Friday, May 13, 2016

Vera, Chuck, and Dave

Old woman photographing the old wharf in the rising fog
If you were ever a fan of the Beatles then you know what the title of this post means. Ah, yes, that gray-haired woman in the above photo is me, and I celebrate my 64th revolution around the sun today.
The old wharf in the rising fog
I always thought I’d feel older when I turned 64, but I pretty much feel the way I always have. My dreams haven’t changed much and neither has my outlook on life.
I still ridiculously hope for some cosmic awakening so that everyone will see that we humans are all one species on one beautiful whirling planet in space.
The stories of Gods and country borders are simply too old to be relevant anymore, and yet… and yet they persist.
I still believe we need to work together to spare the planet our endless appetites and protect species from our pretense of dominion.
I will always cherish the era I came of age in and am utterly grateful to have danced at Woodstock; built my own cabin when I was 22 years old; crossed the country by car more times than I can remember; even to have loved and lost, but to have also let myself to fall deeply in love again for the past 28 years.
I am happy to have come to know the names of flowers, butterflies, moths, lizards, and birds, and to have stumbled on my true love of photography and atmospheric optics-- all in the past decade. Once I turned my eyes on the world around me, I found out just how beautiful it all is, whether I'm looking up or down, near or far. In every direction is something that warrants appreciation.
The benefits of discovering the macro setting while the roses are in bloom
Getting old(er) has been interesting, and I intend to keep at it. And next year, if all goes as planned, I'll be eligible for Medicare. Ah, the perks of old age.

When I get older losing my hair
Many years from now
Will you still be sending me a valentine
Birthday greetings, bottle of wine?
If I'd been out till quarter to three
Would you lock the door?
Will you still need me, will you still feed me
When I'm sixty-four?

52 comments:

  1. Have the happiest of birthday celebrations, Robin! You are ageing gracefully and are a good role model!

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  2. Happy Day, Robin! You're such a delightfully refreshing babe in the wilderness! I hope you have a great day and a truly wonderful year ahead. Life in macro-wishing you more critters and petals and legs and feathers and fur than your wildest dreams.

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    1. Ah, a babe in the wilderness, I love that. Thank you for these wishes. My heart soars whenever I think about what I might see next.

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  3. Happy birthday. Glad you are having a good one. I don't think I began to feel that old had happened until I got to my 70s lol

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    1. I was wondering when I might start to feel old. I think I noticed a real decline watching people I've known in their 80s. I'm hoping for a few more good years. You have been a wonderful role model!

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  4. Happy birthday, beautiful woman! Here's a toast of fine red wine to another year in the macro lane.

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    1. You really do know me! We will definitely raise our glasses tonight and be thankful for all our good friends and their good wishes.

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  5. Sending much love to you on your 64th birthday! You know what George Harrison sang?

    "... Universe at play inside your DNA
    You're a billion years old today ..."

    (lyrics from "The Rising Sun")

    Love the Tao of your ongoing photos of our vast ever-changing sky coupled with the new photos, where you are looking closely and deeply into the ever-changing mystery and beauty that can be touched right here on our vast earth.

    Splendid photos of the corvid and the rose!

    Lovely portrait of you. Someone said that we are in the adolescence of our old age during these years. We are young old women and men!

    Thank you so much for the light you bring.

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    1. couldn't have said it better myself. TY AM.

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    2. I love love love George Harrison's lyrics. I don't know how I missed those, but I did. So wonderful, and definitely my new mantra. Thank you for that. From one young old woman to another!

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  6. Wishing you a fantastic day today, and many happy and healthy birthdays ahead!

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    1. Thank you for those good wishes, Harold!

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  7. Of course, being 64 this year myself, I knew what the title meant. Your blog and your photos and connecting with you on Facebook has been such a joy to me, and on your birthday I celebrate you and am grateful for you. And for Roger. XO

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    1. I love how we have been such good friends for so many years. It is the best part of the internet. Reciprocal gratitude.

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  8. Wishing you another happy Trip-Around-The-Sun Day. I love this post. Speaks of so many things that I think about almost daily. So much left to see, know, explore!

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    1. Bev-- Thank you so much. You have taught me so much about the moths, spiders, and bugs of our world!

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  9. An extraordinary post, my friend. You've summed it up well. When you're 104 and you pass away, please let someone know to put "she built a cabin at age 22 in the wilds of Oregon" in your obituary. It says a lot about your grit.

    Rock another trip around the sun, dear lady!

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    1. 104! OMG, I have so many years ahead, and I'm freakin' tired already. LOL! Well, I didn't build it entirely alone, my partner and I built it together. But we did it without any power tools (oy gevult!), and I designed the layout and added a bay window myself! Wheee!

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  10. Happy Birthday, Robin! I can attest that 64 is a Splendid year! You wear it well!

    Here's a poem for you on your Special day.

    May the nourishment of the earth be yours,
    may the clarity of light be yours,
    may the fluency of the ocean be yours,
    may the protection of the ancestors be yours.
    And so may a slow
    wind work these words
    of love around you,
    an invisible cloak
    to mind your life.
    ~ John O'Donohue

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    1. You are a beautiful role model of aging splendidly, the very definition of joie de vivre. Thank you for this poem, the perfect gift for my heart.

