tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32719590601950527152024-03-18T00:44:33.686-07:00Desert Canyon LivingIngerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02924736131382149056noreply@blogger.comBlogger1700125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3271959060195052715.post-69001339373689439922024-01-01T01:00:00.000-08:002024-01-01T01:00:00.146-08:00Happy New Year<p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX-oDaoZ_TXMliP8QORmPL1YXY1nbk5iGHVAqqJZM7JLcLrMVBFRYJpWu7sW5Pwy_1zixJ97-P_iRx_iGW6Actpswv2_QSz3piVkS1IzFGvrA_u_fXJpsOI0WI-UTcht7ZX3wEXHlA4MeOzwb3MruQLNtBSoO2l5b6MzckYclO2LFqmrqEAY1wI2HgHg0/s2603/IMG_3806.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2599" data-original-width="2603" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX-oDaoZ_TXMliP8QORmPL1YXY1nbk5iGHVAqqJZM7JLcLrMVBFRYJpWu7sW5Pwy_1zixJ97-P_iRx_iGW6Actpswv2_QSz3piVkS1IzFGvrA_u_fXJpsOI0WI-UTcht7ZX3wEXHlA4MeOzwb3MruQLNtBSoO2l5b6MzckYclO2LFqmrqEAY1wI2HgHg0/w640-h640/IMG_3806.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><b>Dear Friends,</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><b>Happy New Year!</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Because comments have disappeared from this blog, never to work again, or so it seems, please go to my new blog:</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">desertcanyonstories.blogspot.com </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Thanks for your continued support.</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Ingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02924736131382149056noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3271959060195052715.post-56965975949286587062023-11-06T01:00:00.004-08:002023-11-06T07:56:58.872-08:00My New Blog<p style="text-align: center;"></p><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJv8_YXeFxU-GznftnC4ilEuI9UsL5chx6gbPz_y6ATxP1R1E_KhDsfx2Rkuaiw6-JAMCGHQQyYr99tkSmZkKrYxZHFDFyLVa42pqN5K4iEWY1ppJjRz-dpLcMMqVtNG5P98Rg20_xG-W731auNWEnt097ACIGxw-xZo93ISH4lvi1sLn0Ntwz7cSy4Co/s4608/20230526_090546.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2240" data-original-width="4608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJv8_YXeFxU-GznftnC4ilEuI9UsL5chx6gbPz_y6ATxP1R1E_KhDsfx2Rkuaiw6-JAMCGHQQyYr99tkSmZkKrYxZHFDFyLVa42pqN5K4iEWY1ppJjRz-dpLcMMqVtNG5P98Rg20_xG-W731auNWEnt097ACIGxw-xZo93ISH4lvi1sLn0Ntwz7cSy4Co/w640-h312/20230526_090546.jpg" width="640" /></a></div></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I've had problems with my blog for some time and I finally decided it has become too frustrating to try to fix it. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I started this blog in 2009 and although I'm sad to let it go, I'm also excited to begin a new blog. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I've met many interesting, inspiring, kind and wonderful friends through this blog. I'm very grateful for this, for your friendship. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">My new blog is called Desert Canyon Stories & Pictures</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">And you can find it here: </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;">desertcanyonstories.blogspot.com</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"> </div><p></p>Ingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02924736131382149056noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3271959060195052715.post-797567016466757612023-11-04T01:00:00.001-07:002023-11-04T01:00:00.148-07:00Coyote Calling & More<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq_pLgKhXkSPlW9eOw4IiKMi3Ig2TblP8U2NMoS9qm8-aUyYSq7XUQh3qWMxssRBqMcR0kWNZDf7OhStiTl7XP7xf7Qt-RpqUK6a3RtuVLgtf_0YhZu0PdxNRMX0-GuDtVsNbLEC5EM-cDqLdV89AGBfiGGzPArhodCastW9PdZPAJ0hf5wDVKJZXjZsg/s1821/20231019_070902.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1821" data-original-width="1457" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq_pLgKhXkSPlW9eOw4IiKMi3Ig2TblP8U2NMoS9qm8-aUyYSq7XUQh3qWMxssRBqMcR0kWNZDf7OhStiTl7XP7xf7Qt-RpqUK6a3RtuVLgtf_0YhZu0PdxNRMX0-GuDtVsNbLEC5EM-cDqLdV89AGBfiGGzPArhodCastW9PdZPAJ0hf5wDVKJZXjZsg/w512-h640/20231019_070902.jpg" width="512" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">The coyote was standing by the water in my backyard, calling, calling, beginning to sound desperate even.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3y8orG104maCGHaIfYaH9mxFEjAkGZ9PaU0-PbtF01rR7vn6UkiDcQtWf0GOOsdfwup47GFvCViWq7qgZUOiTqNonUkMkhQ-iK8XpaQaE5fK4sxNprWhOs1OFHXmS9HLtK2ES0rlhwBLYSbWSqXHDyV8LJsqG3-vAnbPxhMkMTrcqeZjwJnZ-cXsctV4/s1455/20231019_070900~2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1455" data-original-width="850" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3y8orG104maCGHaIfYaH9mxFEjAkGZ9PaU0-PbtF01rR7vn6UkiDcQtWf0GOOsdfwup47GFvCViWq7qgZUOiTqNonUkMkhQ-iK8XpaQaE5fK4sxNprWhOs1OFHXmS9HLtK2ES0rlhwBLYSbWSqXHDyV8LJsqG3-vAnbPxhMkMTrcqeZjwJnZ-cXsctV4/w374-h640/20231019_070900~2.jpg" width="374" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Then finally, this guy came along, much larger, so I imagine it was her mate, the one she had been calling for. At the same time he arrived, along came Joyce's dog, Judah, wondering what the racket was all about. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">The coyotes ran off together and Judah, who is a large dog, Faith's age, so nine years old, did not pursue. Smart dog, he didn't stand a chance. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">But I thought it was nice of him to come over and make the intruders leave. After I got my pictures. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I still haven't worked much on solving the problem with my new blog. I'm in the middle of a bunch of doctors' visits. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Actually, perhaps you would like to know that on November 1, Kenny drove me to Bakersfield to see my cancer surgeon. She said I was doing great, I don't need any follow up scans or tests, just continue with the tamoxifen. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">The breast cancer awareness month of October came and went and I forgot my annual preaching about the value of early detection so I will do it now. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">An annual mammogram has saved me from advanced stage breast cancer, not once, but twice now. It may be safe to say that annual mammograms may have saved my life. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">For this, I'm immensely grateful.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">If you are eligible to have an annual mammogram, please do. </span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Thanks for visiting. I'm sorry you still can't leave a comment. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">If you want to email, this is my address:</span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">sweed40ij@gmail.com</span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Ingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02924736131382149056noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3271959060195052715.post-61160774417150780812023-10-24T01:00:00.001-07:002023-10-24T01:00:00.145-07:00Status of New Blog<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijU_P8gFq_XpnG0Fchw2E2aD7lHM4ahzQgrHvuFg7EeqDGtGMawdRb7nvdTwQOETJ6mqSiReEkz-elwwq6a1xeHgLx0YCNF7Ub5WcI6XJsDPkSNDYHdjD99R82Xo6ah0xVGOtXoq0y2UjXz5obepj9URyGh0SKjkQZ7xwygmXZDviWFP2ZAVhraxHHnUg/s4608/20231023_084639.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2240" data-original-width="4608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijU_P8gFq_XpnG0Fchw2E2aD7lHM4ahzQgrHvuFg7EeqDGtGMawdRb7nvdTwQOETJ6mqSiReEkz-elwwq6a1xeHgLx0YCNF7Ub5WcI6XJsDPkSNDYHdjD99R82Xo6ah0xVGOtXoq0y2UjXz5obepj9URyGh0SKjkQZ7xwygmXZDviWFP2ZAVhraxHHnUg/w640-h312/20231023_084639.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I should be embarrassed about the information that follows, but instead, I'm sitting here giggling. It's all so incredibly weird and it makes me look like some old fool that has wandered into blogger land by mistake. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">As you know, this blog that has worked so well for me since 2009, has now become a problem that I don't know how to solve. It has been honored with almost a million views, has interested over 400 people enough to want to follow it, and it has provided me with the greatest joy every time I publish a new post. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">The bad news, the news that has me giggling is that the new blog I mentioned and hoped to publish soon, is now also giving me problems. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I know my brain may not work as well as it did before last fall's surgery, but still, I function just fine, except for this one thing. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Blogging. