Wednesday, October 21, 2020




I had some goals, sort of, which prompted me to procrastinate most of it away. 
Where do I start?
What is my focus?
What do I do first?
How do I do it?
I took a walk, hoping to get some clarity, but it's hard to do when I'm listening to podcasts and filling my head with information, albeit useful.
As I'm listening to these great ideas, I remind myself that I'm still consuming and not creating—too much information in and not enough going out. 
Meditation is what I need to be practicing.
Tomorrow is another day.

Tuesday, October 20, 2020



Just before I left for my morning walk, I remembered to grab my camera. I planned to hopefully get some photos of a Great Egret I'd seen in one of the small ponds for the last several weeks. Luckily, she was there and so busy foraging for her breakfast she didn't even know I was there clicking away. 
Photographing wildlife first thing in the morning makes for a good day.

Monday, October 19, 2020



It was a beautiful morning for a bike ride, and I needed to drop our ballots in the ballot box at our community center. 

It feels like it's been months since I've ridden. First, my back protested, then my quads, and then my lungs a little. Still, it felt great to cruise around and through the neighborhoods. 

After I did my civic duty, I rode on through our kids Middle and High Schools, noticing how eerily quiet they are right now. It's the middle of October, and those campuses should be bustling. So surreal.

I rode for four miles, and it was just what this body needed. 


Sunday, October 18, 2020



My brother Brad would have turned 64. He's been gone for almost twenty-four years. Sometimes I imagine what it would be like if he was in a coma all these years and just woke up. He was a such a techno nerd that he would probably be blown away by how far we've come. We would have to watch the 'new' Star Trek, Star Wars, Mission Impossible, and Godzilla movies together. When I saw them, I couldn't help but think of how much he would enjoy them. We used to watch the Star Trek show together when we were kids. He and I watched an old Godzilla movie when he was bedridden a week or so before he passed. 

He'd be amazed at how much his son looks like him and even has the same mannerisms. I think he and all his nieces and nephews would probably get along great.

I could see him and Tristan geeking out together.

I'm grateful that he visits me in my dream every once in a while.

I miss him.

Saturday, October 17, 2020




We met Jesse, Bri, Logan, and Paisley at a Pumpkin patch. Logan, Bri, and I ran around picking out pumpkins and filling up our wheelbarrows while Jesse and Mike chatted. Paisley slept in her stroller. It was warm, even at 10 am. Then we drove to an RV dealership to look at travel trailers. Logan had a blast and loved all of them except the one Jesse and Bri want. I found our retirement trailer. It was a fun, sweaty Saturday morning with the kids. 

Friday, October 16, 2020


“I must have flowers, always and always.”

~ Claude Monet


I listened to another great Brene Brown podcast on my walk. 
I wore a light jacket, thinking it was cold out, and it was, a little, in some spots. Then there were pockets of warm air like a heater was blowing. It was odd. It reminded me of a coast camping trip that was uncharacteristically hot.
By the time I got back home from my walk, I had decided I want to sort, cull, and make photo albums with my boxes and boxes of photographs. I think that would be a great winter project. 

Thursday, October 15, 2020




I had some fun with the wilting flowers of my fall bouquet. 
And then a branch from our neighbor's tree fell on our house. Thankfully, she took care of it, got a tree company out right away, and the power didn't need to be shut off. All is well.