Moving On

'Cause there's a place in the sun
Where my poor restless heart's gotta run
There's a place in the sun
And before my life is done
Gotta find me a place in the sun

I think it is time to announce a change in my life. In a few months my husband and I will be moving to Virginia. We are moving to the same town my sister Maura lives in which is why we picked it. I am sorry to leave the state I grew up in but I am so happy I will be closer to my sister. It's a big change but Bob and I have decide now is time to make it.

Echoes Of The Past

I signed up with Ancestry.com for a month a few days. I sign up once a year and then do intense research on my family during that time period. Today I found out the daughter (Nannie Shannon, age 33.) of my great grandfather's brother died in the SS Eastland steamship disaster of 1915. On July 24th of that year the Eastland capsized while tied to it's dock on the Chicago River in downtown Chicago killing 844 people. Like the Triangle Shirtwaist fire in New York City four years earlier, no one was held responsible for the negligent actions of the company.

RIP Nannie Shannon. You are not forgotten.

Read about the disaster here.

Christmas 2021

This has been a hard Christmas for me. On Christmas Eve I put up my tree and decorated it like I do every year but doing so was mentally excruciating. Each ornament I added to the tree only added to my reluctance to continue. I was emotionally swimming against the tide.

Christmas Day started out fine but by afternoon I felt like crying and just wanted the day to be over. Nothing like the Christmas Blues to dampen your spirits. Why was I blue? I guess it was because of this seemingly endless pandemic, the intolerance, racism, selfishness, hypocrisy, lack of respect for the law, and deliberate cruelty on the part of members of Congress, a certain ex-president and his supporters.

This morning I woke up feeling better but still down. Again, why? I called one of my relatives on Christmas day with Christmas greetings and I think I subconsciously perceived that this relative was not going to make it to next Christmas which only added to my depression.

Acknowledging that fear this morning has made me feel sad but as I gazed at my Christmas tree, I realize that I don't have to ignore my feelings about what is going on in the world around me just because it is Christmas. Light shines brightest in the darkness.

There's A Moon Out Tonight

 

Ten o'clock PM, September 19th, 2021

The smoke from the fires burning here in Colorado and in California has dissipated. This is the first night without either a yellowish/orange moon or obscured sky cover. I don't believe how quickly I had forgotten how clear the night sky can be in Colorado or how bright the full moon. Lovely.

Belle Got A Bath This Morning

"Why am I lying here completely surrounded by no biscuits?"

The Fog Comes On Little Cat Feet

It sits looking over harbor and city on silent haunches and then moves on
-Carl Sandburg

 

The Mountains Are Calling

 When I am feeling frazzled this view of Longs Peak soothes my soul, even on a cloudy day.

Snow Days

 A month ago we were hit with a snowstorm that left 28 inches of snow behind.  It also knocked out the power for a day and a half.  Here is my husband reading by the light of a small pocket flashlight and a lamp shaped like the pages of a book. Both are battery operated. 

Is Anyone There?

 At about 5:OO PM last night I thought I heard someone at the front door and went to check. Yep, I was right.

This Has Got To Stop