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">So, instead of getting stressed about a date for my new blog, I will work on it at my own pace. It may take a month, it may be next year, but in the meantime, I will share my stories, taking photos, and posting to this blog. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Since you can't leave comments, I will just assume that you have enjoyed my posts. And if you really want to leave a comment, my email address is in the upper right corner of this blog. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">www.sweed40ij@gmail.com</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">And please don't feel you need to comment via email, just a note every now and then would be much appreciated. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"> </span></p>Ingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02924736131382149056noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3271959060195052715.post-45437202236324313032023-10-23T00:00:00.001-07:002023-10-23T00:00:00.153-07:00Happiness & Me<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiapgeh7jsBwWq_ww7_97TdYdhftphUmH4kHBBZtz04bR_lSOTWP_zqX7noZZrBToNqnj6govTLRtB-i2_D3y21wJFFJ-zq18G-4Zvu5kC-McDIaDK-ADtUmg5zqQbKnx85sGqZ4qIyDXK87trtQbe0nef165CX5TgfSiNtasr7su6z9VIfT9vnBk09lkw/s4608/20230916_123627.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2240" data-original-width="4608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiapgeh7jsBwWq_ww7_97TdYdhftphUmH4kHBBZtz04bR_lSOTWP_zqX7noZZrBToNqnj6govTLRtB-i2_D3y21wJFFJ-zq18G-4Zvu5kC-McDIaDK-ADtUmg5zqQbKnx85sGqZ4qIyDXK87trtQbe0nef165CX5TgfSiNtasr7su6z9VIfT9vnBk09lkw/w640-h312/20230916_123627.jpg" width="640" /></a><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large; text-align: left;"> </span></div><p></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I've been a bit concerned:</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">When you ask me how I am, I'm thinking physically, cancer, type 1 diabetes, breathing issues, old age, medications and all that. So I may answer that I'm not feeling well.</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">However, none of that has anything to do with my happiness. You are such good friends and some of you have let me know you are concerned. I appreciate your caring so very much, but I don't want you to worry.</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">It took a while, of course, but sometime, somewhere in my life, I just decided I wanted to live a happy life and that I was so done with being and feeling miserable, worrying, and all that stuff.</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">I learned to let go. </span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Let go of worries, fears, and all the rest that held me back.</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">T</span></span><span style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">hen I moved to the canyon and it all fell into place. </span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I've lived here now for 17 years, most of the time alone, with one or more dogs. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Granted the past year hasn't been easy, but then it hasn't been very difficult either. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">And look at my welcoming committee above. Often when I turn from the main road onto Joyce's and my road, her animals are in that pasture and come and greet me. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I'm living a happy life here in the canyon.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitnNcAVTlSgxtAqQHbN-tvrXdippnulJNToRuozv24MR9ZP_3SZXuc_c0_43PtKWmu43BcUiFIkLlcHMr6oaz6U11PO9lXt6VNDzY9oJus03DQtxUKpay1Wadj-IdT1LPCAKCRVjB3QkTuDtpaueaxgiVwH85-Qks3XGZ1A0fQaLkb_R6TfmbRKb8mWAY/s4608/20230810_181851.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2240" data-original-width="4608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitnNcAVTlSgxtAqQHbN-tvrXdippnulJNToRuozv24MR9ZP_3SZXuc_c0_43PtKWmu43BcUiFIkLlcHMr6oaz6U11PO9lXt6VNDzY9oJus03DQtxUKpay1Wadj-IdT1LPCAKCRVjB3QkTuDtpaueaxgiVwH85-Qks3XGZ1A0fQaLkb_R6TfmbRKb8mWAY/w640-h312/20230810_181851.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">With my best friend, Faith. </span><p></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Since this blog is messed up and comments don't work, please email your comment to: sweed40ij@gmail.com</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I'm working on a new blog, but taking my time. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p>Ingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02924736131382149056noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3271959060195052715.post-20510367329861369122023-10-19T01:00:00.008-07:002023-10-19T01:00:00.145-07:00New Blog In The Works ~ May Take Some Time<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihXvs8zOP4TnM4Co06m6xDwYlmvtDWA9MfHH7xCYRIxdCmDse3I5d_Y3kuh3H3R8Pt7dgm0tEtXMhxrybyy1M8I2Zh-4a_iwmmHJNbOKtDIraUwp86PLk7B8aeFL5ZpYBMH0JkJDact3j75eEnaYMzTjN_qUR-8RHfSqXHvkBnV4z0UN3Ag-uSS2huNxQ/s4608/20231005_111105.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2240" data-original-width="4608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihXvs8zOP4TnM4Co06m6xDwYlmvtDWA9MfHH7xCYRIxdCmDse3I5d_Y3kuh3H3R8Pt7dgm0tEtXMhxrybyy1M8I2Zh-4a_iwmmHJNbOKtDIraUwp86PLk7B8aeFL5ZpYBMH0JkJDact3j75eEnaYMzTjN_qUR-8RHfSqXHvkBnV4z0UN3Ag-uSS2huNxQ/w640-h312/20231005_111105.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Every September/October my part of the canyon turns yellow as the rabbit brush bushes bloom. For me, this is the happy sign that our hot summer is over. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">As you no doubt have noticed, my blog is no longer working. When even my friend Sandra, her of the Madsnapper blog, and with far better tech skills than mine, couldn't help me fix it, I decided it had done it's job and maybe it was tired, so I decided it was time for something new. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I'm working on a new blog, but it may take some time. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">But once it's done, I hope you will come and visit. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdyliE72lArBEySDXx4fh1JW2It89Yn6utYObD7UIbPwsrD1aawfEXqiC3DCoyw9Y_t_KSpI8Tz8DfNs-ms8tmFn5wfZCg1cZw_m7vZxixZ9keBkotyrprITrz3_PyB9zgcH3WgLa5nc156eaak7W1UdWKLHULImCpKwyVXm8KFa4Rd2jNgkZvXc_PlSY/s4608/20231007_082745.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2240" data-original-width="4608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdyliE72lArBEySDXx4fh1JW2It89Yn6utYObD7UIbPwsrD1aawfEXqiC3DCoyw9Y_t_KSpI8Tz8DfNs-ms8tmFn5wfZCg1cZw_m7vZxixZ9keBkotyrprITrz3_PyB9zgcH3WgLa5nc156eaak7W1UdWKLHULImCpKwyVXm8KFa4Rd2jNgkZvXc_PlSY/w640-h312/20231007_082745.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">As for the rest of my life, it's going reasonably well. But my health, such a major part of my life, is suffering from the double whammy of how to manage Type 1 diabetes and breast cancer. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Unfortunately, the pills I take to prevent a return of the cancer cause insulin resistance. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">To make matters worse, my diabetes NP works from home and only does phone visits. This is great when all is going well, but when you feel, as I do now, that an in-person visit is needed and she tells you she will not come to the office, it's time to find someone new. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">So for the first time since I got my Adult Onset Type 1 Diabetes almost 34 years ago, I'm doing very badly. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">But a change is gonna come, as that wonderful old song tells us about a problem so much larger than my diabetes issues. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">My email: sweed40ij@gmail.com </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">If you feel like it, please drop me a note, I would love to hear from you.</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p>Ingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02924736131382149056noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3271959060195052715.post-24533197978894287242023-10-07T17:38:00.023-07:002023-10-07T18:00:14.066-07:00Testing <p style="text-align: left;"><span style="text-align: center;"> </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJs6ndeiEDyB27AIyGrDOTuHjtuozlKa2xAYF2qpJR4Sen3EQLmTLU_hC9ve55Vgc5JA3KGXfzS2Ie7bvFGjFOeXXuQvBHCqVodcLMVJjfMWeaGJEaP8VLE0qgAde3dPpMMUw9EOfY0RwLJwvi5dvclvWWgPFKy14iLwfWjuZQ6ZOpWm_lnpKThK8uF1g/s4608/20230930_112136.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2240" data-original-width="4608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJs6ndeiEDyB27AIyGrDOTuHjtuozlKa2xAYF2qpJR4Sen3EQLmTLU_hC9ve55Vgc5JA3KGXfzS2Ie7bvFGjFOeXXuQvBHCqVodcLMVJjfMWeaGJEaP8VLE0qgAde3dPpMMUw9EOfY0RwLJwvi5dvclvWWgPFKy14iLwfWjuZQ6ZOpWm_lnpKThK8uF1g/w640-h312/20230930_112136.jpg" width="640" /></a></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Autumn in the canyon is a favorite time for me. Here Joyce's fields have turned yellow with rabbit brush bushes in bloom. </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBBIX7X7kqOQAotQ0E1GrnNuF8Lq2ar9iN5rc7U2qWksdHl0i9yGtIlX_Ta1ATFde5RPXVvyFbNIbtUwMSOlmTfGOmnSAxr7Otp7yLf2-GxS9yYB7EQhziskcASBPdfvsMFYcdOQhZt0PMvdyakXvzADjhoXSEgAwjEavrhUxC3M7PIkzmjOVCjGf7Vk8/s4608/20231003_082457.