I can't get out with my camera. The roads, low pastures and barnyard have all turned into fast running streams. It's CRAzy! I chose these photos today because I've been thinking alot lately about perceptions. How you...and I...can look at the same thing...in very different ways...yet...it doesn't change what something IS.
Sunday, December 26, 2010
It was another night of pounding, pouring rain. This morning is clear, blue and bright.
I just came down to get a coffee refill. I'm gonna' stay out and enjoy every second of it that I can.
Forecasts...more rain this evening. So...gonna' ride the blue while it's here!
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Monday, December 6, 2010
The cross has been on the hill, in one form or another, since I was a little girl. Every Easter sunday, people...strangers, would gather there and watch the sunrise. Mom wanted me to give a special shout out to Miss Shreve of The Daily Coyote! Me, as my usual frumpy self, just wishes PEACE and love to y'all!
Friday, December 3, 2010
Thursday, December 2, 2010
My mom was able to go with me to the cemetery for the first time. And for the first time, I didn't cry.
I felt a sense of peace. The little pine tree near Isaac's stone, one of the reasons I chose the spot, is almost 8 feet tall now. Looking from where this part of him is you can see past the little stone chapel to the snow
capped Sierra Nevadas. Mom and I walked the cemetery and found the stones of many of our family. My Great grandpa, my uncles, My little grandma. It gave me a feeling of "rightness", of continuity, of family, of belonging, of HOME. I am not alone. I am a part of all those before me and all those who'll come after me. Oh and Mom? Thank you. I love you. To my son, Isaac, I wish...and I love you too.
John Isaac "Mad Max" Maxwell
Born on June 21, 1976
Died on November 30, 2008