It's been a hard week, folks. That's the way it is sometimes. My house is as clean as a whistle, though. (Come to think of it, how clean is a whistle? What with all that spit and all?)
Once upon a time, I climbed these stairs. I felt mighty that day. I will feel mighty again, like last week when, on a hike I hopped a fence. With a little help from my friends.
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I took a very short getaway with my daughter and grandkids. We flew to our old stomping grounds in Santa Cruz, CA. It was supposed to be t...
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Good news to report: today mom gets her back surgery, a procedure called Kyphoplasty . Minimally invasive, it should immediately alleviate ...
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Gosh, but it's been a minute since I posted. I've been consumed with my move, and adopting a new dog! The house is coming together ...
Are those Cranes in your previous post? I missed ours this year, usually I see them heading south but this time they must have taken a different route. When I see them either going or returning I find it surprisingly emotional.
ReplyDeleteAlas, the cranes found it preferable to remain in the fields, nearly motionless. These were Canadian geese.
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