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2240" data-original-width="4608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBBIX7X7kqOQAotQ0E1GrnNuF8Lq2ar9iN5rc7U2qWksdHl0i9yGtIlX_Ta1ATFde5RPXVvyFbNIbtUwMSOlmTfGOmnSAxr7Otp7yLf2-GxS9yYB7EQhziskcASBPdfvsMFYcdOQhZt0PMvdyakXvzADjhoXSEgAwjEavrhUxC3M7PIkzmjOVCjGf7Vk8/w640-h312/20231003_082457.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">The mornings are cooler and Faith and I enjoy our nature walks.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">As far as my blogging goes, I'm still having problems with the formatting of my blog, well, I haven't, until yesterday, tried to resolve the various issues I'm encountering. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I get help from Sandra, but it can get time consuming and I really should be able to figure it out myself. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">It's after all just formatting, everything else is OK, I think. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I'm posting this as a test to see if the comment section will appear as I instructed it to do. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I hope I can get this to work, I have written some stories that I would like to post, and I have lots of photos. Including a series of shots when a helicopter came to pick up a power pole and set it down on a remote hill on Joyce's property. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Happy Sunday, everyone. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><p></p>Ingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02924736131382149056noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3271959060195052715.post-49808888695085813082023-09-10T01:00:00.018-07:002023-09-10T01:00:00.150-07:00Taking A Break<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzguGUh7n1C2dEBXEP4Qo80HR0iBgc6_Rc1VXGmYfdIbPLP0PGsxlhoygsOBGCU2sbf0aDLCaoAstBEhRk1BfAjlop-nph6B2XA8JbfSVIzJhmBrmbYCoDLQikm8Z-WAX-3m7t9F9FK0iRrSOp9jxIclcQJQZe7HFcwCcnd9gVtVHuEqy6mjOTdGlz-1I/s4608/20230903_082329.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2240" data-original-width="4608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzguGUh7n1C2dEBXEP4Qo80HR0iBgc6_Rc1VXGmYfdIbPLP0PGsxlhoygsOBGCU2sbf0aDLCaoAstBEhRk1BfAjlop-nph6B2XA8JbfSVIzJhmBrmbYCoDLQikm8Z-WAX-3m7t9F9FK0iRrSOp9jxIclcQJQZe7HFcwCcnd9gVtVHuEqy6mjOTdGlz-1I/w640-h312/20230903_082329.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">The mountains are calling me, I must go.</span></p><p style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">~ John Muir</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;">~~~~~~~~~~~~~~</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">I need to take a break from blogging so that I can try to fix whatever it is that's gone awry with the formatting of my blog.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">In years past, this would probably have been a fairly easy thing for me to do, but these days I'm not at all sure I can even figure out what's wrong. Much less fix it. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I'm not complaining, I just need to take a break.</span><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"> </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Ingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02924736131382149056noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3271959060195052715.post-47433981907634931002023-09-01T01:00:00.001-07:002023-09-01T01:00:00.138-07:00Orchids<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQhPGzd4P7jZNkj7kTC4wLvbgq4bg_IATLnon-_r9WfP3kgnqwMtU8Wqpb2Bop5jD3H4j3YhsLDzfyyFV4sO6mvP6s78eV9aX87pOB8hDlIHqL_SSaC2vI8y_c46n0UQz3xQ7j_ZBZC-3aGy4Pd-8uUcCtdxYqUhNTDDm90BsMXz4nKz2QNjuzAW9_TJw/s4608/20221014_180813.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2240" data-original-width="4608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQhPGzd4P7jZNkj7kTC4wLvbgq4bg_IATLnon-_r9WfP3kgnqwMtU8Wqpb2Bop5jD3H4j3YhsLDzfyyFV4sO6mvP6s78eV9aX87pOB8hDlIHqL_SSaC2vI8y_c46n0UQz3xQ7j_ZBZC-3aGy4Pd-8uUcCtdxYqUhNTDDm90BsMXz4nKz2QNjuzAW9_TJw/w640-h312/20221014_180813.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">There's a quality of elegance and mystery about orchids. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">Some people become obsessed with these beautiful flowers. </span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">I read </span><i style="font-family: georgia;">The Orchid Thief, </i><span style="font-family: georgia;">by Susan Orlean, which is about people in Florida who become totally obsessed with orchids. I found it fascinating. </span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">For me, an orchid represents the thought that we can overcome adversity and emerge stronger. They are so fragile looking, yet very resilient. They grow and thrive in the shade, they mostly grow on trees, one orchid species grows in the water, and yet another can be found growing on rocks. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Last year, I bought some orchids in the grocery store, where they have many. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">They were very special and I enjoyed having their beauty in my home. None of them bloom any longer, so I've cut back their stems and water them once a week. New leaves have come to life on some of them. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I plan to buy a couple of orchids soon, but not until I've read more about them and perhaps watch YouTube videos to learn more about how to care for them.</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">If you know how to care for an orchid, it may bloom again. And if I could make that happen, it would be magical. </span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiSAWe5ltOjnVQWTSvbtd9q8QXPeDn_PtBOUc6HtmRlkqfG7J7aNmKnxrdJGiIWgrbAt_MUuJkB-iB32qMZra6-L5ogeflUI-Gks0-ouqWmfMpdJb9-UxOKEWbSDHJyTGscOjHJfx83psT5dY4ypQ1ZdOPr6SHeR8G5q2vlPCaD-dPzWGdvQhPafeyht4/s4608/20221014_180833.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2240" data-original-width="4608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiSAWe5ltOjnVQWTSvbtd9q8QXPeDn_PtBOUc6HtmRlkqfG7J7aNmKnxrdJGiIWgrbAt_MUuJkB-iB32qMZra6-L5ogeflUI-Gks0-ouqWmfMpdJb9-UxOKEWbSDHJyTGscOjHJfx83psT5dY4ypQ1ZdOPr6SHeR8G5q2vlPCaD-dPzWGdvQhPafeyht4/w640-h312/20221014_180833.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-hNkezxy1V-YU0cxZlUwOCLk_QK3cePon0c79ekwNocFFONcNm4KSy4uXNjfSXK7C1Xxurnen1QxPFFCwJ_zToU4SihGJ4hdZbHsWn7Lg9_K08B2oCN2HlyhQl3Mo5wH5n0vbM5kUJiS7P-neGhag8AF3YpT4ccokKhp9QalRSs84_Y21cHgDOOuNlck/s4608/20221014_180822.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4608" data-original-width="2240" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-hNkezxy1V-YU0cxZlUwOCLk_QK3cePon0c79ekwNocFFONcNm4KSy4uXNjfSXK7C1Xxurnen1QxPFFCwJ_zToU4SihGJ4hdZbHsWn7Lg9_K08B2oCN2HlyhQl3Mo5wH5n0vbM5kUJiS7P-neGhag8AF3YpT4ccokKhp9QalRSs84_Y21cHgDOOuNlck/w312-h640/20221014_180822.jpg" width="312" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p>Ingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02924736131382149056noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3271959060195052715.post-31652729913811288402023-08-30T01:00:00.001-07:002023-08-30T01:00:00.144-07:00Dear Refrigerator Please Stay Strong<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivK_d8wNeTkGK-Pxxbwht8MFeGimUH2vZGDfKJHx7SR7C8PTVPfZbwqx7w0B-EgSln8p1ssWrw4svIc9RXgaxZ9hhMtvLKYTg-wAnnn3aoGh4y6k6fAqK-SFXzwxpnxHpBgadr-8jyiB51x1j9v64VSXYVfMSRlOlHmlolB3MztRAqtQ3tbOPTMtlyY7g/s4608/20230826_070227.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4608" data-original-width="2240" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivK_d8wNeTkGK-Pxxbwht8MFeGimUH2vZGDfKJHx7SR7C8PTVPfZbwqx7w0B-EgSln8p1ssWrw4svIc9RXgaxZ9hhMtvLKYTg-wAnnn3aoGh4y6k6fAqK-SFXzwxpnxHpBgadr-8jyiB51x1j9v64VSXYVfMSRlOlHmlolB3MztRAqtQ3tbOPTMtlyY7g/w312-h640/20230826_070227.jpg" width="312" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">The other morning at Joyce's house, her kitchen counters were full of food packages of all kinds and she was busy stuffing them into her refrigerator. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">It was pretty obvious her fridge was reaching its max capacity. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">As it turned out her tenant had bought a lot of extra food for herself and her daughter to have during and after our recent tropical storm. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Then her refrigerator broke!</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Since Joyce's fridge was getting stuffed, I got some of the food too. A lot actually.