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Island Time

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Island Time

With summer almost over and vacations over except for
the billions of cell phone shots, makes me wonder how
many found their island in time?
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Was it one of those little green-treed islands of the American
San Juan’s with no name? The one you “found” as if it had
gone missing?
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Or was it the “Big Island” that you flew to and took tours
complete with rum drinks with fruity-salty-umbrelled rims?
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My island, for part of this year, was my comfortable, air
conditioned car seat, travelling to the northwest and southern
California where I said goodbye to brother, John.
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The rest of my summer was spent on our patio, only comfortable
after we lit off the citronella to keep the no-seeums at bay.
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For some of us the vacation never ends, life is that good. For
others, not so good. The old, sick, and those alone in hospitals
and nursing homes need vacations, too.
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For those that vacations don’t seem to matter I say, “Don’t
despair, there is a life where there’s no work, hardship or
tears” “There is a place where politics simply don’t matter, too!”
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Look around at the beauty of your friends. Listen
to their wisdom no matter how old or young; soak up the
smells of burning leaves or the season’s first fire in the
fireplace. Pet the dog, marvel at the changing light at dawn,
live life, enjoy, most of it is free!
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Just when you think things are going to hell in a tote bag
you can always tune in your own personal & private
“Island Time”