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Journaling since 1974. I'm an artist, book lady, and quilter living at the beach with a car guy. We wait out the pandemic in our little condo above the beach. Having been homeless in the 70's, the car guy and I truly appreciate where we are today. All entries are copyrighted under the author's legal name under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 Unported. © Copyright 1974-2021.
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MEMORIES in Postcards 4
We did quite a few Christmas cruises. This photograph is from the Oosterdam which year we went I cannot remember. I’ve haphazardly saved all the Christmas photographs but cannot find the Oo...
THE HOLIDAY in Postcards 4
I obviously love taking pictures of the Christmas colors. One friend takes pictures of birds, and another takes pictures of cars. I seem drawn to the shine and glitter of this holiday. It...
CHRISTMAS PRESENT in Postcards 4
Found on the porch yesterday were a gathering of boxes from Bobbie. These were from the lady who never wraps anything…and they were all wrapped and tied with ribbon. One box for daughter Ma...
DUCK'S TREE in Postcards 4
Every year since Duck’s death, I drag out the little tree box and put up Ducks Tree. That last Christmas he spent in the nursing home, we thought he might like a little Christmas in his room...
A WELCOME in Postcards 4
Yesterday was a very good day. The first shots were given to much fan fair. The Government officially said that Biden would be the next President, and Barr resigned. We flow along nicely. ...
FAST MOVING in Postcards 4
It’s the end of the year, and time for a little hope. I have a Post Op at the dentist’s office, and I only know this because dear G told me it was dental. I hope the implant has taken. I’m...
ORTS AND PIECES in Postcards 4
• ‘Today’s the day,’ say the media talking heads. I’m already to mail off cards and one package but our receipts from Heifer International have not arrived. The kids will have to suffer wi...
CHRISTMAS LIGHTS in Postcards 4
We snuck out last night to see the lights. I know…we are supposed to be locked down, but I am very glad we went. There were more houses with lights than we ever remember seeing before. Ver...
A FIRE IN MEXICO in Postcards 4
Except for the overwhelming desire to go thrift store shopping, we are doing well “staying at home.” Other’s aren’t judging from the announcers, doctors, and endless network personas that ke...
THE CHRISTMAS CAT in Postcards 4
We don’t remember where the Christmas Cat came from. “You are always bringing strange animals home,” George told me. “He was from some thrift store or other. Perhaps the Cancer Society st...
TRAIN TRIPS in Postcards 4
As I checked to see if my links still worked, I found myself swept away by https://www.seat61.com/ The Man in Seat 61’s train journeys. He offers detailed views of how to travel by train. That...
BEAUTIFUL VIEWS in Postcards 4
We edge into winter at last. The days are dry and crackle the skin. Nights are cold leaving us curled up into survival balls under our quilts. This morning, I looked up from the book I was re...
WORLD AIDS DAY 2020 in Postcards 4
Shirley below the panel she made for her son, Michael. Reminded by something I saw this morning on line, I thought we might go to the AIDS Tree lighting Ceremony in Hillcrest tonight. Only when...
HOLIDAY STUFF in Postcards 4
1983: Xmas in the cottage: Left to right: Bob, mother, George, Scottie Margot’s lover, and Milaka on the floor. The Holidays 2020 are simpler. That tree was one we found at an estate sale. ...
2020 THANKSGIVING in Postcards 4
Here’s the sequence from the 1980 Thanksgiving dinner at the cottage. The kids were there with their boyfriends, and I had not met George yet. Here friend Frankie is fixing something, and I am...
FRANKLY in Postcards 4
Yes, I am slowly taking care of things. I’d rather be fast about it, but I am getting it done. Teeth, I go in tomorrow to get the other half of my teeth deep cleaned. This hygienist isn’t as...
TEETH in Postcards 4
Those are my teeth…before crowns or the many fillings to follow. Despite my mother’s urging, once I got braces, I didn’t brush my teeth. By the time I got out of the army, I had a row of cavit...
IT'S A HOLIDAY in Postcards 4
We shop for the holidays online this year. I have to remind him several times to buy this or that. Eventually he does. Eventually I wake up enough to notice he bought two of them. Now the su...
The Boat Parade in Postcards 4
From really big, to really small. How did the owner of that boat manage to get all those Uniformed men on board. “Navy Vet on board. My Dad,” says the writing on the surf board. When they ...
MID CENTURY MODERN IN THE KITCHEN in Postcards 4
Iroquois by Russel Wright. As the men and women came home from the WWII, they found a new world of home making to great them. There were new fabrics, new styles of clothing, and new home goods...
A BIT CHILLY OUT THERE in Postcards 4
Yesterday, I finished the first draft of the mid-century kitchen essay number 3. All it showed me is that my brain is in far worse shape than I thought. Miss Never Remember is me. No sun e...
CHANGES in Postcards 4
I read and worked a bit on essay number 3. My goal is to high light the difference between the far more formal prewar forms, and the relaxed post war styles. My problem was, and probably st...
BIDEN in Postcards 4
I begin to feel some form of hope as Biden takes his place as President Elect. No one has heard from President Trump yet, and I gather he is out on the golf course this morning. Yes, Biden ...
ENDLESS in Postcards 4
Yes, I’ve been watching the returns. After being frightened by a Trump truck and flag parade that stopped the 5 freeway cold, not to mention the boat parade that jammed the harbor up, I worr...
DINNER FOR TWO in Postcards 4
“Too Close to Call” is the mantra for the day interspersed with Trump’s comments about taking the election to the Supreme Court…to any court. Even Nixon didn’t behave this way. True madness...