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">My fridge is at least 20 years old. It's a Kenmore, a brand that I've found to be very reliable, but still, old is old. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">It has a huge bottom freezer drawer, which was rather empty, so I stuffed most of the food in there.</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiOARGwTQRKdUcEursjHoaWHuCYSYvdXoPfi1yBdtbwyMnV_LpLKwZOemudp4whlWUQQQ-dfTEUIkbB2bhLmT_8RFd0_JT_uZYqFtFoKuYa2MeiNDpndiHqcB-CtKPgLnP_gc7ML983-jd_DIDxVG-C8YApR_WceJEBhuOEytwIcTMqQeX8s7VkQztUoI/s4608/20230826_070028.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2240" data-original-width="4608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiOARGwTQRKdUcEursjHoaWHuCYSYvdXoPfi1yBdtbwyMnV_LpLKwZOemudp4whlWUQQQ-dfTEUIkbB2bhLmT_8RFd0_JT_uZYqFtFoKuYa2MeiNDpndiHqcB-CtKPgLnP_gc7ML983-jd_DIDxVG-C8YApR_WceJEBhuOEytwIcTMqQeX8s7VkQztUoI/w640-h312/20230826_070028.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I ate all the yogurts, of course I did, I live on yogurt. And I even tried some pork sausages that were in an opened packet. They were really, really good, but I don't think I would buy some, as I still don't like to eat a lot of meat. But maybe I will, they were that good, from Walmart, where my neighbor works.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I hope she will get her refrigerator situation resolved, so I can return the frozen items to her. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">In the meantime, please, dear old fridge, stay strong, don't collapse under the weight and responsibility of keeping and preserving so much food. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I know you're not used to it...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">But you can do it!</span></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"> </span></p><p><br /></p>Ingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02924736131382149056noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3271959060195052715.post-38262496186716680552023-08-27T01:00:00.001-07:002023-08-27T01:00:00.150-07:00Sunday Morning Reflections<p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn2fnSasUXp3wTxnlvLrzZnu_hgjA72zweFKgFiVuYEC6SDAI41uzRPUGh5SgG0pyXYjkY0nPAY-NU-xKOCW-7rQas1TP8EfVsuODJRbosXmmVwsC5vtaUDOVKID2vD45R8FAsY5VM4dewWs_ZP4gAIROH4v5yqstK55QJ2qYXFs2yleUEYvlfkidGZAk/s4608/20230823_191128.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2240" data-original-width="4608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn2fnSasUXp3wTxnlvLrzZnu_hgjA72zweFKgFiVuYEC6SDAI41uzRPUGh5SgG0pyXYjkY0nPAY-NU-xKOCW-7rQas1TP8EfVsuODJRbosXmmVwsC5vtaUDOVKID2vD45R8FAsY5VM4dewWs_ZP4gAIROH4v5yqstK55QJ2qYXFs2yleUEYvlfkidGZAk/w640-h312/20230823_191128.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Gratitude ~ I have so much to be grateful for. My cancer year is over; even though I tire easily, my health is good now; I'm working on being able to tolerate my medicine and feel sort of proud to have persevered.</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">My neighbors are wonderful. Yesterday, Joyce graded my roads. I went to see her just to say hello, and before I knew it, she attached the grader to the rhino and took off. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">She did such a good job and looked like she had a lot of fun. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">And I went on Amazon and entered - Bed & Body Works and ordered their <i>Signature Collection Cucumber Melon Gift Set.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I hope Joyce will enjoy it. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">I'm grateful for my friends of so many years, around the world and here in the canyon. </span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">And all of you, my friends on the blogs. </span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">And I'm forever grateful for Faith, all 67 pounds of her. Yes, she went to the vet and got weighed. </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb-d-BMZExXrMZoHbBQ9BDZtdh7zrRJGAUf1YRYbYUb0OOaBynC4wBEj2FUeNWIs_RgvdYiK6ubZDz7W9o_IdFaqysQxRNjpzXDyWbsxfu9LdfUY8AOrpf8UM-_l-FlqEYmIMKBCL8B_zyyQKy7qvpfXjUGTvwIf2JyktE5YzAMsCtwJozbks3z3rXE_k/s4608/20220721_064519.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2240" data-original-width="4608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb-d-BMZExXrMZoHbBQ9BDZtdh7zrRJGAUf1YRYbYUb0OOaBynC4wBEj2FUeNWIs_RgvdYiK6ubZDz7W9o_IdFaqysQxRNjpzXDyWbsxfu9LdfUY8AOrpf8UM-_l-FlqEYmIMKBCL8B_zyyQKy7qvpfXjUGTvwIf2JyktE5YzAMsCtwJozbks3z3rXE_k/w640-h312/20220721_064519.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Faith: Mommy, please don't discuss my weight on the blog!</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><p></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Ingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02924736131382149056noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3271959060195052715.post-11641079677637660972023-08-23T01:00:00.040-07:002023-08-23T01:00:00.150-07:00Neighbors & Firemen Make A Wonderful Day<p><span style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">Firemen from our town came out yesterday morning to help put our road back together.</span></span></p><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZPvtX2YXrLYkvbICPjTDjAveTKGLe2R8kJERal_gYdX1E0WnsX8u6-fGm69FpXhMdODyLoFJwue-WoOMj6JdqSJ0pWhQB4oXOu6ijGeQSSUsyfO8iXJjbub16k1cn2Eqy9_B8n6u6WRYwI5u8Y1YyPLIqbnXtegthBTocbsHDpBFABTj9Qn3m9X6hoaw/s4608/20230822_144200.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2240" data-original-width="4608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZPvtX2YXrLYkvbICPjTDjAveTKGLe2R8kJERal_gYdX1E0WnsX8u6-fGm69FpXhMdODyLoFJwue-WoOMj6JdqSJ0pWhQB4oXOu6ijGeQSSUsyfO8iXJjbub16k1cn2Eqy9_B8n6u6WRYwI5u8Y1YyPLIqbnXtegthBTocbsHDpBFABTj9Qn3m9X6hoaw/w640-h312/20230822_144200.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">As you can see in the above picture, there's not much left of the road. Last I saw, there was some heavy scooping equipment down in the creek bed moving dirt and debris.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAJ4dHmJJgWKRKNWy0GwKbg0YtMFibyuTxL2uCG4G8tCmgyl9RA-9hxOngOABvjEH7I_RK7dW1aczYLK8tZh971tpmNbWvC6CRFB1Mdl95_5555DS-ummwvhnPJvLt9cSbuTrlsIiqPv5oqHzsDJYMYhRdon8ckTYt2U_40EyncVh3C25IASjktxZRFH0/s4608/20230822_144242.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2240" data-original-width="4608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAJ4dHmJJgWKRKNWy0GwKbg0YtMFibyuTxL2uCG4G8tCmgyl9RA-9hxOngOABvjEH7I_RK7dW1aczYLK8tZh971tpmNbWvC6CRFB1Mdl95_5555DS-ummwvhnPJvLt9cSbuTrlsIiqPv5oqHzsDJYMYhRdon8ckTYt2U_40EyncVh3C25IASjktxZRFH0/w640-h312/20230822_144242.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">And there certainly was a lot of debris down there.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqNr2CXXV5c3rKBKDAOvJtP5dsCpOjFU1htw_FR5xRxBR-L5sU-RQHNEJ0ynSCMk3uztRACuPLxRlLQtFD_yFuXF7PPa1GgKGbczKd69ZbS-FEqAQ0xlpCr4RjGk4VrdYXddD9J6fjT5dhxqOn18gW8nGe0bRcytARIGvagfTEA2lk6AjnDQ4qWmCysWs/s4608/20230822_061216.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2240" data-original-width="4608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqNr2CXXV5c3rKBKDAOvJtP5dsCpOjFU1htw_FR5xRxBR-L5sU-RQHNEJ0ynSCMk3uztRACuPLxRlLQtFD_yFuXF7PPa1GgKGbczKd69ZbS-FEqAQ0xlpCr4RjGk4VrdYXddD9J6fjT5dhxqOn18gW8nGe0bRcytARIGvagfTEA2lk6AjnDQ4qWmCysWs/w640-h312/20230822_061216.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">I woke up to a foggy morning and took some pictures, of which I found this one to be special.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX7Oag7MjsJTtbVYQrtYTTCReomg3Q4T4icnWAc0pp8eoJUq3yuWwBIfvR3iAJcz5gikbuQbQmyiGXqHpsOo5sR6yijP8b0tmcTlM2KattZXNcpetONy11mV3F1B9cDyjP_7GMXh65vaU4LIQGqhaRNxsvEvqBgkQ5XUze9keMIrxEoE8WyOWUMtYj5Bk/s4608/20230822_061143.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2240" data-original-width="4608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX7Oag7MjsJTtbVYQrtYTTCReomg3Q4T4icnWAc0pp8eoJUq3yuWwBIfvR3iAJcz5gikbuQbQmyiGXqHpsOo5sR6yijP8b0tmcTlM2KattZXNcpetONy11mV3F1B9cDyjP_7GMXh65vaU4LIQGqhaRNxsvEvqBgkQ5XUze9keMIrxEoE8WyOWUMtYj5Bk/w640-h312/20230822_061143.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">I spent the day with my neighbor, Joyce, who spent some of her time baking carrot cakes for the firemen. We drove down to the road and gave them the cakes, which they appreciated a lot, it was clear to see. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">Since they've already brought in their heavy equipment, I feel confident that the road will soon be fully repaired. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-gzKdrt6AXV_ysrtl-mEtg93xEm6fvYPLIm82wmnT4eWPxJELa0xybH9x-2zdzUw-sWEq6anzR-qK4oSaTbMLjIpQgxknTikIDaQzG5DknGgUCYhDtKM7oHLrlLuGPGHSkZgF1l3MgOJm4nl6EQO2M2xmiEGJ31UnDweav2dlqMJx60Zdk2_SCWF0jGk/s4608/20230822_083036.