Update about blogCa

Who knew all this would happen afterwards! Mission Hospital room Sept.8, 2025 with Mount Pisgah in the distance, named after the mountain that Moses stood on to see the promised land. The building is AB-Tech, our local training school

Saturday, September 13, 2025

Back at blogging!

 


In 1963 I flew with Pan Am on the Boeing 707  and DC 8. Those jet airplanes were the change that made air travel more available, faster, and maybe more profitable. But alas, so many airlines went under within a few decades, and I don't remember why.








View of Craggy Gardens from visitor's center on Blue Ridge Parkway, 2013.

The Craggy Gardens picnic area has been inaccessible following the storms of Sept. 27, 2024. This shows how steep the grounds are, which go up behind me as well. 

Sharing with Sepia Saturday and Saturday's Critters. What critters, you may ask?

Found on Facebook this week...








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    1. Doing ok, so far. Fixed breakfast, taking shower which has been sorely missed, with lots of little wipes-type washings. Taking it easy, very easy!

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  2. You Gogh Girl!🤭 Toes crossed you are at home, safe and sound!

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  3. I'm so glad you're back! Getting home makes a person feel better, also showering. Those wipes just don't do it!

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  4. Good to 'see you' back ~ Lots of healing energy to you ~ be well ~
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  5. Hello,
    That is a cute cat carrier! I am glad you are home, hubby always felt better at home and showering. Thank you for linking up and sharing your critter post. Take good care of yourself, have a great weekend. PS, thank you for leaving me a comment.

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  6. Hooray you’re home! Hope no extra bugs latched on while you were in hospital. (Marcia from my iPad suffering from an intestinal bug that granddaughter brought to me on Thursday and it showed up today.)

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  7. Neat Craggy Gardens view, great Gogh jokes, & I love the cat in the sling or whatever those things are called. :))

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  8. Hope you're feeling "ok"(-ish). My first experience of flying was in 1967 (I was 11 going on 12), to Spain, with my parents and brother. My dad was going there for some work conference but managed to combine it with a holiday week. We also flew to England twice in the early 1970s, and in the late 70s I flew up to the north of Sweden on my own. Since then - nearly 50 years! - I've not been up in the air at all!

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