Thought I’d share some of my photographs I’ve managed to unearth. Hopefully, you’ll enjoy a few of them as much as I. More to come when I can.
Thought I’d share Port Alice Golf Course, Phyllis L Holt Copywright
Port Alice, Copywrite Phyllis L Holt
Port Alice, Phyllis L Holt Copywrite
Port Alice, BC Phyllis L. Holt Copywrite
Cruise Ships in Port Hardy Bay BC Phyllis L Holt Copywrite
Port Alice Campsite, Phyllis L. Holt, copywrite
Coal Harbour, BC Phyllis L. Holt, Copywrite
Hardy Bay, BC Phyllis L. Holt, Copywrite
Cruise Ship, Port Hardy Bay, Copywrite Phyllis L. Holt
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Wow they are beautiful 😳
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Thank you Elaine, where I lived for 30 years. I’ll pop more in when i can, happy you enjoyed though
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Port Alice is 1/2 hour over very windy treacherous road from Hardy,, we didn’t attempt it often, road and bridge washed out by tire tial downpour and mud slide SD, beautiful place, but we didn’t travel it often as I got car sick ugh incredibly windy off kilter ex logging roads lol
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You should be in bed now, get some zzzzzzzz
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We have a 2 year old pup staying over driving the cats wild. No sleep for the wicked haha
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Thank you too, glad you enjoyed smmooches
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Great pics Phillis, especially this one of Hardy Bay plus the second, the fourth and the sixth one I liked the most
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Thank you so much. Awesome to hear. Back in the day when I could see, hehe appreciate the vote of confidence, humbly do
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😄you’re welcome 🌺
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It’s late 2am got to get to bed soon, but wanted to share these first.
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Sleep well then
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It is where I lived for 30 years (omg) that dates me, but is where most of my books originate
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The place looks very inspiring
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Thanks it was, many come from around the world, especially Germany to visit. I met some delightful ppl there
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They’re amazing!
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Thank you, Sarah, back when I could see, photography was so much a part of my life.
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I know how hard it is to miss the beauty in the details. I wish my eyes weren’t so bad.
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Photography and art brought me such joy, I miss them both, so much, one of the most difficult transitions in my sight loss…we make do and I’ve learned to adjust, it wasn’t a happy adjustment, and inside, I ranted and railed for a long time.
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I understand. Ignore me if this is too personal, but how much vision have you lost. I have a big flat screen TV that I use as my monitor so I can see what I’m doing better.
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I have the same, isn’t that amazing, and my work is usually 1 to 2 inches high so I can read it. My left eye was cut over the pupil, took a year to heal, got a rare unknown non communicable parasite that took my vision in both eyes, now cataracts which they aren’t sure they can remove because of the condition of my eyes. The scars make it difficult to see. Remember that add about drinking and driving, and they keep adding glasses and your vision get blurrier and blurrier? well, daily, it changes from the worst scenario to not bad and back again. It’s a moment to moment thing.
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Oh my. I’m so sorry.
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I’m so sorry you have such a difficult time with your vision. Did you have an accident as well, or …
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My eyes aren’t quite that bad. Though cataracts runs strongly in my family, it hadn’t reached me yet. I was sick a lot as a child with strep throat every few weeks which was accompanied by a high fever each time. Apparently kids who have frequent high fevers are more susceptible to vision decline. My estigmatism (the funky shape of my eyes) is so bad that I have prisms included in my glasses prescription. They keep me from seeing double. The vision itself is worse in my right eye than my left, and my eyes tire easy. I have to use a very special (and expensive) kind of lenses so that my glasses don’t look like the bottom of coke bottles. When I have migraines, sometimes my vision is black, or at least has spots of black.
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wow, I’m so sorry. They said I had estigmatism growing up. Now the doc says, I’ve never had it, it’s something else, and it causes depth perception issues, although I’ve never until now as a result of the damage encountered it. I drove, parked my car, run, etc without any issues. Now however, I have to be very careful. My glasses would look like coke glasses and more if they didn’t have that special new glass that counteracts that. My eyes tire easily too, I can over do it quite easily when it’s a bad day.
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Oh, I understand. We went to a nearby aquarium yesterday and there were a few tunnels beneath a very large shark tank. I couldn’t keep my equilibrium because my depth perception was so off.
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oh so not fun. it strikes at i believe weird opportunities. I’m sorry.
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It’s okay. I deal as best as I can.
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I know, I’m the same. You are a treasure. I’m sure your family is supportive, you mentioned hubby before, so it’s got to be a relief knowing your not alone.
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It is a relief, but also a stressor. I feel horrible that he has to do so much for me and our family. I do what I can, but I always feel like it isn’t enough, despite his persistence to the contrary.
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I know that one. Your hubby obviously knew what he was in for, since this wasn’t a recent happening, Right? But I know the guilty…I get them in spades because I can barely walk at times.
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Not really. Growing up, all I remembered was blacking out after my father beat me senseless. I’m not one to pass out, so we both knew there was probably more, and there was. It wasn’t until after my son was born that those memories started to resurface. I wasn’t blacking out. Those beatings were my father’s form of foreplay. Anyway, I dealt with it as best I could, but after a health scare that almost killed me, all of what remained of those memories came back in a rush and I couldn’t deal with it. Now here I am, almost three years later, after breaking down to the point that I was barely holding on. He picked up the slack, and hasn’t complained once about my inability to do so much of what I once could. I just wish he didn’t have to. It feels sort of like I’m robbing him of a happy life. But he maintains that I need to do these things (write) for me and he wants me to focus on them because they help. So, here I am.
