Looking for excitement in reading

img_3198My first venture in writing a adventure type novel, “The Man With a Limp” due to be published at the end of October; is a mixture of adventure, romance, and friendship. Some times I like getting lost in a good adventure book. How about you? As a kid it was the Hardy Boys Mysteries  or Mark Twain. As I grew older I read less because I was so sports oriented and wish I would have read more often. I had neighbors who were school minded educators and had an opportunity to follow their examples as good students, but would rather play volleyball at the beach and drink Ripple Wine. Go figure! How life turns lemons into lemonade! How about you? Do you have the same kind of memories and regrets?

Nowadays I can not seem to find enough times to write. I go in spurts and write six to eight hours a day putting random Ideas on my I pad notebook pages. Do you like to write? Do you care what people think about your writing? I hope they enjoy my thoughts on the written page and find it is a pleasant escape from everyday drudgery. My days are always filled with excitement as I take a deep breath and thank God I still have an active imagination. I often think of a young friend named Tom; I would ride my bike to his house and we would play cowboys and dinosaurs. Maybe that was the beginning of my creative verve.

I hope you have an opportunity to preview my web page; understanding-online .com

Press the link below for my bookstore and look for my release date for my new book;

The Man With A Limp, coming at the end of October. An except from my Chapter called The event is below the link. Thank You, Pura Vida

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Adventure

The restaurant is full, and a young man with a back-pack sits in the middle of the restaurant. He is a college age boy, blonde hair, blue eyes, and dressed expensively. He puts his backpack on the floor and goes to use the restroom. He is gone several minutes, and I call Lucky. Max comes charging through the door as Lucky follows. Max stops in the middle of the room and sniffs. Suddenly he turns away and charges over a table and attacks a man; knocking him to the floor. The Man pulls out a detonator, and Max bites his hand so hard he twists off two fingers and the man was unable to push the button. Lucky rushes over to grab the detonator from the man. It is a wireless remote. On the man’s body under his baggy shirt is a vest of C4. It would have killed hundreds of people. The young man comes out of the restroom, and three agents grab his arms and frisk him. Another detonator, the officers handcuff him and find C4 in his backpack. The Agents take him to a unique building set up to interrogate any terrorist at the event. The word is instantly sent out to look for pairs of individuals working in tandem. Lucky tells his people it only takes one explosion to cause enough distraction to set off several more bombs. Lucky receives a call on the beach. Another bomb is in a trash can. It has a timer configured to go off in four minutes. Lucky grabs a weapon box hooked up to an off-road vehicle and rides to the trash can. A minute and a half left on the timer. He looks at the timer, lifts the trash can and puts it in the box and locks it quickly as the bomb explodes bouncing the box up in the air, three feet up and back to the ground. People scatter from the vicinity; Lucky talks to the command post and ask if they see anyone leaving the bomb that just exploded. The boss sends him a picture of a young man with a backpack wearing sunglasses, a Giants baseball hat, yellow Hawaiian t-shirt and black shorts with Monarch butterflies on the shorts. Lucky puts out a search for the Boy. ABC anchor Tom Malloy sees the kid in the middle of the crowd and notifies command. Things are happening quickly. Lucky informs the sniper on my restaurant to look for the person in the midst of the crowd and shoot him dead if he pulls out the detonator.

Do you love sunsets

IMG_3198.JPGI love a good sunset. As a matter of fact, I like a good sunrise as well. I wake up early and enjoy a cup of hot chocolate as I watch either phenomenon. I have  friends living in Hawaii, on face book they are enjoying a great retirement and put plenty of pictures of their adventures. Chris and Mike have the best life imaginable; carefully handcrafted by years of hard work and planning. I especially love the photos they post. Very active and enjoying every breath of fresh air. I love the sunsets they show us and it reminds me of God’s great work. Can you enjoy a great sunrise or sunset from your home? Do you feel the calm in a sunset and the energy in the sunrise?

I think of Chris and Mike often and mentally thank them for inspiring me to live in Costa Rica and enjoy nature God has given us. I like to write, relax and have a Margarita as the sun sets  and thankful for the experience I get to enjoy. I finished my first novel and it will be published around November. It gives me a feeling of accomplishment and keeps my mind alive and active. Everyone has their own vision of paradise, have you found yours? Pura Vida! Press Paradise for bookstore. Thank You.

