On March 19, 2020, Spring arrived, 7 days after the shutdown of our state of Wisconsin occurred. One week of shutdown seemed easy to handle. Heck with frequent arrival of snow in March in Wisconsin, why not just stay home? It seemed silly to be the only one out and about anyhow. Three days before… Continue reading Spring into disinformation, or not
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Tossing summer memories around
Without the need to toss my super short hair up in a bun, I was off to the races as I became supermom during summer months when our kids were growing up. I can't neglect to mention I was also with a handsome superman who took daring rides at every entertainment park we ventured off… Continue reading Tossing summer memories around
Head, shoulders, knees, and toes during the pandemic
Surprise empty-nesting folks, this post is going to knock your socks off. It's Head, Shoulders, Knees, and Toes above any other posts that I've shared with you about me. You already know I'm a sucker for capturing surprises in nature photography. Just this morning I was focusing my camera to get a photo of a… Continue reading Head, shoulders, knees, and toes during the pandemic
How to embrace the foggy moments in an empty nest
This week brought about a new milestone for me in our empty nest. When I cleaned our own home instead of a rental unit, I got all melancholy. I pondered all my foggy thoughts from the week. The ones that made me almost weep as I searched for the right angle, or perspective to take.… Continue reading How to embrace the foggy moments in an empty nest
Finding hope by chance and by choice
This summer is not normal. Nope. Not at all. At least we're sort of thriving and some of us are still standing upright. Or blooming regardless of our position. Is it by chance or by choice that this summer isn't normal? The loss of life of one of our renters wasn't by our choice, perhaps… Continue reading Finding hope by chance and by choice
Our empty nest driveway
Each morning, I smile as the memories roll in. It's hard not to feel a small tug on the heartstrings. All I have to do is look out our front door at the turn around in our driveway, the empty spaces get me every time. I recover quickly because I love our empty nest driveway.… Continue reading Our empty nest driveway