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Sarah, I’m sorry your life was like that. Mine was too, from the day I came home from hospital until I was 13 add in sexual abuse and emotional abuse that continued (emotional) at my mothers hands who didn’t want me and tried to give me away every opportunity, my life wasn’t a happy one. I too didn’t remember any of it until I was raped. Then I had a plateful to deal with and a break up and stuff with my kids I won’t speak of here. Major issues along with health issues that nearly took their lives, both of them. It’s been a rough life all told, so I know where your coming from, implicitly. Honestly, give what you can, do what you can, and love with all your heart. Your husband sounds like he’s understanding and accepting and loves you to bits. I’m proud to know you! Exchange with you. Your a treasure.
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Thank you so much for that. And I’m. So sorry to hear that you can relate to a lot of what I endured. No one deserves that. I’m also happy that your kids are okay now, at least that’s the impression you gave me and ftom the way you’ve spoken of them.
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They are. In all honesty, if it weren’t for them, I don’t know how it would have gone down. They were the lifeline I held onto, knowing they needed me and loved me unconditionally. They saved me. Which I often feel guilty for. They don’t see it that way.I do.
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I understand. I’m often surprised at how well I can hide how bad I feel around my son. Especially with the anxiety and the issues with PTSD. He gives me that little bit of strength I need to do what needs to be done before I lose it.
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Awe, their unconditional love and acceptance means worlds, doesn’t it?
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Yes, it does.
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I rarely tell anyone the depths of my life. Someone once suggested I write about it, I can’t. It’s still far too painful and raw. It takes time to recover from a lifetime of abuse.
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I understand, believe me. In the 2.5 years I’ve been sharing my words, I’ve been revealing a teensy bit at a time. Pretty much the whole story is out there, not in all its gory detail, but still, it has helped to chip away at it in pieces. So telling you the gist of what my father did isn’t as hard as it once was. It wasn’t until about a year ago that I revealed it was my father. So, I understand how hard it can be.
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It wasn’t easy, but I managed. Glad you did too. 🙂
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I still struggle every day, but at least we know how to avoid as many triggers as possible.
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That’s the biggest hurdle of all. For me, it was a multitude of smells, sounds, and I can’t watch thrillers, scary drama, anything that promotes intense fear. Even now, I have to avoid these things when possible.
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Oh, yes. I used to love scary movies. Now I have to tread with extreme caution. I remember watching Paranormal Activity (which would have been my kind of scary/funny like Blair Witch Project) but the end was a huge trigger. I didn’t know why at the time, buy I know now. So, if there’s a movie or show I’m interested in, my poor husband has to preview them first.
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I know, my son previews everything for me. He knows what I can and can’t handle. He’s so good about it.
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That’s wonderful. I’m so glad you have him.
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He’s a pretty remarkable young man, always has been though.
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That’s wonderful.
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Life’s been tough not just rough around the edges, but the light in my world are my son and daughter who’ve made everything worthwhile.
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I know the feeling.
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From what you’ve shared, you most certainly do. 🙂 and you keep on ticking… that’s how it’s done! your an inspiration. I’m sure your kids see you that way too, or will when they are old enough to understand.
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Thank you! 😊
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Your welcome. I think the world of you, Sarah. There was something from the first that drew me to you. It’s because of who you are inside, you have real depth. Wonderful to see.
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Thank you so much. I’m honored. 😊😊
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I couldn’t find a spot to answer on your page Starving, I clicked on the comment thing but nothing opened, happening on every site I’ve been to today. hmm, but I absolutely LOVED your poem and your thoughts. Beautiful, Sarah, just beautiful!!!
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Well, that’s odd. Let me know if this doesn’t resolve itself. Thank you for the kind words! 😊 😊 😊
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Your welcome. Yours wasn’t the only blog I came across, Sumyanna was another, as well as Soul Gifts I think Serendipity although it seems to have rectified itself.
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Okay, that’s good to know. I’m glad you liked it. 😊
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Liked??? they need an i LOVE it button!
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Aw thanks. 😊
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When I spoke of Eilea sitting at Hardy Bay, it was 1/2 block from that pic of the bay with the cruise ship and the steps she sauntered down were one block left hehe
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We write based on what we know. That place seemed so vivid.
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It’s a destination that brings many or used to from around the world. It was a joy to meet ppl from Israel, Ireland, England, USA, France, Germany. It’s a beautiful place. Thank you, Sarah, appreciate your comments. xoxo
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I hope to visit one day. 😊
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Beautiful, Phyllis. The one of Hardy Bay is my favorite! 😉 xoM
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That one has received a few comments. I love it too.
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Beautiful Phyllis, love the mist through the trees, my favorite, all great though. On a separate note 100% respect and love to you and Sarah, felt a little like I was intruding reading the comments but much love ❤️
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Not intruding at all. She’s lived a similar life and we’ve shared similar issues. I don’t mind the world knowing I support her in every way possible.
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That’s cause your a fabulous person and I’m sure the support is reciprocated xx
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