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2240" data-original-width="4608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-gzKdrt6AXV_ysrtl-mEtg93xEm6fvYPLIm82wmnT4eWPxJELa0xybH9x-2zdzUw-sWEq6anzR-qK4oSaTbMLjIpQgxknTikIDaQzG5DknGgUCYhDtKM7oHLrlLuGPGHSkZgF1l3MgOJm4nl6EQO2M2xmiEGJ31UnDweav2dlqMJx60Zdk2_SCWF0jGk/w640-h312/20230822_083036.jpg" width="640" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">As for me, well, the gate you see is my gate. My road that went from my house to the gate, is pretty much intact closer to the house, but downhill, by the gate, it looks like this. Just one huge mud puddle. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">Joyce told me that Mark, who helps me with my outdoor work, is good with roads. I was happy to hear that and, once the mud has dried up, I hope he can bring my road back. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">This was an all together lovely day!</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">I'm grateful for wonderful neighbors and firemen.</span></div><div style="font-size: x-large; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="font-size: x-large; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="font-size: x-large; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="font-size: x-large; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="font-size: x-large; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="font-size: x-large; text-align: left;"><br /></div></span></div></div></div><p></p>Ingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02924736131382149056noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3271959060195052715.post-2865167846817788222023-08-22T01:00:00.072-07:002023-08-22T01:00:00.143-07:00Tropical Storm Hilary Hits The Canyon<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHZCgW1pT3PotVMSgzKUTtWFWiJBgk5fmYCs2w2-S5eSacdZo4abAi3ucPtygO1s_OdDz1jaUbfQuIKb46sh1syRySFsPC8btUTMIk3TUbhf--rjhc-fPJVSzKdHK3aTTVo5hlGz-aI6LDkUNUi8Elfr3bC2VgaGfoumbT1UIMpvdYvs_yL6gI72VEEQQ/s4608/20230819_144513.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2240" data-original-width="4608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHZCgW1pT3PotVMSgzKUTtWFWiJBgk5fmYCs2w2-S5eSacdZo4abAi3ucPtygO1s_OdDz1jaUbfQuIKb46sh1syRySFsPC8btUTMIk3TUbhf--rjhc-fPJVSzKdHK3aTTVo5hlGz-aI6LDkUNUi8Elfr3bC2VgaGfoumbT1UIMpvdYvs_yL6gI72VEEQQ/w640-h312/20230819_144513.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">She brought more rain with her than I've ever seen in my life. It began with a lot of rain on Saturday, before the "real" storm hit on Sunday. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I got very tired from listening to so much rain. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">The power stayed on for a surprisingly long time, until it finally gave up yesterday. But it came back this morning, so it wasn't bad. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">In the middle of the tropical storm, we got an earthquake alarm. Lots of loud beeps on the phone, then: Duck, Cover and Hold On! </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Something no one in Southern California needed to hear just then. It turns out there was a 5.1 quake in Ojai, a town closer to the coast than to us here. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">My neighbor Joyce's and my road, which leads to the main road in the canyon and goes over a creek has been severely damaged and is impassable. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">The creek flooded, the culvert is damaged and the road also. We are looking into some disaster relief from the county or FEMA or wherever we can find some. It will cost a lot to get this fixed. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">And, of course, it needs to be fixed right away. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">In our broader community, the 60th Anniversary of the Mountain Festival was taking place this weekend, with thousands of people coming from all over to our town. They had to cancel the rodeo on Saturday night, and all events on Sunday. A lot of effort goes into this annual event and I feel bad that the storm happened the weekend of the festival. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Neighbors in the canyon were evacuated or they were not. I've heard both. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">There was a mud flow on highway 58 near here, with a truck and a car stuck in the mud. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">The official rain amount was 4.58"; Jeanne's count for the part of the canyon where she lives was 7" and that was before the rain stopped. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">So we got a really ginormous amount of rain. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Our normal rain amount for August is 0.08", how many drops of rain would that be, I couldn't help but wonder. Not very many...</span></div><div><br /></div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">The paper said that the water infrastructure worked well, the power outages, including ours, were taken care of promptly, and everything worked well. </span><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">And I'm glad I bought food and water before this event. I didn't really believe I would be stuck here, but I've always felt that it never hurts to be prepared. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Faith is also happy to have had ALL her canned dog food arrive in time at the post office. Being stuck here without good dog food, she said, is not an option.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg93Bx__OET5oBYfRWWaGHV_B7bwK_lHr92G57hfpRJCrqoWqu0CN7nLsNJBsfCkL8GmA1cWqFAhW2VWHmNMh3oDHBgu1GWqKKzJ1VLjfXvHBeoqUTYsLRtUTAfLQcYW3Mc8EY06UiWWaOYRBeq4-PHf38x_GMcoHwkFhodNMvhRKzzJQmWJHrJ1Z3GQTQ/s4608/20230810_181841.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2240" data-original-width="4608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg93Bx__OET5oBYfRWWaGHV_B7bwK_lHr92G57hfpRJCrqoWqu0CN7nLsNJBsfCkL8GmA1cWqFAhW2VWHmNMh3oDHBgu1GWqKKzJ1VLjfXvHBeoqUTYsLRtUTAfLQcYW3Mc8EY06UiWWaOYRBeq4-PHf38x_GMcoHwkFhodNMvhRKzzJQmWJHrJ1Z3GQTQ/w640-h312/20230810_181841.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div></div></div>Ingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02924736131382149056noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3271959060195052715.post-58676488033794021312023-08-20T01:00:00.009-07:002023-08-20T01:00:00.133-07:00Sunday Morning Reflections<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8vK7wBGN-o4S12oqM9Wcn9BxPGDHMHAyHQkbKTH4kbltnhU-Bl6_tsMWjQY_UZk9AWRQI1FeQk8ZAWzlzREjs_GUKKL5TSkj10tvoXj_DFK0OZN1q59IwsKC_SW7MfBPSuLmBY-rcxSrS2Lsm5Dfw1GpxHB7e3e6EQp_sB_Z21jb8cegosM78EJd1A3E/s4608/20221014_180612.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2240" data-original-width="4608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8vK7wBGN-o4S12oqM9Wcn9BxPGDHMHAyHQkbKTH4kbltnhU-Bl6_tsMWjQY_UZk9AWRQI1FeQk8ZAWzlzREjs_GUKKL5TSkj10tvoXj_DFK0OZN1q59IwsKC_SW7MfBPSuLmBY-rcxSrS2Lsm5Dfw1GpxHB7e3e6EQp_sB_Z21jb8cegosM78EJd1A3E/w640-h312/20221014_180612.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b>Reflections of the setting sun on the hill outside my bedroom window.</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I have been reading Mary Oliver's poems recently and I'm glad to have discovered this American poet I didn't know about earlier. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Nature walks sustained her. Her nature poems sustain me and remind me it's time to get up and take my morning walk with Faith. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">The Summer Day may be one of her most read poems, with one of the best endings ever: </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">"Tell me, what is it you plan to do</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">with your one wild and precious life."</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">~ Mary Oliver</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><br /><p></p>Ingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02924736131382149056noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3271959060195052715.post-71096191245977419792023-08-16T15:37:00.000-07:002023-08-16T15:37:23.244-07:00Chores<p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHGWUn7wEvMDAbs_vSB_3czocN-38RrihV_2_ut90UV3EZxAi7iKkMWLwdUVKNhdn5CJanGFyLY2RQNo6bQQSo6x4Wd5wJJd-ZXWgq8EfxupSSp1z031Kq0rNw6onu6snpDJs4XtGLYmdntIpEoQzRYwAQwPF9qozy9rVkbN1Xjdn17X37Q3wVuu2ZZKk/s2894/DSCN0146.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2454" data-original-width="2894" height="271" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHGWUn7wEvMDAbs_vSB_3czocN-38RrihV_2_ut90UV3EZxAi7iKkMWLwdUVKNhdn5CJanGFyLY2RQNo6bQQSo6x4Wd5wJJd-ZXWgq8EfxupSSp1z031Kq0rNw6onu6snpDJs4XtGLYmdntIpEoQzRYwAQwPF9qozy9rVkbN1Xjdn17X37Q3wVuu2ZZKk/s320/DSCN0146.