As Mark and I were traveling home across the Midwest, my brother-in-law, Fred, celebrated his 98th birthday. We tried to call him on the day of, but we couldn’t reach him, so the next morning we called and sang Happy Birthday to him. Continue reading
Today was sunny without a cloud in the sky. It was still cool, but by Tuesday we’re supposed to be back up in the 70s. I took this picture from our “backyard” before all the snow melts: Continue reading
I don’t know if my friends in the northern climes have been able to see it, but we have a great view of the lunar eclipse this evening… Continue reading
No problems with the RV today, but there were a couple things that kept the day from being routine. First of all, we had to give Tucson a trazodone pill to calm her down. It worked. She was fairly quiet all day after it kicked in! Continue reading
Back before I flew out to Oregon in September, I signed up to participate in a quilt workshop put on by the Trillium Quilt Guild today. When I thought I was going to be staying in Oregon, I canceled my registration for the workshop. Then when Sherill died and I returned, I asked if there was still room for me and I was told yes, so I got to spend today being creative. Continue reading
Mark and I have been busy this weekend. You may recall that on Tuesday I started cutting some of the brushy stuff out of our side yard. I had Friday, Saturday, and today off work, so guess what I did? Continue reading
We drove in a haze today, literally. We left Galt at 9:30 am and the temperature was 52°. It got quite warm the further south we drove. Wheeler Ridge is just south of the junction of I-5 and Hwy 99, north of Los Angeles. We arrived at the truck stop here around 3:30 pm in 70° weather. I have a feeling I won’t be wearing sweaters again until we get back up to Wisconsin! Here are today’s pictures: Continue reading
Mark and I were comparing our day today and we had two very different experiences. Continue reading
So we all woke up to a new day today. Some of you woke up feeling happy and some of you felt like you’d been kicked in the stomach, but the sun still rose and life goes on. I woke up early this morning and began practicing what I preached last night…praying for our president-elect and for the country.
How far did you go to vote? Mark and I drove five hours to Lynden, WA to vote. We are registered here but discovered last week that our registrations had become inactive. We updated our addresses, but it was too late to get an absentee ballot, so here we are. Continue reading