Paradise

Rainbow

“After a storm, the sun peeks between the clouds
As if God is shouting out loud
“Play in the Forrest amongst my trees”
“On my fields so green”

“Smell my flowers of different colors”
“Where my bees love to hover”
“Thank me for your seven senses”
“That my world enhances”

The sky clears from gray to bright blue
As a rainbow shines through
Bright red, orange, blue and green”
“Costa Rica colors so clear and clean

I love the smell after the rain
I sit in awe and pray
“Thank you for this day”
“Thank you for this time to play”

I walk my dogs and smell nature
The purity of our adventure
Nowhere have I found
The quality of nature abound”

Excerpt From: Nugent, Timothy. “Poems from Costa Rica.” XlibrisUS, 2016-06-29T04:00:00+00:00. iBooks.
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Do you believe in Angels?

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Angel

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I took this picture of Angels in Zarcero, Costa Rica. It is Catholic Cathedral with many beautiful ceilings with a great abundance of wood to capture the elegance of the church. Outside, the topiary is phenomenal; bushes cut to look like dinosaurs, motorcycle, people and other trophies. The day we visited a man was using a drone to take pictures. The visit was great, but the ceiling of Angels stuck in my mind. Do you believe that an Angel watches over you?

Do you believe in the dark Angels? Those Angels that wish to fight against good; A fight for evil, which is a struggle between God and the Devil to cause havoc on earth. Do you believe there is an inherent evil, the Devil? You have free will and choose the course you take with the help of either Angel on your shoulders. Do you believe in both types of Angels? Are you always in a struggle to choose which direction to go or is your faith strong enough to prevail?

For me, in my deepest dark moments, I feel a presence, a warmth, that seems to keep me company to get through the tough times. Especially when I fail and need to pick myself off the ground. Many times I prayed to guide me in a better direction and help me through my conflict. How about you? Is it possible to believe in Angels?

Pua Vida!

Fell from the sky

Angel, you fell from the sky
You felt my sorrow: you heard my cry
You touched my shoulder and I was not alone
In time of death the angel shows

Show the way through the light
Show me to my husbands flight
Bring me to my family and friends
Do not desert me at the end

I led a good life raised my family well
Eighty nine years is quite a spell
Seen a world war and two police actions
Saw polio vaccinations have a positive reaction

Out lived my husband and three sisters
Independence with no assistance
Three daughters live close by
Children I can rely

Angel you fell from the sky
You felt my sorrow: heard my cry
You touched my shoulder and I was not alone
A little more time I am not ready To go
Thank you angel

 

Have a Pura Vida day

img_0001It is Four – thirty in the morning, the bedroom is dark and my two puppies lay between Corina and I. They are comfortably asleep as I stare at Corina lying beautiful, a foot or so away from me. It is five a.m., Corina suddenly awakes. Her snoring causes here to wake and I giggle as she says,” my snoring woke me up!” I laugh ,” it sure did, go back to sleep.”  She tucks her sheet over herself and puts her hand  into mine. Soon she is softly snoring again. I love to listen to her breath. It is five- thirty a.m. and Lulu wakes and crawls on top of Corina and licks her face, waking her instantly. She laughs, “Lulu stop that”,causing Lala into action: she jumps on Corina’s side and licks her ear. Corina Is laughing and telling the girls to stop. I intervene and say, “go beddy by!” Our way of saying get down into the kennel.

The girls obey and leave Corina and I alone. “Honey come over and hug me, it is my birthday.” Corina slides over and ask, ” you want some birthday loving?” “No, I wish to have some hugging, and loving without sex as the sun rises in the window and I listen to your snoring, the birds singing and the monkeys barking, ” I say. We hug each other and listen to our morning come alive. The room goes from dark to light as more wildlife makes their rounds. The sounds seem closer as I hug Corina closely and feel the heat in her body shooting through my body. The chickens are at our screen windows, the doves sounding like owls and a yellow breasted bird whistle it’s piercing mating ritual. A rare sound this early in the morning is a Toucan calling out. Corina has fallen asleep again and wakes at seven a.m. andcalls her puppies up to the bed and the bounce up immediately, with their tales wagging, Corina laughing and me enjoying my Birthday morning. How lucky am I? Pura Vida

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Pura Vida

I Can’t Imagine

I can’t imagine one hour,
one minute, one second without you
I can’t imagine not listening to your little whispers
Those little snores as you sleep
on the couch in your robe and slippers

Your head against my shoulder
Holding my arm; pulling a little closer
The closeness you desire
The naked heat you inspire

I can’t imagine not watching you cook
As I watch from the couch
in between pages of my book
In your birthday suit;
the oven keeping you warm
My stomach growling up a storm

Poached eggs on toast and crispy bacon
Break an egg and you had a reckoning
Me smiling devouring you with my eyes
Me wondering what you see in this guy

I can’t imagine not loving you
Not having you by my side as two
I love you!