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">I</span> <span style="font-family: georgia;">never had any problems with doing household chores, except vacuuming. I used the one above when I had Samson, my Samoyed, it was perfect for picking up his piles of fur. Then I bought an upright one, which is not all that great. </span></span><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"> </span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">Errol and I never had a discussion or a disagreement about who was doing what. Things just got done. (I must confess to sometimes reading advice columns where married folks squabble about who's supposed to do what.) </span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">Now that I'm 83 and live alone, I find I must approach household chores in a new way in order to get them done. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">Mark, who helps me with outside chores, will wash and polish my floors, which makes a big difference. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">The rest I do myself and I have my good days and days where I look around and see that I must have forgotten to dust for a very long time.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">To get things done, I have a system where I do a little, then sit and rest for a while. Then go back, do a little more, then repeat until the chore is done. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I'm not surprised to learn that others use the same method to clean their homes. When I read an article about this way of approaching chores, I learned that it has a name: Pacing.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">So, now I know. I'm pacing through my chores and somehow or other, most of them get done. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I'm just a little bit proud of this...</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p>Ingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02924736131382149056noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3271959060195052715.post-58081211452125857552023-08-15T01:00:00.013-07:002023-08-15T01:00:00.141-07:00A Treasure Trove of Photos<p><span style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">My photos, from January 1 until yesterday, have sat on my phone while I've been unable to upload them to my computer. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Granted, I've had a foggy brain for some of this time, but I suspect laziness may have had more to do with me never even trying to fix this. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Now that I want to blog again, I will of course need my photos. So I asked Google (we're becoming quite friendly, Google and I, after not getting along for many years). And I learned that I needed to press something, probably the photo pinwheel. I've forgotten what I pressed.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Anyhow, magically, eight months of pictures began to show up on my computer. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Here is one from each month, January to present:</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><b>January </b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-size: x-large; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9nCtrTqy4-JBZWHt2SfQMx-Ffz1a8WV-YeMmwfaaAKASVF6k3W2w8hW2u2obrpoR1XS8MF6FLxrhZGN1XztoOR3HEiT0GK4snhLOs7f24-YViayneZb6lJPHTiQTChOPaci5h2Ho3oossBZSEmxWeCFJoGS0Kq7PwdEyXJzdN8QKA-J13ZXQK-9VDuyE/s4608/20230122_065013.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2240" data-original-width="4608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9nCtrTqy4-JBZWHt2SfQMx-Ffz1a8WV-YeMmwfaaAKASVF6k3W2w8hW2u2obrpoR1XS8MF6FLxrhZGN1XztoOR3HEiT0GK4snhLOs7f24-YViayneZb6lJPHTiQTChOPaci5h2Ho3oossBZSEmxWeCFJoGS0Kq7PwdEyXJzdN8QKA-J13ZXQK-9VDuyE/w640-h312/20230122_065013.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div><b><span style="font-size: large;">February</span></b><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUBONelZ3GoU3BrOLm4RXHK-pEBnFtSaUDwJuAesqNIa9TRD524cTxKjdp4LPg8LLNDTn9AtXvy9339M8hj8RppD3GVQXFIwtEpaC3g7gpd0YnkIP5kktCeZVPi5d3TBOCAYzz8uNTumKelc6wkPLLcz1kQAp93SSp4oG-Z-G2gm3zVlPtG1FrpumuToo/s4608/20230301_093438.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2240" data-original-width="4608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUBONelZ3GoU3BrOLm4RXHK-pEBnFtSaUDwJuAesqNIa9TRD524cTxKjdp4LPg8LLNDTn9AtXvy9339M8hj8RppD3GVQXFIwtEpaC3g7gpd0YnkIP5kktCeZVPi5d3TBOCAYzz8uNTumKelc6wkPLLcz1kQAp93SSp4oG-Z-G2gm3zVlPtG1FrpumuToo/w640-h312/20230301_093438.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: 700;"><span style="font-size: large;">March</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpv2FECT0GYBQbNuDB2pboAXxk7cUAzYd-oHZj5VFdbuh5Wojts2LHF-SpGXehA_qMHnFDHfFcL84uyD_DyHlENCbrh8KWhObKBVe3MknsVUyLUTIfFx5NApGs3-0VBUfLbdvVRBQraUsB41haZ70OCCcJ3aUbf4zQKGZJm_g0HM-9Tc11iBtwWtjxitc/s4608/20230227_130953.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4608" data-original-width="2240" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpv2FECT0GYBQbNuDB2pboAXxk7cUAzYd-oHZj5VFdbuh5Wojts2LHF-SpGXehA_qMHnFDHfFcL84uyD_DyHlENCbrh8KWhObKBVe3MknsVUyLUTIfFx5NApGs3-0VBUfLbdvVRBQraUsB41haZ70OCCcJ3aUbf4zQKGZJm_g0HM-9Tc11iBtwWtjxitc/w312-h640/20230227_130953.jpg" width="312" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Taking a picture of the great shawl that Jeanne crocheted for me to wear after my surgery.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b>April</b></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-size: x-large; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-size: x-large; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhgMUgl10E9JpXpi_bj4nzOsSNtRGsH4CdCGYHG6j-s60O9pA5h7o7aDgOL0rOzINPO4iLMzP5Og1bm-rHKREjW0iW6aogmnIdqglCm6K4a5WgQSfTL2gFDfGNGdkg_s3qaXqsKG8S710fldSKGf6Pa1_S6XwqjRCVXi3jLw4bA0OjveRmNvjBZc622Ls/s4608/20230428_124049.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2240" data-original-width="4608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhgMUgl10E9JpXpi_bj4nzOsSNtRGsH4CdCGYHG6j-s60O9pA5h7o7aDgOL0rOzINPO4iLMzP5Og1bm-rHKREjW0iW6aogmnIdqglCm6K4a5WgQSfTL2gFDfGNGdkg_s3qaXqsKG8S710fldSKGf6Pa1_S6XwqjRCVXi3jLw4bA0OjveRmNvjBZc622Ls/w640-h312/20230428_124049.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">My great-niece, Jasmine, at the ruins in Sand Canyon. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">May</span></b></div><div style="font-size: x-large; text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0-Hy2GrUIa0EV-WrWQuFZhqnzDIwCW2Ri8V9frA3P5bdDdBYivpeX3WBxoJQXJK516z4PtHX7wbXYz1N2_mel_D4um_mHaU9zCHbduTNje0hrpQb6XkbtVQ4hRlxwlrV3N7m4aaql4XAm-W6TCdffoswsMf1V6N0wceAnOpQMqZX_AkuPCodpIBmieRs/s4608/20230503_135252.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2240" data-original-width="4608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0-Hy2GrUIa0EV-WrWQuFZhqnzDIwCW2Ri8V9frA3P5bdDdBYivpeX3WBxoJQXJK516z4PtHX7wbXYz1N2_mel_D4um_mHaU9zCHbduTNje0hrpQb6XkbtVQ4hRlxwlrV3N7m4aaql4XAm-W6TCdffoswsMf1V6N0wceAnOpQMqZX_AkuPCodpIBmieRs/w640-h312/20230503_135252.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Joyce's donkey and its mini me. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: xx-large; font-weight: 700;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: xx-large; font-weight: 700;">June</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS0gl3b4i2rQh5AZTHxdqRE9Aif0jplSJ1efVd5i1BFRUBrA_w8GtywzkL4_FZsfGmce6QMqSUAvARlHN9CVauQkvLVCKWcrDml4YXfxWUPFK-G4Jjs3mY89FeXVi6cLQIc9iOlJSlZVmXOKd8AvY6UKes3jwNLpLDUZbtKRVUNHi3WmnP8bFtDv2ZnCE/s4608/20230613_091558.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2240" data-original-width="4608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS0gl3b4i2rQh5AZTHxdqRE9Aif0jplSJ1efVd5i1BFRUBrA_w8GtywzkL4_FZsfGmce6QMqSUAvARlHN9CVauQkvLVCKWcrDml4YXfxWUPFK-G4Jjs3mY89FeXVi6cLQIc9iOlJSlZVmXOKd8AvY6UKes3jwNLpLDUZbtKRVUNHi3WmnP8bFtDv2ZnCE/w640-h312/20230613_091558.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Red Rock State Park</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large; font-weight: 700;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large; font-weight: 700;">July</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipgRhi82XMABoUtu73AjyjrNWFAbZmj5uGdMQwQrjJ1XKg-BFHjvLgzhrgWAOIDkheAzYAGoLc_MKNcnpExOUR6ZkBA8ljd8MxX6eHoa08VH9Pbxn3wfoEqJ2R_ICRWSJJhJfDf4NlV29hGEYL3bKRX4D4U9gjlcf8F1aqsF-e9Haq92nTr9oiDmnAq2Y/s4608/20230804_143030.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2240" data-original-width="4608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipgRhi82XMABoUtu73AjyjrNWFAbZmj5uGdMQwQrjJ1XKg-BFHjvLgzhrgWAOIDkheAzYAGoLc_MKNcnpExOUR6ZkBA8ljd8MxX6eHoa08VH9Pbxn3wfoEqJ2R_ICRWSJJhJfDf4NlV29hGEYL3bKRX4D4U9gjlcf8F1aqsF-e9Haq92nTr9oiDmnAq2Y/w640-h312/20230804_143030.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">My shed, after Mark put up siding and painted it. The colors match those of my house. The half French door was a left over from Errol's business. There's nothing behind it but dirt, but at least it's a door. I think that part of the shed was a chicken coop.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large; font-weight: 700;">August</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBhUEe0Mifug-dAgdjoZosNGFCHLX3ykkeShuB2CKUkM35aD43zX9QG4Ko1bXlDNm8eXYd-qcPmntqUZliDwXYKZfY_fCAzhzcJ8Lsw_qU9ZhTIjhj94GZphFlMg_xN4wPZqQPlZtga9wMP5dk-PlmbySiDbmrtKb2_Q53YqBqGB_p1bdX274OCuAvS-Y/s4608/20230810_181848.