I Remember

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I remember the first balloon fiesta I attended. It was 1978. It was a mass ascension morning. It was cold and the grass was wet, drenching my feet and socks. When the balloons began inflating it was the most thrilling sight I’d ever seen. The giant, bright colors towering overhead were thrilling. The sound of the gas burners (and the blessed heat for those standing nearby) was thrilling. Being surrounded by nothing but bright color was thrilling. Watching the balloons gently lift into the sky was thrilling. Balloon fiesta never gets old. Mass ascensions never get old. I’ve been back many times and I’m always thrilled by the experience all over again.

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Laundry Day

Hung Out to Dry - Evaporation

Are you old enough to remember when the task of doing the laundry was so huge that you set aside an entire day just for that? No, you probably aren’t. You probably always lived with a washer and a dryer in your house and you did laundry whenever you had a minute free to start it going.

These days laundry day is any day, any time. I thought we were going to have single use paper clothes by now. What an environmental nightmare that would have been. Dodged a bullet with that one.

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Spiders

Banded garden spider

This big fellow was outside, so he survived. Lucky spider.

I have a strict rule about spiders who think they want to live in the house with me. The rule is – YOU’RE GETTING SMASHED! That rule doesn’t apply if my son is around, because he will carefully take you outside where you belong.

If you are a spider anywhere near my in my house, you’d better hope my son is visiting the day you appear. Otherwise, it’s sayonara, spider.

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Patriotic

my ukulele

I play the ukulele. This time of year the patriotic songs come out. Most of them are marches – It’s a Grand Old Flag, Yankee Doodle. The ukulele is not meant to play marches. Bring your trumpet and your drum if you want to march down the street with a flag because a uke won’t do the job.

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Getaway

Lunch beachside at The Poseidon Restaurant in Del Mar

I put this question to the group of co-workers sharing lunch in the cafeteria.

Quick! Best getaway for someone who lives in the desert? It has to involve green plants in abundance and lots of water.

The coast of France came up, Florida was suggested, one person thought Oregon was a good idea. Nearby mountain lakes made the list. It all sounded wonderful. And expensive. So I spent my weekend in a lawn chair fishing under some cottonwoods near the river.

Great getaway!

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In 3D

Inside the aquarium at Meow Wolf
Inside the aquarium at Meow Wolf

Have you been to Santa Fe, NM, to visit Meow Wolf yet? If you go, be sure to get the 3D glasses. The displays and objects inside the exhibition are visually exciting anyway, but some of them are amazing in 3D. Eye popping is no exaggeration!

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The Neighborhood

Iris with raindrops

It’s a beautiful day in the neighborhood. The iris are blooming in nearly every yard. The flowering shrubs like forsythia are bright. It’s lovely to stroll around and look at the houses with everything colorful and beautiful. Okay, so maybe there’s a lot of wild mustard sprouting in the rocks and the dandelions are blooming along with everything else. But let’s not be negative. Winter is finally over.

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A Party

Spring Daffodils

It’s a party outside! Everything is waking up, coming alive. New shoots, new blooms, leaves bursting from buds. Spring is not just a season, it’s a metaphor for burgeoning life and hope. The longer days, the sun, the daffodils! Let’s all party.

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Admire

Italy
First 50 many years ago in Italy

I admire and am attracted to intelligence. An intelligent, well-written sentence or poem impresses me. All my life I’ve strived to write to write impressive sentences. Once in a while I succeed.

Recently I was reading an old journal I wrote while on a trip to Italy. There were a few good sentences in it. You have to admit it’s pretty funny when a writer impresses herself with her own sentences!

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The Sunset

A Del Mar sunset

The sunset blazed outside the window. Glen stood red faced, veins bulging, as he screamed at me. I knew what was coming next and I tried to calm him with my voice. I sat down and averted my eyes.

Then something snapped. I wasn’t going to take it. Not again. I picked up the heavy stone carving we’d brought home from Poland. I stood up and swung it. . . .

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