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  11. A very Happy Birthday to you, Robin Andrea,
    may it be as positive and fun as you are.

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    1. Thank you so much. It's a gray day here, but I'm hoping to get out for a nice long walk.

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  12. Happy Birthday Robin! What a fantastic post this is! It really is beautifully written also. I hope you enjoy this great day.

    I really only know you from your blog, but based on what I know about you from it, there is no doubt that your words and feelings are genuine and from the heart.

    I'm a little older that you, and I am happy to be this age. If not, I would have never witnessed and/or taken part in some of the amazing things that took place in the 60s and 70s. The world has never been exactly same since. Yes, there are still terrible things in the world, but some things did change, and some of US changed. A friend and I hitchhiked to San Francisco between our junior and senior years in high school. It was during the "summer of love." I know that to a lot of people that sounds like a cliche, but it so was much more than that. Everything changed that summer. We changed. Inside, I still feel like the same person that I was back then also. Of course, the world gets in the way some times, but still...

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    1. If I remember correctly the summer of love was in 1967. Such a time. I was only 15 and still living in New Jersey, but my heart was in San Francisco that summer. We spent time in Greenwich Village where the art, music, politics, and love were so much like the gatherings in Golden Gate Park. Yes, that era was so much more; everything changed that summer. It was an awakening that has stayed with me all these years.

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    2. It was 1967. I totally agree with what you just said. I was almost 17 when this happened.

      My friend and I both told our parents that we were taking a bus up to visit my brother for a few weeks in San Jose. What we actually did, was hitchhike to Haight-Ashberry. We never saw my brother at all, and he agreed to cover for us if my mom happened to call (she didn't). We even extended our time up there. There was also a seedy side to Haight-Ashberry. All in all, it was amazing!


      Unfortunately, 14 months later, I received my draft notice. Instead of being drafted, I joined the Marine Corps instead and was in Vietnam while you were at Woodstock. I'm sure I don't have to tell you that I'd rather have been at Woodstock.

      I think I need to do a post on this subject! Once again, Happy Birthday Robin.

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    3. Geez...make that Haight Ashbury

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    4. Pat-- I hope you do do a post about that time. Both the hitchhiking adventure to San Francisco and the time you spent in Vietnam. I would love to read that. When my twin brother and I graduated from high school in 1970, my family sold the house and moved to California. We didn't know anyone in the San Fernando Valley, and being the crazy reckless girl I was at 18, I hitchhiked up the coast and spent time in Berkeley with my older brother's friends. The times were already changing by then, and the Summer of Love faded, but never from my heart.

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  13. Happy Birthday robin. Ah to be 64 again. You wear it so well. It must be hard for a gentle soul like you to read the headlines today but it is folks like you that will get us through.

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    1. Thank you, Patti! Yes, the headlines break my heart. It's probably why I am always looking to balance that insanity by a good long walk.

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  14. A Very Happy Birthday to you Robin Andrea!
    Warmest greetings!

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    1. Sonia! What a wonderful surprise. Have not seen you in so many years. Thank you so much for the birthday wishes and for stopping by.

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    2. Good morning Robin Andrea!
      Thank you.
      I am glad to visit you and I enjoy your words and photos so much.
      Wishing you and yours a beautiful weekend.

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    3. I just bookmarked your blog again and will be stopping by to keep in touch. Enjoy your weekend too!

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  15. Sweet Robin. I love you. You are my guru !!! Happy, happy birthday.

    love, Martha

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    1. Martha-- Thank you for your kind good words and wishes. Roger and I totally love you too!

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  16. hope you and roger have been dancing in the sunshine, watching beautiful skies, and lingering near a surf busy with natural treasures. happy birthday, robin!

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    1. I like your vision of our day, Sky. It sounds perfect. Thank you so much for your good wishes.

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  17. Lovely post, happiest of birthdays to you, long live the Beatles, and what a beautiful and rich comment thread, as well. Happy birthday, Robin!

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    1. Thank you, Val! The best part of blogging is getting to share a piece of world. The comments make it all seem much cozier.

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  18. Happy birthday, and many more to come! And may things just keep getting better.

    My own birthday is not that far away -- the 18th. I'll be 66. Turning 65 and getting Medicare was great for me. It saves me more than $6,000 a year in insurance cost.

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    1. Thank you, Mark. I really am looking forward to next year's big Medicare birthday. Your birthday is just around the corner. I'll be checking on the blog to wish you a happy day on the 18th!

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  19. What a joy to find all these lovely posts.

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  20. Love to you always, Robin. xo

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  21. Hope you had a happy birthday. Yep, very true, gods and borders are such an ancient idea, but they are sticking around. Greed wins out in that way every time.

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    1. Hello Pat,
      Thank you for stopping by.
      It was quite a surprise.
      Had not seen you here before. Makes me wonder if there will be more!

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  22. 64! You poor old scudder. I'm 67, and Peggy, my wife, turns 65 next month, which is wonderful, really, since it means she can go on Medicare.

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    1. Snowbrush-- I'm looking forward to next year when I get to have Medicare. Roger has had it for almost nine years already. It's great!

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