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Nov. 17 Tenakee Inlet Fog
That was what counted…those unexpected moments of appreciation, unanticipated glimpses of beauty and kindness--- any of the things that attached us to this world and made us forget , even for a moment, its pain and its transience.– Isabel Dalhousie ( Alexander McCall...
Climb Every Mountain
Forgive me for singing the Sound of Music's "Climb every mountain..." but that's where I am at after walking up Mt. Riley the other day with Chip. (His first time since the accident.) We hadn't planned on it, but I did bring a pack with chocolate, water, hand warmers...
On the Third Day of Christmas
...I give to you three little Christmas pictures from Juneau.
Love Lifts us Up Where we Belong
This morning I was up early making two more Christmas coffee cakes and listening to the radio about bad doings in the world and Joe Cocker's passing, and I wondered why Margaret wasn't at work yet. Did she slide into a ditch on the way? Sleep in? Yesterday she was...
Home
There are some people, like George Bailey, whose favorite sounds are train whistles and anchor chains. Not we two Lende grandmothers. Grandma Joanne and me. Home is our favorite place and we are both thankfully, gratefully, there. She in Ocala, me back in...
Ocala Bound
It's been a worrisome 48 hours here. Grandma Joanne, Chip's dear mother, and my London traveling companion (that's her in the airport getting fortified for the last flight we took together), has had a heart attack and is in the hospital in Florida. She's in great...
Walking and Talking Mines and Fish
The best thing, or one of the best things about December, is that I can walk with friends and dogs at dawn after a swim and breakfast. This morning we were full of chatter. Okay, I was, mostly. I had been nudged, by one of my walking friends who is a quiet, gentle...