Last day: the waterfall Last time we met, I was checking out an old 1800s cemetary. There was so much spookiness on those grounds, even Stephen King would have enjoyed it. I hope to get to go back some day and let my writing mind take over. It’s hard to do that when you are so filled with fresh air and excitement as I was from the hike. I even captured a little of fall’s colors (or maybe it was death to a living thing from a hot summer?) At any rate, it was an exciting day hike on route
So, I left you last time as we went into the woods. It was a major event in my life. My very first hiking trip, and at a middle age where most people are just getting comfy in their recliners with the remote. I decided to heck with living cozy, I want adventure. Well, let me tell you, I found it. Even Darby, my little Chihuahua questioned my sanity (see the image-she is asking me what am I thinking) I told her it would be okay, and we would have a good laugh over this event in days to come.
On reducing stuffitis: “Immaculate and modest living are the planes on which we can rise over our established life and its temporary existence.” KIM SMITH It has been quite a while since I posted about my lifestyle reboot. It’s because it has been put on hold for some time. First, winter prevented my getting much done, and then my hubby’s illness took front stage. But that desire to turn this bird (that I call life) around has recently begun to plague me once again. Why, you ask? Well, it’s simple really. A basic minimum of belongings is freeing. I once
Never a dull moment… This is a post about my recent life and it may depress you if you are living it with me, so it comes with a little disclaimer *THIS IS MY LIFE-MAYBE YOURS IS WORSE* there…now you may continue… NEVER A DULL MOMENT INDEED That is a very apt description of our life, especially these days. Yesterday, as my hubby was being lifted to his feet to move from bed to wheelchair, he passed out. My son was so frightened that he called 9-1-1 to get an ambulance coming to the house. Of