and his
family nearly so, he truly rises as the Phoenix that he was.
Hedda Hopper…. I had No idea what a complete power mongering
bitch she was.. and Helen Mirren does her justice. John Goodman!
some fellow playing Kirk Douglas who sparkles….. Elle Fanning …
another bright sparkler….. Diane Lane as wife eternal….. and
Bryan Cranston as the Man.
I got it because of him, but this entire film took me on the
EE Ticket ride and at the finish, I felt as though someone handed me
a cotton candy and a big red balloon.
Just SEE IT!
Here’s Alcir on his Birth Day last year, treating Himself
and Himself alone, to all the things he enjoys most…
…well, Nearly all the things… February 14, 2015…
and making a Video to share and commemorate.
He’s on his Boat in Norway…. named? “My Way”…!
Notice Two Mugs on his celebration table….
One is for his favorite Futebol (soccer) team, and
the Other is something I gave him years ago… Point Arena!
oh… and wait… are those the vintage Raybans I gave him?
……He started emailing me 2 weeks later.
The above pic is recent, growing his hair again,
and loosing 30 pounds!
Still working on the technology of it all, but you can enjoy this….
We are now starting the New Site…. champagne and baloney….
with this same posting … and as I hone my skills, you will see
snippets of his Videos and mine, to enjoy and ponder, in the future.
Visit it and say Hi to our new project !
https://champagneandbaloney.wordpress.com/
So! where would you like me to go from here,
dear Readers?
Shall I return to 2006 Rio, and ever so softly and
gently begin to describe the ups and downs of
that six month visit? For that is where i left off
quite some time ago. I suppose it must be dealt
with, yet it really sounds like work to me.
Or perhaps moving forward would be appropriate,
beginning to share some of the delightful stuff
that has surfaced during this year of Contact…
I do have one tasty morsel for you… one that I find
terribly touching, and more than enormously
rewarding…. shall i start there?
As we began our Skype sharing, and after that first
bizarre encounter, when we just sat and stared at
eachother …. so Other it was…
…and after a myriad of catching ups and apologies,
he was kind enough to tell me about himself and
his vast changes.
I know that men also go through deep changes as
they age, that testosterone backs off and more
tender places emerge. And I could detect a much
more than subtle nuance within this man.
But it seems that during these years apart, he had
been reading what i was writing, with all it’s blatant
honesty, the positives and the negatives about this
convoluted man….absorbing the life from another
perspective, and he told me ……..
….”You have made me a better man.”
He had begun to understand so much as he followed
the descriptions of my sadness and his cruelty, as
well as my clear understanding of Who he Really was.
He realized I Saw him, all of him.
He waited, he said, until the anger subsided…. until
he felt he could approach me again.
” I just want Peace now,” he said.
” I don’t want Violence any more. I’m Done with
Violence……….I just want Peace in my life”
I have let that sit within my soul for a while now.
Makes me feel such goodness about writing!
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