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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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SOLSTICE in Postcards 4
There is something about my voice that no one hears yet in the background, real life appears, dozing, reading, working, talking, deaf to my cheery perking, silent to my reality… it’s that way no...
SOLSTICE in Postcards 4
There is something about my voice that no one hears yet in the background, real life appears, dozing, reading, working, talking, deaf to my cheery perking, silent to my reality… it’s that way no...
THE WEAVING BARN AND OTHER BITS OF LIFE in Postcards 4
• I forget that three hours of walking leaves me dozing the next day. I’d laugh about it all if I were not half asleep. I didn’t sit much Friday, so Saturday I dozed,…several times. I rare...
VISITING THE ANTIQUE GAS AND STEAM MUSEUM in Postcards 4
No matter how hard they tried, these gentlemen couldn’t get this tractor going. The Sun came out, and we took a run up the coast to the Antique Gas and Steam Engine Museum. G’s Automotive museu...
MY FATHER GUNNY in Postcards 4
I still have one of Gunny’s bears. “Clear away the wreckage of your past,” AA tells us. My father’s presence in my life isn’t exactly wreckage, instead it’s a longing. I truly wish I co...
PASSWORD PROTECTED in Postcards 4
Photo Credit: ACS Point Loma/Manager. The big boss somewhere up the line, way up the line, had sent out a directive about Men’s Health Week. They sent so much stuff that I may be stretc...
DANCING IN THE RAIN in Postcards 4
1992: Grampa George and Alex. • There’s a hurricane coming up from the south and the skies are cloudy. All the morning weather folks predicted rain and maybe even lightening as far we...
CLICKETY CLACK in Postcards 4
At a Convention in 2015. “You will find it’s a noisy world out there,” the doctor said as I walked out of the Audiology clinic. After an hour of adjustments, of fittings, of practice using ...
HEARTENING in Postcards 4
Youngest granddaughter Zoe. May 2018. Photo: Joseph. Yesterday’s search for a good photograph of Carol and Robert disheartened me. Every folder I looked in had wonderful pictures of fr...
FRIENDSHIP in Postcards 4
Our Tehachapi friends Carol and Robert. I have made a decision to resign from Open Diary. Why? The Diarymaster tells me that I was wrong…all materials posted on OD are mine and mine alon...
CHORES AND OTHER SIMPLE THINGS in Postcards 4
Myrtle and Grumpy getting a wash in May. It will be a busy morning. Every towel in the house will be getting washed while G waxes the car and truck. I caused the upstairs toilet to overfl...
COMIC CON 2018 in Postcards 4
It’s almost time for Comic Con again. Time for the magic, the whimsy, the wild imaginations to flow. Time for artists to come out of the woodwork, for writers new and old to don costumes and ...
SMALLS 148 in Postcards 4
• Flag: I’m glad we bought a new flag the other day. The cleaners told me that our old 48 star flag was so thin that it would fall apart if cleaned. We have the new one up, but have to rem...
GOING OVER REALLY WELL in Postcards 4
2009, off to Alaska. It’s change insurance time at work again for George. Last year he signed up for Kaiser remembering how good the program was years ago. The seven thousand dollar deduc...
A REALLY GOOD WEEKEND in Postcards 4
There’s a mermaid up there. The sun took it’s time coming out, but we heard there was a mermaid on BS Rock. Down we went to take pictures, and we heard that a family from Arizona put her ...
BASEBALL IS..... in Postcards 4
We will be sitting right up there by the red Toyota sign. “Baseball is belly belly good to me,” says Chico Esquilla on Saturday Night live. And it was for a while. On occasion, I got to...
NOTES BEYOND PIZZA in Postcards 4
In the last of the May Grey, we headed off to Costco yesterday before our usual round of evening news. I worry about the families on Hawaii, but I don’t care a fig for Rosanne. She’s leading ...
MOMENTS in Postcards 4
The Photographer. Moments on a quiet day. I am sure Lloyd Nevins didn’t mind. Perhaps George asked him. I just took a moment to capture the photographer at work. Today life was back t...
A DAY OFF in Postcards 4
We planned a very unplanned and totally relaxed day Monday. It happened, and it really worked. We woke late, did nothing much, and only as the sun began hiding behind the fog did we head out ...
LEST WE FORGET in Postcards 4
MEMORIAL DAY in Postcards 4
I like this flag photograph a lot. It’s an old shot, and one of my really old cranky computers reduced it in size. It was taken by an equally elderly camera, but I’ve enjoyed the unusualness o...
CHANGES AT THE BAY in Postcards 4
The boat ramp on Shelter Island, San Diego Bay, 2015. Panorama: G. There are always changes. G and I often take a picnic or hamburger to the Shelter Island boat ramp. There’s always a s...
A NORMAL ENTRY in Postcards 4
Waiting with a dozen squirrels. One of my readers wrote a note yesterday. She said, “Oh, a normal post.” “I hadn’t realized my posts weren’t normal,” I reply. Or, what is normal. I wr...
THE GOOD STUFF in Postcards 4
2018 May: Disney Wonder. Photo: G. The May Grey has been closing in. I’m making a deliberate attempt to take my camera with me every time I leave the house. And we have been out and about a b...
MEA CULPA in Postcards 4
1953 I tried to open the ACS facebook page yesterday morning at 0700, and it wouldn’t open. It told me that I had “opted out of this Facebook platform.” I had not done that at all. I emai...
