Sunday, July 12, 2015

4th of July - 2014...One Year Ago Our Great Adventure Began.

Our band float ready for action!
The 4th of July, 2014 - getting the Ingram float ready for the Monte Nido community parade!  Always a labor of love and fun - it has been the tradition since I was a little girl, weaving red, white and blue crepe paper through the wheels of my stingray bicycle. This float is for the Monte Nido Band - a mix of old timers and new musicians all banging, blowing or squeezing an instrument in a semblance of Souza marches and patriotic tunes.

After a hardy but rushed breakfast, cousins, sons, daughters etc. all scramble into the float and off we go to the staging area for the parade.                                                                                                       
Jake ready for bacon
Scotty and Dad ready for parade

Lynn in the sand
The next day enjoyed some time in southern California ocean waters at the beach
Hunter is stuck in the sand!!

Kevin and Sophia at the beach

Cousins - Lynn and Hunter

Becky with Bootsy and Sophia
Jayden with noodle!
Sorrowful parting with sisters after learning about losing my home
Last goodbye - all my siblings

- fun in the sun.  That evening came the bombshell - the co-owner of my home told me he wanted to sell. The beginning of my nightmare was here.
My sleeping granddaughter Sophia in my arms

After saying my last goodbyes to my sisters and brother, my sweetie and I drove away up the coast - stopping at a favorite place - Morro Bay.  I needed to stop and try to understand what had happened.

Morro Bay - a soothing getaway
It has taken me a year to even be able to put this down on my blog - though a lot has happened since this all began.  I don't think my stomach will ever stop roiling in distress when I relate the details.  But I'm attempting to put it all behind me and continue to move ever forward.

Friday, December 19, 2014

I am saying goodbye to my home. It has been continuously occupied by my family for 3 quarters of a century. It was my Grandparent's home - and once my dream house; at one time I thought I would die here, living in peace surrounded by my family, kids, grandchildren, friends and travelers. As I write this I am looking out the dining room windows, listening to the rain drip drop down the gutter, cherishing the cheeps and chirps of the birds in the Hawthorne tree as they (the birds) jocky for position over the bird feeders. I wonder if they will get fed when I am gone. The house is empty now, except for my beloved big couch, whom everybody and his brother have slept on at one time or another - it has been a good couch. It will be gone in a few days.  Soon we will be finished cleaning and tidying up our big yard plus the back 40 and then list the house. We will stuff The Terrorist (our old kitty of 16 years) into a cat carrier and endure her howls of terror when we drive away in our old claptrap newly purchased RV. My finches will hopefully not die of fright when I try to fit them into the shower stall inside the RV. I haven't found a home for my many plants, yard art, water fountain, maple tree and citrus... but I can't take them with me. George took off one of the many old antique glass door knobs for me to take - it has seen the hands of many, many loved ones over the years.

We have no destination as of yet - just floating about between George's daughters' homes, traveling up to Auntie Dale and Uncle Richard's home on Friday Harbor for a temporary visit - waiting for the house to sell so we can pay the bills and eat. Where will we go? We just don't know.

The words "Things Change" will never hold the same meaning in my life after hearing them spoken by my father.  He's right though - things do change.  I am fortunate to have my dear sweetheart taking the journey into the unknown alongside me - it's really the chance of a life time.  We shall make the best of it.

Sunday, November 09, 2014

Some of my favs.  Not turning the lights off yet.

 Some of my old favs... I can't bear to turn the lights off in here.  Back later xo

Saturday, March 01, 2014

Rabbit! Rabbit!  Good luck in March.

It is the beginning of a new month - a new era if you will.  Last month is gone, and nothing can be done about it.

Things that were, just as a thousand year old piece of ice though seemingly endless, are now washed away, melted, never to be seen again.

Like footprints in the sand, these days are done, washed away and erased for ever.

March presents a clean slate - a fresh and new surface upon which to draw.  Isn't that wonderful?    Gives a girl hope!    

Friday, November 01, 2013

Rabbit Rabbit - greetings on the Day of the Dead and good luck in November!  Such a wonderful month - pretty red and yellow leaves, crisp cold air scented with fireplace logs...all is well.

Thursday, August 01, 2013

Rabbit Rabbit - today is the first day of August, 2013.  Yet another new beginning, if I choose to look at it that way.  A favorite blogger The Walking Man asked me why I stopped blogging.  I have been thinking hard about the answer.  I used to derive tremendous joy in publishing a part of myself through pictures and words.  The thought that anyone might actually want to read, or cared about what I created was intoxicating.  And I, in turn, expanded my own boundaries, acquiring new friends through blogging - many which have completely stuck and endured through the years, though some of our collective blogs have faded.  To answer Mark's question I suppose I must say I got into a space of discontent - worry, depression, job hunting, middle aged crisis if you will.... I lost the joy.  I used to always find the time to blog, often coming home from my regular 8 to 5:30 job and staying up into the wee hours of the morning, sometimes struggling with the technicalities of Blogger to get my thoughts and pictures (I LOVE pictures) out on blogger.  I never missed the first blog of each month - as I subscribed to the Rabbit Rabbit cult of good luck... several of my Blogger friends have started posting their Rabbit Rabbit good luck posts on Facebook - as have I.  I feel the need to get back to my Blog - my own outlet of creativity - I miss some of the folks who have passed away, or quit blogging as I have... Thank you Walking Man for re-igniting a few of my lost braincells.  You have done me a  good thing :)

Saturday, April 20, 2013

So here it is... (only 8 years later) a place in Iceland, in Blönduós... we may purchase some horse property here and finally achieve residence!    We are excited, and heading back there in a few weeks to check it out once more.    It is a beautiful place on our planet and we are looking forward to possibly fulfilling our dreams of living in Iceland part time.