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2240" data-original-width="4608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBhUEe0Mifug-dAgdjoZosNGFCHLX3ykkeShuB2CKUkM35aD43zX9QG4Ko1bXlDNm8eXYd-qcPmntqUZliDwXYKZfY_fCAzhzcJ8Lsw_qU9ZhTIjhj94GZphFlMg_xN4wPZqQPlZtga9wMP5dk-PlmbySiDbmrtKb2_Q53YqBqGB_p1bdX274OCuAvS-Y/w640-h312/20230810_181848.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Of course I had to include Faith, so focused on me here.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p></div>Ingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02924736131382149056noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3271959060195052715.post-57648430189384493802023-08-13T01:00:00.007-07:002023-08-13T01:00:00.141-07:00You Touched My Heart My Dear Blogger Friends<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDGjE2IdpNFYI5oacxLcuthp-b4h14xgJh_OcZluf2jXOFHjwUBmTPSsHh0hMGUAU6CJoHtiXiEAj-kHqMWAAmimTf3-RZEoXxO2Wl1c390-tyv4M0G0O7nGRDyf7qvhSa7OOy9gSSpYYHYU07rmRl7FLAsNqNs8n3F_0suAKW4bbf3qw1x-BPFTF8lYs/s4608/20220804_143549.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4608" data-original-width="2240" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDGjE2IdpNFYI5oacxLcuthp-b4h14xgJh_OcZluf2jXOFHjwUBmTPSsHh0hMGUAU6CJoHtiXiEAj-kHqMWAAmimTf3-RZEoXxO2Wl1c390-tyv4M0G0O7nGRDyf7qvhSa7OOy9gSSpYYHYU07rmRl7FLAsNqNs8n3F_0suAKW4bbf3qw1x-BPFTF8lYs/w312-h640/20220804_143549.jpg" width="312" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">You know, there are moments in your life when you need a hug from your friends and yesterday was such a day for me. What happened is this: </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Since early this year, I've become good friends with another Swedish woman here in our town. Her name is Helena, she's about 30 years younger than I, has a big heart and I feel that she really cares about me and will do anything she can to help me, should I need it. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">She has two big dogs, American Staffordshire terriers that are just adorable. She also makes dogfood that I buy from her every now and then. Faith loves this food so much. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Anyhow, I learned on Saturday that she's in the process of moving to Palmdale a town about 55 miles from here. An easier drive down the mountain and in the opposite direction from Bakersfield. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I've so enjoyed getting together for "fika" which is Swedish for having coffee together, speaking Swedish, following the World Cup in soccer, where Sweden is doing well, and so on. So, as I drove home, I felt really, really sad. I even teared up. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Then after lunch, I opened my computer to see if anyone noticed that I had posted something on my blog. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">And there you were, my dear friends, welcoming me back, leaving your kind comments, letting me know you've thought of me and wondered how I'm doing. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Thank you. You reminded me that we don't need to sit opposite each other in order to be loving and caring friends. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Your comments assured me that returning to blogging will be good for my soul, my heart, may even improve my writing skills, and will definitely make me be a part again of this community, where we care deeply about each other, even though we've never met, never hugged, and never sat down opposite each other with a cup of coffee and a good conversation. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">This is pretty wonderful and really amazing, isn't it? </span></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Ingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02924736131382149056noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3271959060195052715.post-22118959722494547302023-08-12T01:00:00.007-07:002023-08-12T01:00:00.134-07:00Back To Blogging<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQI8bQ2W5lBnuvTtCtTHIYJQguu9wcFdnJIIZGVNKbKXYLyNEp8F_kfmp5VQUtwqDChY2zVS8AfjvIJejkq1OtFSZxKPr0VBTEsz0ytnO-LKbkZD_DF-K9ZgRgnaSCeFoq0GIN2k5aNZfEG04Z2D6jTEEVirjfWekF-UuI-f0vQRuqAsmWe6v0HUcE4hE/s4608/20221217_094522.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2240" data-original-width="4608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQI8bQ2W5lBnuvTtCtTHIYJQguu9wcFdnJIIZGVNKbKXYLyNEp8F_kfmp5VQUtwqDChY2zVS8AfjvIJejkq1OtFSZxKPr0VBTEsz0ytnO-LKbkZD_DF-K9ZgRgnaSCeFoq0GIN2k5aNZfEG04Z2D6jTEEVirjfWekF-UuI-f0vQRuqAsmWe6v0HUcE4hE/w640-h312/20221217_094522.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Good morning, it's been a while. I hope you all are doing well this hot summer. </span> </p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I'm feeling much better and would love to get back to blogging. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">In January I encountered a problem with uploading photos from my phone to my Chromebook, where I blog. I've made no effort to find out what's wrong or how to fix it. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I blame this on the aftereffects of cancer, surgery, and the medicines I'm taking. I will try to resolve it now. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I've also felt unable to write. It's something my friend Annette in Copenhagen disputes, as we write emails back and forth all the time. But I feel our emails are different from writing on my blog. Not sure why.</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Annette and I both love the English language though. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">Faith is doing well and wants to voice her canine opinions here every now and then. She says she loves English too and is very proud of how many English words she understands. </span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFGmJrTpEf2RSo_7Ysq6PJcQU-nW3ryqY9CSpYKenXQQrowS714bo2wYRm653i761M7TFjNmxc9FnTmXPN1wMVrS6AtahhAwSoVVsiPXHF542PLPNL3W9DMfuPV7U3lvCyWfYF0EsJCWmwpQPmajzJCrhXc0NkNnIs-71HfvN42Seh19a4ZIRsgN9q2tU/s4608/20220816_085035.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2240" data-original-width="4608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFGmJrTpEf2RSo_7Ysq6PJcQU-nW3ryqY9CSpYKenXQQrowS714bo2wYRm653i761M7TFjNmxc9FnTmXPN1wMVrS6AtahhAwSoVVsiPXHF542PLPNL3W9DMfuPV7U3lvCyWfYF0EsJCWmwpQPmajzJCrhXc0NkNnIs-71HfvN42Seh19a4ZIRsgN9q2tU/w640-h312/20220816_085035.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p>Ingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02924736131382149056noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3271959060195052715.post-21307562942680933122023-05-28T01:00:00.001-07:002023-05-28T01:00:00.179-07:00Sunday Morning Reflections <p style="text-align: left;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGZI8uCGJowXTGbYpAyqJxMfTTBmVvYO_AU2v0m9LSDUdyCGZvYMg-fn_uWpt2M3nYW8zbFecNn164sebaJel-srbeqgF3l930QyunEUFk4hust9lSo0QcOr7D88v6fjJE_nMPf2SeWX42qcx2VPYKoRexOGaSywZxC4rWs1PvtxDlHl_w7oOXVCOQ/s4608/20221104_180903.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2240" data-original-width="4608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGZI8uCGJowXTGbYpAyqJxMfTTBmVvYO_AU2v0m9LSDUdyCGZvYMg-fn_uWpt2M3nYW8zbFecNn164sebaJel-srbeqgF3l930QyunEUFk4hust9lSo0QcOr7D88v6fjJE_nMPf2SeWX42qcx2VPYKoRexOGaSywZxC4rWs1PvtxDlHl_w7oOXVCOQ/w640-h312/20221104_180903.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Make yourself familiar with the angels, and behold them frequently in spirit; for without being seen, they are present with you. </i></span><div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: large;">St. Francis</span></span><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large; font-style: italic;"> </span><span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: large;">de Sale</span></span><span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: large;">s</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Thinking of my friends Elisa and Dee with much love.</span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p></div>Ingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02924736131382149056noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3271959060195052715.post-31201273403927387252023-05-14T01:00:00.041-07:002023-05-14T01:00:00.151-07:00Sunday Morning Reflections<p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9r_L_VmhTLE2WGerR_AG07Eg8aTE5zejpP_SRIUM7lr9cc9AKyUdUkh7g_g9HJCt13GqidPpkbwMLRgpJJRbLpPtI8O0q8tgdVL2S2jKawiUMTozRPTsvXNjdiddljmis2oqdCYMrZ_cBXgjD8YkFqUdf-5RQcoTqkJvELeSODhIRmWxTovf5EMSZ/s640/IMG-1143.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="489" data-original-width="640" height="490" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9r_L_VmhTLE2WGerR_AG07Eg8aTE5zejpP_SRIUM7lr9cc9AKyUdUkh7g_g9HJCt13GqidPpkbwMLRgpJJRbLpPtI8O0q8tgdVL2S2jKawiUMTozRPTsvXNjdiddljmis2oqdCYMrZ_cBXgjD8YkFqUdf-5RQcoTqkJvELeSODhIRmWxTovf5EMSZ/w640-h490/IMG-1143.