Even the sparrow finds a nest in which she puts her young, near to your altars, Lord Mighty God!

Monday, June 08, 2015

Our Lady of the Seas, Buxton, NC

One of the most charming chapels we have ever visited is the beautiful Our Lady of the Seas in Buxton on Hatteras. This lovely wooden chapel has large windows that command sweeping views of the sound as a beautiful backdrop to the sacrifice of the Mass.

The architecture in every detail is marine related, from the material on the pews to the carved seashell holy water fonts.  The altar is riding on a wave...the stain glass feature biblical scenes involving water....several of the following pictures have been gleaned from the internet.





The chapel is a popular spot for destination weddings.




Our Lady of the Seas...



She is holding a globe with a view of the outer banks.


We were blessed to be able to go to Mass there on Sunday and first Friday.  After Mass on Friday we explored a little outdoor stations of the cross walk that ends at the sound.

Here is Charlotte with the church behind her:


The Hillearys captured this beautiful sight:


The following pictures were taken along the path:





Our Lady of the Seas, please pray for us!





Eternal rest

There is a beach just 5 min walk from the house on the pamlico sound that Laura and Mikey discovered, and Chalotte nicknamed the kid beach because of no waves...


We enjoyed a lovely morning there while we took turns walking out into the shallows with Chalotte. It was wonderful to look for fish, jellyfish and shells while we enjoyed the shallows which extend far out into the sound.



Then we realized that around some bushes on the same tiny little beach there was a most unusual sight.




As mikey said, "Gradual burial at sea." Note Ken is standing at the fence...





Sadly, bit by bit, the cemetery is being claimed by the sea.

This was sobering to say the least! We prayed for the deceased, and I was reluctant to revisit the beach until our last day there, during which we dropped by on a walk. 

A family was enjoying the beach and we arrived, ironically, just when the 10 or 12 year old son was trying to get up after being buried up to his neck by the rest of the family. There was much laughter as he struggled to get out and grandma said, "I hope you don't leave your pants in there!" Followed by more laughter....


A little preview of the last resurrection...?



Sunday, June 07, 2015

Campfire on the beach

Mikey very graciously planned one of the most memorable and enjoyable evenings we had at the beach: a wonderful campfire with hot dogs, corn, s'mores and twinkies to roast over the flickering campfire burning on the beach.  I'd like to add more pictures to this post that hopefully captured the loveliness of the evening.  It was so beautiful! I only took a few pictures, and none of the campfire itself.








I believe these are called ghost crabs.  There are crab dens all over the sand and sand crabs of all sizes creep out as dusk begins to fall.









It was a grand time, or does it look a little like we are all in pain...









You can see the paddle board game in progress on the left, and the sand play in progress on the right.










Maybe Daniel was dozing at this point.... :-)









The chairs were grouped in a circle around the campfire.












Sebastian loved playing with, throwing and eating sand---the outer banks was his very own personal miles long sand box.







Coming soon...

The sequel of Babes in Toyland...


Bipeds on Safari

Happiness is....

.... a Moral Obligation


Tuesday, Feb 20, 2007
   By Dennis Prager


For much of my life, I, like most people, regarded the pursuit of happiness as largely a selfish pursuit. One of the great revelations of middle age has been that happiness, far from being only a selfish pursuit, is a moral demand.

When we think of character traits we rightly think of honesty, integrity, moral courage, and acts of altruism. Few people include happiness in any list of character traits or moral achievements.
But happiness is both.

Happiness or at least acting happy, or at the very least not inflicting ones unhappiness on others is no less important in making the world better than any other human trait.

With some exceptions, happy people make the world better and unhappy people make it worse. This is true on the personal (micro) and global (macro) planes.

On the micro plane:
Consider the effects of an unhappy parent on a child. Ask people raised by an unhappy parent if that unhappiness hurt them.

Consider the effects of an unhappy spouse on a marriage.

Consider the effects of unhappy children on their parents. I know a couple that has four middle-aged children of whom three are truly extraordinary people, inordinately well adjusted and decent. The fourth child has been unhappy most of his life and has been a never-ending source of pain to the parents. That one childs unhappiness has always overshadowed the joy that the parents experience from the other three children. Hence the saying that one is no happier than ones least happy child.

