One Fine Thing...
...one view, two boys...one with wiggles & one in boots.
Full circle, full spiral, full cycle
Continuing
xo
One Fine Thing...
...one view, two boys...one with wiggles & one in boots.
Full circle, full spiral, full cycle
Continuing
xo
One Fine Thing...
...delighting in the way the afternoon sun falls, lighting the world.
One Fine Thing...
...a sweet memory made sweeter, by sharing...here & there.
School Talent Show, daughter wearing her brother's boots & hat, skirt made by our friend and shirt with back embroidered by me - singing Patsy Cline's "Walkin' After Midnight"
My memories enriched as new memories will be made by Liz's granddaughters, who now are the keepers of the cowgirl shirt. Sweet.
xo
One Fine Thing...
...enjoying the ultra, super-duper, mega FAST dancing on the "Country Legends: Grand Ole Opry Stars of the 50's" TV show. Yee-Haw!
One Fine Thing...
Memories
...embracing memories of yesterday's big drive.
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In honor of earth day, I'm extending today's post as I reflect on yesterday's drive.
It was an unexpected surprise to go so far, to be gone so long.
What a delight the day became! It was a day spent appreciating the vast differences in the landscape. We traveled from city to town to California scrub brush to pines to farmland to deep tangled canyons...back through small town -to cattle ranches and orchards (growing oranges and almonds)...to the streets of our neighborhood. 5 hours of viewing and considering and feeling the mountain air blow through my hair. Magic.
Highest elevation: 5160 ft
Lowest elevation: 279 ft
Coldest temperature: 49 degrees
Warmest temperature: 68 degrees
It was a day of wide vistas and tall canyon walls or drop-offs on my side of the road. Yikes! It was a day of quick little ground squirrels, soaring hawks, crows and turkey vultures, along with cows, quail and a road runner!
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We headed North, turned off the main highway towards Frazier Park,
through Pine Mountain Club, a place I'd heard of for years and never been and home to the trees above. I have a fuzzy memory of a friend having a piece of land up there, but I never knew it was so...um..."organized". It's not a place I'd want to live for a variety of reasons.
This is the kind of roadwork, I can do! As we waited for the light to change, I rolled down the window to smell the brush &feel the air, gaze at the flowers...Ahhh...