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Ice in one of the metal birdbaths

Another fascination of mine.  Ice.  Freezing anywhere.  I feel giddy each day I go outside to be greeted by mild weather.  I consider it a personal gift.

That is all, goodnight all!


The barn in back at dawn. January 24 - rosy pink

I have always been within perhaps an hours driving time from the ocean.  Here, the beach is but a dream.  I have a friend who lives on a bluff above the pacific ocean.  She posts lovely things, sunsets, cats, lemon trees.   It makes me feel homesick for the beach and the ocean.   She too loves owls and I get her back by posting about our Great Horned Owls here 🙂

Our last visit to Port Orchard Washington  a couple of years ago was wonderful.  Got to meet face to face several “internet” friends.  I got sick but was up before dawn with my camera. That time, that light was magical.

Dawn on the beach, Port Orchard Washington

The last 20 years I have been running – emotionally of course, but beating my body up as well.  I am not doing that now.  Lots of changes, much more understanding of things.  I will never get that time back for a do over, but I can do things differently now, and I will and I am.

Now I am off to check the new wild cat and the domestic cat who has taken up residence under the house.  Our woodstove heats the underside crawl space, and a very emaciated black and white cat came to stay.  Now brilliantly dubbed “Fireplace Cat” (as my woodstove would begin to meow when I would work on it, cat under house hearing me) I have been feeding her.  She is recovering.

Enjoy the day all!

I apologize for not blogging.

The end.

No, really, I do apologize.  I came to the same conclusion that many others who blog eventually come to.  That is, why am I spilling myself over the pages here, and really, who cares?  Aside from my mom, my friend Carol and occasionally friends from here and there.  Really.

So, instead of the typing sort of blogging, I am going to try and at least post a photograph.  Which is a bit of a touchy subject for me, and has become increasingly so really.  I have Rheumatoid arthritis.  I now have shaky hands.  I don’t know if it is age shaky hands, or R/A shaky hands.  It can’t be coffee related, because I really only drink a bit in the morning.  Yeah it is high octane, but I don’t shake then.  In the afternoon, yes.  I don’t drink, so it isn’t that.  Point being that photography is not fun like it has always been.  I did some digging around online and there are some Kodak cameras like mine that do have a program to compensate for shakiness.  Down the line I can tell you I will be purchasing one.

Who knows once again.

Anyway, here is a photo for you all.  The colors of the sky here in far northeastern California is so different than the Los Angeles area.  Or central California.  The sky goes on forever, and if you can catch it just right, you will know you will never see a sunrise or sunset quite like it.

This was the morning of my mom’s birthday, Tuesday January 24th.

A brilliant sunrise over the lake

and now I am going to take dinner to mom’s house. My son is there already, so I better get moving. Have a nice evening all!