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"> <b>Photo by Vince or Jane</b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">As I write this post, I'm reflecting on why I'm not blogging on a regular basis right now. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">A lot of it has to do with the fact that I can't get photos from my phone camera to my Chromebook. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">This happened at the first of the year and I have no idea why. I also haven't taken an interest in finding out why and how I can get it fixed. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Posting photos that I just took to my blog was such a big part of my blogging experience and of course I know I should have fixed it, but things happen, things get delayed and so on. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">And maybe a lot of my energy went to healing and feeling better. Not something you think about when it happens, but looking back I think that also was a big part of it. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Now I hope to slowly come back to blogging. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I would also like to have another blog, even though I've been warned it may be too much. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Right now I see another blog as a place where I can post stories, memories, essays, just anything I may want to write about. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">We'll see...</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><p></p>Ingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02924736131382149056noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3271959060195052715.post-27378951187554455402023-04-28T01:00:00.001-07:002023-04-28T01:00:00.200-07:00Someone Has A Birthday!<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><b>Happy 9th Birthday Faith</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><b>My best friend, you are</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><b>Kind </b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><b>Sweet</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><b>Loving</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><b>Protective</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><b>and</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><b>Smart</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><b>And I love you the mostest and bestest</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><b>in the whole wide world!</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><b>Mommy</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoEKsCTum72N38p2ELD5O2HxFdW1wfhPcf2HGxaVBdpne57ElX0PbSG98MacrV-8Lc6SXmB_LEwE4kdWeWE9ccl0XAZtOM_uFPsn1WJXbXC4bH0IMNrcfRo627k1SGGjXGuvsfnkDDe1v0nHYFyLXzTXfmaQBcwOJ-MIxziYtGj_QCEbhhem1hEjwj/s4608/20220811_084346(0).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2240" data-original-width="4608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoEKsCTum72N38p2ELD5O2HxFdW1wfhPcf2HGxaVBdpne57ElX0PbSG98MacrV-8Lc6SXmB_LEwE4kdWeWE9ccl0XAZtOM_uFPsn1WJXbXC4bH0IMNrcfRo627k1SGGjXGuvsfnkDDe1v0nHYFyLXzTXfmaQBcwOJ-MIxziYtGj_QCEbhhem1hEjwj/w640-h312/20220811_084346(0).jpg" width="640" /></a></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;">Now let's go and have some ice cream!</span></div><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><br /><b><br /></b></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span></p>Ingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02924736131382149056noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3271959060195052715.post-12368164559748952372023-04-22T01:00:00.063-07:002023-04-22T01:00:00.280-07:00Earth Day<p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicv-buAzU8DggoiABZ5s2dkkwvlqmZ_Ntb9rf78nU8e1PkSNDyu3KFY194HHgQmlpvOmgLQT-Dx_eGoLtkzVvhbJy78demBJIhxh0jBnV7zNSpHaRVKS5UTiUF__K6sNcJOavpTtCU7cPr0rch49HUJOUwDBBBD0WmnWeie7kQmhMJPczDrdKGkSRQ/s4608/20221014_180612.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2240" data-original-width="4608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicv-buAzU8DggoiABZ5s2dkkwvlqmZ_Ntb9rf78nU8e1PkSNDyu3KFY194HHgQmlpvOmgLQT-Dx_eGoLtkzVvhbJy78demBJIhxh0jBnV7zNSpHaRVKS5UTiUF__K6sNcJOavpTtCU7cPr0rch49HUJOUwDBBBD0WmnWeie7kQmhMJPczDrdKGkSRQ/w640-h312/20221014_180612.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">"All my life through,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">the new sights of</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Nature made me</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"> rejoice like a child."</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">~ Marie Curie</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"> Happy Earth Day!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"></div><p></p>Ingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02924736131382149056noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3271959060195052715.post-8483628473246212722023-04-09T01:00:00.005-07:002023-04-09T01:00:00.249-07:00Easter<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9T9AWITczgwmexrmXrsCMNhAKTffqj1u8CUQ3L5gLt167lPaFP8YK5qStElZl3b7yQqEmyKl84rKmQsG2Nhz1NSuu6hGqHdkrcWfzomKTqP3Fiaa0e6BYC40YlaW-FJAlGY3Q8tXByHTHKaXcsEysJEMTLSVLZ1HAeoFBWdDvegNxL7p___QbXHBx/s3612/IMG-0675.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2459" data-original-width="3612" height="436" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9T9AWITczgwmexrmXrsCMNhAKTffqj1u8CUQ3L5gLt167lPaFP8YK5qStElZl3b7yQqEmyKl84rKmQsG2Nhz1NSuu6hGqHdkrcWfzomKTqP3Fiaa0e6BYC40YlaW-FJAlGY3Q8tXByHTHKaXcsEysJEMTLSVLZ1HAeoFBWdDvegNxL7p___QbXHBx/w640-h436/IMG-0675.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #04ff00; font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><b>Happy Easter</b></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Just a note to let you know I'm doing well. I'm slowly getting used to the new anti-cancer medicine. This has not been easy, but is by now getting better. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">I'm taking a break from blogging to rethink what I should do with my blog, with my interest in blogging in general, and so on.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I will write more about this later. Today, I just want to wish you all a happy Easter Sunday. </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #04ff00; font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #04ff00; font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Ingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02924736131382149056noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3271959060195052715.post-173685241275558112023-04-02T01:00:00.001-07:002023-04-02T01:00:00.248-07:00Sunday Morning Reflections<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLS1A2GXASCM-FN7IGmyO6JzTf6zI3jGbgBSSMhCQGWRDYD1KY9d0aM5IlfwPokQreIeITgYLPt5li7R_Sssci1Lh4Ww3Laul-8hxhsESRjWAhrhERKjWIbQ1lfZ9lBEhwrVHmsPaWBa1eEVACWjdD3CmtO8_zOqivNT4GS-BBpljNiVApO3zN37ND/s1773/Snow%20bougainvilla%202023%20(2).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1182" data-original-width="1773" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLS1A2GXASCM-FN7IGmyO6JzTf6zI3jGbgBSSMhCQGWRDYD1KY9d0aM5IlfwPokQreIeITgYLPt5li7R_Sssci1Lh4Ww3Laul-8hxhsESRjWAhrhERKjWIbQ1lfZ9lBEhwrVHmsPaWBa1eEVACWjdD3CmtO8_zOqivNT4GS-BBpljNiVApO3zN37ND/w640-h426/Snow%20bougainvilla%202023%20(2).JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">A California winter's day, by Vince and Jane B. with a little help from Mother Nature and an old oil derrick pump, which Jane wanted to include because of its significance in Southern California history. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p>Ingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02924736131382149056noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3271959060195052715.post-63633714443578461462023-03-05T01:00:00.001-08:002023-03-05T01:00:00.240-08:00Sunday Morning Reflections<p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgad2AUwZk6u_yeiRFZSSfGxCT5Vtqwtz_23XSdvOe2SSEN93yLcLrzpSJVNfQ9eNK8zU_7CbSQ5vhTn1PCdacbvvBWm82_YwgX0VlErV9_fl48v1Apq4EXRjNxAwDoIXMlFkY1baOrGH4PVTlrPfO17EzI1vHBNHhfxJdZgV0AHkX-cBFdzCTwxvym/s4608/20221003_084744.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2240" data-original-width="4608" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgad2AUwZk6u_yeiRFZSSfGxCT5Vtqwtz_23XSdvOe2SSEN93yLcLrzpSJVNfQ9eNK8zU_7CbSQ5vhTn1PCdacbvvBWm82_YwgX0VlErV9_fl48v1Apq4EXRjNxAwDoIXMlFkY1baOrGH4PVTlrPfO17EzI1vHBNHhfxJdZgV0AHkX-cBFdzCTwxvym/w640-h312/20221003_084744.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">An early-morning walk is a blessing for the whole day.</span></p><p style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">~ Henry David Thoreau</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Ingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02924736131382149056noreply@blogger.com12