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Del Tura Creative Writer’s Workshop As with all other activities in Del Tura that have been carried on in the common areas, our Creative Writers Workshop has been temporarily suspended. My hope is that, by the time this edition of the Tower goes to print, the lifestyle that we loved and may have taken for granted will have been restored.
Sunset By Nancy Ashe Another day has passed and is forever claimed to history in all of our lives. Daily turmoil, work requirements, schedules, illnesses occupy the world we live in. Often, it is very difficult to imagine or feel all the other problems permeating our society. There are too many to mention, but as we live, grow, mature and develop our own stories, we continuously become more aware of the varied trials that life proposes. Carpe Diem, “seize the day” is a saying to proclaim a feelgood attitude to a new day. I say, look up at sunset and capture the end of the day to carry you into quiet, peaceful slumber, to transport your
dreams toward a brand-new day. View the magical rotation of our planet as we revolve away from the fire of day that keeps us warm, feeds our fruit and vegetables, nourishes our vegetation to protect our wildlife and feed many creatures. We see the never-ending sky painting a glorious vision of multiple colors and robust characters that we refer to as clouds. Take a moment to unpack your troubles and look up to find the peace and serenity that awaits you. See the clouds’ performances that create formations of trees, dogs, faces and continuous variations of nature with unsurpassed artistic beauty.
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By Nancy Davy
I have reviewed all the submittals of our group to date and selected three that I feel are uplifting. I think we all can use a little bit of that right now. In the meantime, I know I speak for all of our group in extending our best wishes to all for your safety and good health.
Make a date with sunset - no coupons needed; it’s free and will never disappoint. Paradise By Barbara Jones From the back of my house I can see a golf green and a golf tee box. These two areas provide an enormous amount of entertainment. The body language of the golfers always indicate if the putt goes in or if it misses the cup. When golfers leave the tee box, their body language says if the ball is out of bounds or on the green. The green and the tee box not only provide human entertainment, but is a source of immaculate lawn maintenance. Every morning as the clock strikes 6:00AM the machines start cutting, clipping, fertilizing, blowing, etc. Because of these activities, there is beautiful green grass to admire every day. Not only do I enjoy the beautiful manicured golf course, but so do the animals that call these areas home. There are a variety of animals that live on the golf course by my house but there are some I enjoy more than others. Most mornings when the blinds next to the golf course are opened, I see the beautiful colors of an exquisite sunrise and usually four or five ducks walking around the tee box. Sometimes there are also several browsing the area. Then, of course, when there is a break in the golfers during the day my favorite ducks appear… the Muscovy ducks. One of my Muscovy stories started happening this summer. I noticed in the morning a mother and seven babies walking across the green to the tee box and into the pond. In the evening, I witnessed the same mother and seven babies
walk back across the tee box and the green into the other pond. The last time I observed this family of teenagers there were only five of them and the mother, but they were still walking in a straight, single line. The mother, of course, was leading. Turtles are also frequent guests in this area. When one of them decides to go from one pond to the other, it takes a while. Sometimes they must stop and rest in the street that goes between the green, tee box and the two ponds. When that happens, usually a car or a golf cart stops, and the driver gets out and helps the turtle out of the street. If the driver puts the turtle back on the side of the street that he was leaving, the turtle starts his voyage all over again. One evening I witnessed nine sand cranes on the other side of the green. They seemed to be just leisurely socializing with each other after having their dinner at a bird feeder up the street. When squirrels get excited, they do lots of talking. About a month ago while I was working in the yard, I heard lots of chatter from a squirrel up in a tree. The reason for the chatter was a bunny sitting next to the tree. I continued to work, the squirrel maintained his chatter and the bunny stayed in his space. When I returned to the yard later the bunny had not moved but was gone when I checked the second time. The bunny returned the next evening to the same place without the chattering squirrel. In addition to the beautiful golf course, the entertaining golfers and the delightful animals, the back of my house has a view of a lighted fountain that runs 24/7. This fountain
provides a relaxing/calming atmosphere, especially in the evenings. “A place or state of great beauty or delight” is the definition of Paradise. After considering what I see from the back of my house, I believe I witness “Paradise” every day. The Beach By Nancy Davy A cacophony of sunlit sounds live at the beach. I crest the tufted knoll and am assailed with smell of salt spray. Sandals slip off; toes slip into sun-warmed sand as balmy breezes lift my cares and carry them away. Waves roll in from the horizon under summer’s cloudless sky. Here is life, and it is everywhere, and in all sizes. Children splash as waves rush and retreat. Shells sparkle in the shifting sand. Egrets stalk stiff-legged, poking beaks into the sand, then cock their heads and chortle as they find a tasty morsel. Gulls screech and squabble, undaunted by my presence. A sand crab scurries for cover. Pelicans ride the breeze majestically, then wheel and dive. Brightly covered canvas chairs march in even rows along the private hotel beachfronts; sun worshippers recline – tinkling laughter, conversation permeates my outer conscience. I daydream. I walk slowly, watching as my footprints fill with water, then are whisked away by the next tide’s pull. How pleasurable, this exercise of just observing nature. It draws me to a yearning to never leave this undemanding place, so full of life and yet so far removed from it. Priorities are re-discovered here.
