We were at the Makaha Valley Golf Club sitting on the lanai enjoying the breeze, the view, each other and a couple of exquisite sandwiches. I took some photos of the birds, then I turned back and looked over my shoulder at the building. The reflection in the windows was picture perfect and I have always wanted to take a picture of perfection, so ….
(with, perhaps, a couple of slight flaws)
I have not forgotten you, but I am busy typing my story AND preparing a sermon. (Pastor is out of town.) I have convinced OC to sing a solo. I doubt I will get to video tape it — or that he would allow me to publish it if I did.
Tomorrow I have a luncheon in town. Saturday OC has a concert at Pearl Harbor on the USS Missouri (yes, I’ll take pics), and Sunday I am leading worship at church and attending a party straight after (if I am still invited). I hope all of you are enjoying your summer as well!
OC and I went to lunch Sunday and sat on the lanai of a restaurant overlooking a golf course. It is a lovely view with all the flowering trees in bloom, the emerald green manicured lawns and the azure sea beyond. I took my camera to capture the view, but company came and took much of my attention.
The company was uninvited. He slowly sidled up to the table and helped himself …
He approached us with an innocent, “don’t mind me” air.
He casually strolled closer, looking everywhere but at us.
He nonchalantly took a seat at our table.
Scooted up close.
Stepped on up to the plate …
Gave it a thorough inspection.
Then admonished us. “Okay you two, perhaps you didn’t get the memo. All guests are required to leave a bite or two for me!”
He tried valiantly to convince us that our callous disregard of his dietary wishes had put him in eminent peril. In other words, he insisted he was starving. He might have made better headway if he’d sucked in his gut.