Consider the effects of a brooding co-worker on your and your fellow workersmorale not to mention the huge difference between working for a happy or a moody employer.

We should regard bad moods as we do offensive body odor. Just as we shower each day so as not to inflict our body odors on others, so we should monitor our bad moods so as not to inflict them on others. We shower partly for ourselves and partly out of obligation to others. The same should hold true vis a vis moods; and just as we avoid those who do not do something about their body odor we should avoid whenever possible those who do nothing about their bad moods.

The flip side of the damage unhappy people do when they subject others to their unhappiness is the good that people do when they are, or at least act, happy. Just think of how much more you want to help people when you are in particularly happy mood and you realize how much more good the happy are likely to do.

On the macro plane, the case for the relationship between happiness and goodness is as apparent.

It is safe to say that the happiest Germans were not those who joined the Nazi Party. Nor did the happiest Europeans become Communists. And happy Muslims are not generally among those who extol death. The motto of Hamas and other Islamic groups engaged in terror, We love death as much as [Americans, Jews] love life,does not appeal to happy Muslims.

Cults, hysteria and mass movements all appeal to the unhappy far more than to the happy. It is one more example of the genius of Americas Founders to include life, liberty and the pursuit of happinessin the Declaration of Independence. No other major civilization so enshrined happiness as a core value. This American belief in the moral and societal merit in pursuing happiness is a major reason America has developed differently than Europe. The American emphasis on happiness is one reason no fanatical political or religious movement, Left or Right, has been able to succeed in America as such movements have repeatedly succeeded in Europe.

The pursuit of happiness is not the pursuit of pleasure. The pursuit of pleasure is hedonism, and hedonists are not happy because the intensity and amount of pleasure must constantly be increased in order for hedonism to work. Pleasure for the hedonist is a drug.


But the pursuit of happiness is noble. It benefits everyone around the individual pursuing it, and it benefits humanity. And that is why happiness is a moral obligation.









the OBX trip, in no particular order... Ocacroke Island

     This year we stayed in a beach house in the town of Salvo, NC.

     We love to visit Ocacroke Island at least once during any trip to the outer banks, which includes driving down to Hatteras (about an hour's drive from Salvo) to pick up the ferry.


The drive on board ferry ride is just under an hour long between Hatteras and Ocacroke.









We were blessed to see dolphins this year, and several years ago we got to see a sea turtle.



Ocacroke Island has a quaint picturesque village that surrounds a little bay on the west side of the island.  It was in this bay in November 1718, that destiny caught up with Blackbeard the pirate.

....more on Blackbeard here


Ocacroke is such a beautiful island--here are some pictures from the internet:




When we arrived it was lunch time, but since tee and I had been snacking in the car, we opted to walk through the village instead of eating lunch.


The first ducks that we saw on Ocacroke.


Soon we realized that the town motto could well be "A duck in every yard."






 We walked by the beautiful Wahab house...later we met the owner, whose great great grandmother built the house in the 1800's.  It is a bed and breakfast, and the owner said, "I feel more like the caretaker than lord of the manor."







Naturally....

The Wahab Ducks.






 There were also these darling kittens spotted across the lane, too.

More about other darling kittens in a coming post....











At the town park


we fed the



And enjoyed the beautiful day













After lunch we met up with everyone else


Does this look like a vacation to you? Haha or maybe a tour group...?

 p.s. john actually wore a shirt most of the time...

Please use your imagination to add myself and a duck or two to this picture! and a shirt for john, size medium.

We enjoyed our invasion stroll through the town, and some fabulous ice cream, and all too soon it was time to return to Hatteras.

At the tiny Buxton airstrip we were lucky enough to enjoy some very impressive practice landings and take offs of a v22 osprey.  We had seen this behemoth flying along the coast and were able to swing in to see it just as it made its first landing.



Thanks be to God a million times over for a lovely day!













OBX 2015 moonrise May 31, 2015


The Rainbow comes and goes,
and lovely is the Rose,
the moon doth with delight
look round her when the heavens are bare, 
waters on a starry night are beautiful and fair...
William Wordsworth