It's been a vibrant and colorful spring on the California central coast and our Iris has been resplendent.
Spring has a way to bump us, to revive our outlook and to pay attention to life, often so beautiful and always moving on.
The loss of Judy, a life long friend, and a golden anniversary bumped us too, and sent us looking through shots of the old days.
We picnicked in a clearing in the southern Indiana woods where we would soon build a home. We were practically kids, I think, as I look back...
Tucked away too was a photo of our first garden. It was planted when we lived on the Indianapolis east side. Lana came from gardening stock, I did not, which explains why I did the sod busting and she did the skilled work.
It turned out to be quite a good garden and gave us the itch for "land," and getting closer to nature.
We're old boys now. Terry in the red cap is in North Carolina, Dave is on Sanibel and we're on the west coast.
Back in our more hearty days, even Indiana winter didn't stop us watching grill master Dave and his red weber.
No doubt you are struck by how impossible it all seems, this advance of the calendar. So, as my dad used to say, "make the most of each day," indeed, take it all in, and with a sense of joy.
speaking of taking it all in
I wish all US citizens, regardless of tilt, would sit and read the Mueller report. Forget the shill you've heard from you know who and his apologist. Read the report, read the details, read the facts.
It's clear federal prosecutors and members of the house have. The investigation has legs, and no amount of bs or lies will change that.
parting beauty
With the color, the return of longer days, a brighter sun and the sense of rebirth, it's clear why spring has been, since ancient days, a time of celebration and renewal. So, take it all in. Take it deep within. These are days to celebrate life.
See you down the trail.
