Happy 15th Birthday Morphological Confetti!

Today, on April 4, 2005, I joined blogger as a way to start a web journal. I thought that it would be a great platform to not only express myself but to sort of record my ideas, and it has proven true. I started with just my thoughts for a particular day. Soon, it morphed into a way to write and share my photography. Then, it morphed into a way to share my poetry and prose. That led to me meeting other writers, not only here in the United States, but writers and bloggers from across the globe. This blog has taken me from New York City poetry events to celebrations of  African descendant culture in Uruguay, South America. It has been a blessing. So, today I celebrate this platform, and I hope to celebrate it for many more years to come. So much has changed since my first post 15 years ago. It will be interesting to see what God has in store for me in the next 15 years. I'm excited! Well, before I end this anniversary post, I'd like to thank all of you for supporting this blog and for sharing your thoughts in my post. It has added so much flavor to many a conversation about various topics. The journey has been almost as sweet and tasty as this featured cake. It was so yummy. 😋 Well, take care, thank you, and stay safe. Peace~ 

Here is my first post from April 4, 2005:

This is my first day on Blogger! I am very excited about blogger and my future postings. Also, today is the first Monday after Daylight Savings and I am still a day late and a dollar short. Peace~

Photo and Thought from MLK

"Rarely do we find men who willingly engage in hard, solid thinking. There is an almost universal quest for easy answers and half-baked solutions. Nothing pains some people more than having to think."  ~ Martin Luther King, Jr.

A Fresh Perspective

Good morning-

This weekend was interesting to say the least. I had a great time in Chicago and seemed to experience nearly every inch of the town. It was a great mini vacation. One of the most interesting aspects of that trip was the ride. I rode shotgun with my cousin and a friend of his, and the conversations ranged from politics to religion. We also talked about relationships and marriage. In fact, we talked about everything  men talk about when they are locked in a car for 10 hours. Right? The men I talked to in that car had a positive attitude towards life and the women they loved (including their mothers). They viewed the world with an opened mind and did not accept just one explanation. They gave their own theories about the plight of man with supported evidence. I listened and also gave my view on things. It was both refreshing and thought provoking. It is a rare occasion that I get to engage in such discourse. It's great mental stimulation -- cerebral aerobics. It is great practice and it forces me to take a stand on something.
Anyway, besides that I ate, drank and laughed my way through a beautiful weekend in the mild and sunny city of Chicago.
Well, it's back to work and my daily routine. The great thing is that I enjoyed that world too. In keeping the spirit of my excursion, I'd like to make a toast: here's to great conversation, tolerance, and good friends! (esp. my dear friend on the South Shore. God bless you). Peace~