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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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MEDITATIONS in Postcards 4
Another lovely meditative rose to offer you. For me, the month will be doctor’s appointments. An eye follow up today. 0945 ENT Thursday. Next Wednesday a follow up with my primary care pers...
WEARING in Postcards 4
The sky outside is dark. I keep peering out the window but find it’s getting darker by the minute. There was a whole flock of finches on this bird feeder a minute ago, but now there’s only one...
A PAUSE BY THE BAY in Postcards 4
In my search for interesting AND quiet moments, I found this 2007 image taken by the bay. The Virgo Leader is to the left and the Oosterdam is to the right. San Diego’s Star of India, the last i...
KEEPING THINGS SIMPLE in Postcards 4
My whole goal today is to keep things simple. Himself: Gym. Moving around a bit more now that he has the bird feeder right next to him. Herself: Did surgery pre-op yesterday. Pool and ...
BEAUTY ON THE BAY in Postcards 4
You can find me out on the bay any day I can get there. Even on an uninspired day like today, I’d love to be out on the water. This NASA image is courtesy of Earth Sciences and Image Analysi...
WORDS FOR WEDNESDAY in Postcards 4
Hoar Frost My mind a perfect blank until the really darling doctor approached with a can to freeze a needle to poke a sponge to sop the tears of agony from the destruction of my acceptance the pa...
BRACING in Postcards 4
• Park service volunteers posing as the Cabrillo Lighthouse keeper and his wife on the anniversary of the National Park system. • One of those typical worn-out-hand visits to the doctor’s of...
THE MISSION BEACH PLUNGE in Postcards 4
Mission Beach Plunge in 1983. It was never really quiet…it echoed, but it was a dramatic building. Generations of San Diegans learned to swim here. I was forbidden to go here in the 1950’s...
MORNING SMILES in Postcards 4
At the San Diego River. Every day lately, I have tried to start my day with a quiet and calm picture. Something near home that’s fresh and brings a smile to my soul. If I didn’t make this ef...
Danny MacAskill’s Wee Day Out in Postcards 4
Arbi, on Prosebox, has set my toes to tapping and my oooh’s and aaaah’s in motion. Danny MacAskill’s Wee Day Out is a charmer of a way to start my day. I Thought I’d share it with you and see i...
HIMSELF'S BIRTHDAY in Postcards 4
British: Red Ensign used by the Merchant Navy, 1801 on. • All the birthday gift suggestions were wonderful…but wouldn’t work for Himself. He loves those foot massage machines at the Fair…wi...
REMOVABLE CARBOHYDRATES in Postcards 4
Image part of “Words for Wednesday,” see Granny Annie The Wednesday Wordmistress for January. Documenting the network of twisted jungle pasta my brain avoids the grace of thinking about it. It’...
HERE BE BIRDS in Postcards 4
The little carved and painted Toucan we found a week ago. I’m feeling guilty. In two days, dear G will be 29 again. I haven’t got him anything. What do you get for the man who has everyth...
WITH HEAT in Postcards 4
After weeks of illness and days of running around like a chicken with its head cut off, I took life easy yesterday. We ate simply. I took a nap after lunch. He played hours of computer games....
A MARCH FOR ALL in Postcards 4
The vanguard of the Women’s March nearing the main door of the Art Deco, WPA, County Administration building against the background of three cruise ships. Photo: G. The famous motto above ...
Words for Wednesdays 1 in Postcards 4
I try to catch Tabor’s entries quickly everyday…along with others. I dash by them to grab a flavor for the day. Today she enticed me with a suggestion with a “Words for Wednesday” from Granni...
Shocks in Postcards 4
1995. At the dealership buying Grumpy. After a horrifying accident where our last truck was totaled, we bought a new truck. The new one was a bare bones vehicle: no carpet, no drapes, no AC,...
A FINCH IN THE HOUSE in Postcards 4
I bought George a bird feeder and seed for Christmas. Yesterday we were off to Lowes where he found a plant hanger that “would do.” For a while yesterday afternoon, he hung out his office win...
TIES, BELTS, AND OTHER PROTOCALS in Postcards 4
Men’s Ties on display. I left a bare tho tidy store Wednesday and returned Friday to find it blossomed with newness. The decorative suspenders, ties, and bags for the men, were just the star...
KEEPING WARM in Postcards 4
• Weather report from the coast: The rain that’s been thundering down the West coast hasn’t reached us yet. It has reached my friend Katy who lives on the other side of a creek in the countr...
GETTING READY in Postcards 4
It was a settling back in, moving furniture, dodging dust mites while doing dishes and laundry day. I’m sure you all have had days like that. I wanted to put the sturdiest table next to the wi...
Basic Maintenance in Postcards 4
The Attic. All the Christmas things are almost put away up there in our attic. I still have to put them in their plastic boxes, but that will take only a moment or two. The lights are comin...
SMILING ALL THE WAY HOME in Postcards 4
Friend DeAnna on vacation. I’ve been having a problem with the gentleman who prices my books. The pricing part is wonderful. Then he shelves them. Randomly. I asked him over and over agai...
FRESH AND NEW in Postcards 4
The Convention Center empty lobby. The new year lies empty before us. Fresh. New. No crowds, no fuss, just clean emptiness waiting for adventure and dreams to fill the spaces…to fill the c...
SHARING MY NEW YEAR in Postcards 4
The first formal portrait, 1948 My family started a little small. My grandfather had two children, and those two kids had three. Tom, Jerry, and Mage….that’s my generation. Jerry sent me a ...
