Springtime is right around the corner…

Spring is always such a beautiful time of renewal. And it’s right around the corner…

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Celebrating life!

~Ana

My Little Slice of Heaven

I wanted to share my special placeβ€”just a couple blocks from my home. It’s where I feel like I can connect with the rest of the world.

Wishing all my friends a wonderful weekend and Happy Easter. Be well!

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~Ana

“Freedom on the Wing” – By Ana Livingston

It’s all about being at the right place at the right time.

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“Freedom on the Wing” Photography Copyright Β© 2014 by Ana Livingston. All Rights Reserved

~Ana

My Heart and the Last Light of Day

There’s something magical about watching the sun calmly drift across a room.

After arriving home, I’d placed my earrings on a nearby table and burrowed under a soft blanket on the couch. While the sun continued its gentle march and evening slowly consumed the last light of day, it was by chance I looked down at this moment: when my heart danced to life.

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Life truly is beautiful, isn’t it?

~Ana

Sending Warm Thoughts to My Northern Friends

I am originally from the islands in the Pacific Northwest and from there moved up into the mountains (I am adventurous that way). I lived on a plot of land that bordered the National Forest. The air was fresh, our creek’s water was pure glacial run-off, and there were firs and pines as far as the eye could see. Idyllic.

north-cascades-national-forest-ana-livingston-fine-artistAfter a wonderful first summer and beautiful fall, winter struck on the first of November. I found myself buried under snow for the next six months of my life. One quickly learns at a point such as this that you have a choice: do or die.

Needless to say I got very adept with a snow shovel (and later a snow blower) but even those tools didn’t do much in handling the constant physical (and mental) strain that arises from trying to carry on with even the simplest of daily activities.

I now reside on the Suncoast of Florida, but that does not mean I don’t have compassion and an understanding of what you folks up north are enduring. We are thinking of you down here and hope it ends very shortly.

From me to you, here’s a little something to warm your day:

dunedin-edgewater-clearwater-florida-ana-livingston-photography-copyrightedChin up!

Love,

Ana

On My Birthday this September 27th…

…I will be happily maintaining the style and decorum for which I’m known…

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Enjoying life to the very last crumb.

Happy Birthday to me. πŸ™‚

~Ana

Mariah June and a Sherbert Sunset – Clearwater, Florida

It’s another calm and colorful late evening. Seated is my daughter, Mariah June, enjoying the few last moments of a setting sun here in Old Clearwater Bay. In the distance is one of the beautiful barriers islands to the mainland: Clearwater Beach.

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A nature woman just like her mother; my youngest, Mariah June

This sunset is a wonderful gradient of sherbert hues: yellow through to orange, pink, purple, and finally blending to blue. The tide is out, offering many treats for the seabirds and a warm breeze glides silently over the water with nary a care. It’s almost magical.

Wishing my friends an equally serene and carefree weekend.

~Ana

“I See Life” by Ana Livingston

Many see nothing ahead but a menacing storm.

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What do you see?

I see a gentle road through dappled hills of green; a chance to fuse myself with the swirling clouds above; to catch the sweet scent of grass and trees.

I welcome the strong, cooling winds, the torrential rain about to fall, the lightning that will enliven me. Such serendipity to be here at just the right moment.

I don’t see danger ahead. I see life.

~Ana

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The Sleeping Giant Awoke

Well, I’m back.

It’s odd to think that those three little words are the first line of my long-overdue post while simultaneously being the last line of a long, yet very epic novel (spoiler alert for that link). At any rate, it’s been awhile, eh? Probably 3 months. And I’ve missed you. πŸ™‚

I have been wrapped up in this and that, and well…you know how life goes. In deciding the content for my first post in so many months, I thought of my time in Hawaii so many years go.

I had just graduated high school at age 17, my step-grandfather had passed away, and I was asked by my grandmother to accompany her (with parental permission) to Hawaii that next winter. My family and I were living on the west coast at that time, and I had always wanted to experience the islands; all the while growing up they seemed so close but at the same time a million miles away. Now my dreams were to become reality.

Winter came and I found myself boarding my very first airplane to a new world. We left a frozen land, crossed an endless sea, and ultimately landed in an oasis of sun, fun and surf. The two of us then proceeded to travel the normal tourist route of shops, hotels and marketplaces in bustling multi-cultural Oahu.

I have to admit that Oahuβ€”or The Gathering Placeβ€” being the busiest and most tourist-friendly of the islands, did not resonate with me. After due time I was happy to find myself finally climbing a tarmac staircase onto a rickety puddle jumper destined for Maui.

