2100: 3 X 700

I realized as I was about to write this that it will be Blip #2100. REALLY? How can that be? I don't know, but I know that I still love blipping -- everyday -- just keeping track of life and that the mundane as well as the magnificent make life meaningful.

I have some of the most spectacular shots of this evening's sunset just off the coast of Central California from Cayucos (ki-u-cuss). But even before logging into Blip, I had decided that the photo of walking with these three furry behinds in front of me this evening presented one of the most meaningful moments of my day. These three have watched me all afternoon for the moment, even the hint of the moment, when I would grab their leashes and hook them to their harnesses and we'd be off and gone -- pointed toward the coast -- the shoreline -- that they love to walk.

It was slightly after 6:00 p.m. I knew that the sunset was rapidly approaching. I had been busy talking on the phone with Mr. Fun, who did not accompany me here this past Thursday afternoon. We've just learned, though, that tomorrow, very early, he will be hitching a ride here with our son-in-law, who is on his way to northern California for this coming week's work.

Anyway, as these three and I walked, they were in the biggest hurry. If they decided to take off and drag me, they could. As I looked at those three little fannies, my heart swelled with joy, with pleasure, with excitement, with the knowledge that if anything happened to anyone of these three my heart would be shattered. How in the world can three little animals hold my heart so hostage???

When I left the house, I thought I was going to view a contemplative moment -- the moment when the sun is singing its goodbye. As much as I love the night, I always feel a twinge of sadness to see the sun going again. Every day is so important. I know I'll never get it back again.

What I realized as I walked with these three is that this moment of walking behind their sashaying tushes was equal (at least for me) in significance to the sunset. When I look at those butts, I realize how much I have come to love these three furry buddies and I ooze with love for them. I also realized that someday I'm going to miss them terribly because these little animals do not have the lifespan of a human -- and then the twinge of that sadness is arresting.

What's all of that got to do with 2100 blips -- EVERYTHING!
I have saved 2100 moments of mundane and magnificent and even meaningless moments because of the privilege of belonging to the Blip family. Like hanging-on to these three leashes, hanging-on to blip has taken work, but Blipping has also weaved its magic in my heart. I've never been the same since that late night almost 6-years ago when I first blipped.

Thank YOU Joe and everyone in Joe's family and everyone at Blip Central. I think my leash is hooked to Blipfoto. You are stuck with me!

Good night from California's Central Coast,
Rosie (& the three pups,), aka Carol

P.S. Mr. Fun will join us tomorrow.