Update about blog

The joy of waking to this view each morning is just so wonderful. Even if the camera sees all the distortions from the window screen, I easily ignore them. Many of these green trees stand near or by the Animas River which flows through the town.
Showing posts with label Michelle Heym. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Michelle Heym. Show all posts

Saturday, August 9, 2025

Saturday's Critters

 First - some older shots. 

Don't miss the squirrel. And are there really 6 doves around the birdbath?

(A reposted photo from 2013 above.)

In 2014 we drove along a back road in North Carolina with a traffic jam.


No farmer around, and not many places of interest to these cows.


They were kind enough to move to the far side of the road so we drove on by.

In 2018 I found the Canada Geese weren't shy about people walking right past them. If they wanted to nap or feed by Lake Tomahawk, they'd just do it.

In June 2023, there were goslings to capture as well as protective parents.


And this week I met these critters:

Are these white doves? Or pigeons?

David was walking his three little friends (and I only remember the tri-colored one is Winnie.)







July 30 post on Facebook
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Today's quote:

Like the whales, we each sing a unique song that heals and uplifts our collective.


Old photo:


Myself and daughter-in-law to-be Michelle, at falls in Georgia. Probably around 1997.

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My Sepia Saturday post for this week is in Three Family Trees, about Families, horses, children, and Indigenous homes.

Wednesday, July 30, 2025

An imaginary trip

Considering

          mountains...

              and valleys ...

                          and rivers!

The attraction of the Appalachian mountains...the wonderful vistas.


In Colorado and Utah, hikes are working through different formations of rocks. Here son, Tai, and wife, Kendra, pause for a dual-selfie.

Tai is standing next to a little stream under a cliff.



Me standing near the overflow falls from Lake Susan which continue the path of Flat Creek from Montreat to Black Mountain NC.




Flat Creek in Black Mountain, a few summers ago, when it was behaving itself. It goes under a highway and joins the Swannanoa River waters, which definitely ran amok in September 2024.

Flat Creek when it flowed nicely by Ole's Guacamole restaurant, before 2024 when it flooded it for the second time. Ole's is being renovated at this time, and due to reopen.

A brilliant high school buddy, Jinni Stahl, spent her later years using scooters to help her get around after MS took so much of her mobility.


My other high school friend, Rosemary Beddingfield, had breast cancer that was in remission the last 5 years of her life. She always had a positive silly attitude. Both of these friends may be gone from walking the earth in their bodies, but their spirits are still part of my life. They both had birth anniversaries last week.


Son Russ and wife, Michelle seem to have found a way to cool off, maybe in FL.



And where our American adventures all began, when Giles Fitz Rogers came to Jamestown VA in 1664. (Here are replica ships moored in Jamestown VA, much as his would have been.)

And that reminds me to check out some Ancestry "hints" to see if there's any new information that can be substantiated. My cousin who's a member of the Daughters of the American Revolution thinks we descended from Giles' son, Peter, where I think it was more likely through his son John.

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Today's quote:

Incorporating human touch into our everyday lives is vital to the healing of our emotional and physical selves

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An old photo:


Granddaughter Cayenne and her Great Uncle Norm Dewolfe in 2011. Norm is husband to my ex's sister.