Now, this was many years ago, mind you, and probably at least 2 dozen major hotels have since been built on the leeward side of the Valley Isle, and built in what I remember as being “nothing more” than pineapple and sugar cane fields at the foot of the West Maui Mountains. In those days it was a magnificent sight and one I never grew tired of.

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The West Maui Mountains back when pineapple and sugar cane fields ruled the shorelines.

After the Maui experience we flew up to the northernmost island, Kauai. The Garden Isle, at that time, was scarcely populated and I recall there being a building restriction in place: a maximum of 5 stories. Consequently, it kept the hotel chains to the bigger islands and the result on Kauai was that you were surrounded by the native culture, which I had come to love.

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I stayed in a hut on the Wailua River. Banana trees grew in the front “yard” which seamlessly merged with the shoreline.

For a short time I stayed in a very small cabin on the Wailua River. This was a calm and quiet time, and I somehow escaped ever viewing the boat that would take sunburned tourists up the river to see the famed Fern Grotto.

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The famous lava-rock grotto covered with hanging ferns otherwise known as the Fern Grotto. Kauai, Hawaii.

I was more content to pick ripening bananas off the trees by the shoreline or crossing over the road and down the hill to collect shells on the beach by Kapaa Town. And then, there were always the moonrises…

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Moonrise on the shore of the Wailua River. Otherworldly, to be sure.

Kauai is known for many things, one of them being the mountain range that serves as the resting place for the mighty Sleeping Giant (Nounou Mountain). As Hawaiian legend goes, the giant (after much labor or overeating….or both,) laid down on the mountain ridge and never again rose.

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This island also holds the record as having one of the rainiest spots on Earth: Mount Waialeale (Hawaiian: overflowing water). Rain has fallen more than 340 days within a single year here, and has at least once accumulated close to 700 inches of annual rainfall. The result is endless green.

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The “Wall of Tears”: a mountainside in the crater atop Mount Waialeale, Kauai.

It’s interesting that I recalled these memories today, and perhaps even more interesting to me that I decided to share them. Simply put: Hawaii was a life-changing experience for me all those many years ago. It was there that I decided what I wanted to be in lifeβ€”truly.

Is that to say I haven’t taken a detour now and again? No. But at least I knew when I had wandered, and which was the right path when I’d finally made my way out of the wilderness.

Well, I’m back.

~Ana

Another View of Clearwater Beach, Florida

This is from my sunset stroll in the Old Clearwater Bay area this evening: Clearwater Beach, which just recently was voted “Florida’s Best Beach Town 2013” by USA Today.

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Looking west from the mainland city of Clearwater out to Clearwater Beach, Florida

That’s what’s new in my world.

Hope everyone’s week got off to a calm start…

~Ana

To New Beginnings…from Ana

To new beginnings…

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My very best to all my friends in the coming year.Β  Let’s make those dreams come true.

Love,
Ana

Happy Holidays from Ana Livingston

Tis the season, my friends.Β  I am wishing you the very best in the coming year.

Just walked through my dining room and this was waiting for me.  Happy Holidays.

Just walked through my dining room and this was waiting for me. Happy Holidays.

~Ana

Mariah June’s Chicken Fettuccine Alfredo

I am so ridiculously proud of my daughter, Mariah June.

Mariah June: Actress, Vocalist, Photographer and Screenwriter, and on her way to mastering the Culinary Arts. Photograph courtesy of Mariah June

She’s a true Renaissance woman and has added the culinary arts to her long list of artistic skills:

Chicken Fettuccine Alfredo.

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Mariah June’s Chicken Fettuccine Alfredo. Photograph courtesy of Mariah June.

Bon AppΓ©tit!

~Ana

Ana Livingston, Fine Artist and Muralist: A Photograph

Last night’s classic “Don’t you take a shot of me” shot.Β  πŸ˜€

~Ana

Candid photo of me. πŸ™‚

My Hand-Picked Bouquet from Dunedin Edgewater Park

I hope you find this as lovely as I did.

~Ana
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Beautiful Sunset Panorama, Dunedin, FL by Ana Livingston

One of many beautiful sunset shots I took this evening in Dunedin, Florida.

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~Ana

July 4th from Dunedin Edgewater Park, FL

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Sunset at Dunedin’s Edgewater Park. Photograph by Ana Livingston. All Rights Reserved

 

~Ana