A few months ago, one of our fur babies dissappeared. I’ve written about her before. She was a bit of a pain and a bully. But she was still our fur baby, none-the-less. We don’t know exactly what happened to her, but there are multiple possibilities.Continue reading Saying Our Goodbyes and Helloes
Snow! Snow! Snow! … For Now
One of the things a person comes to accept about living in California is that there is a level of unpredictability when dealing with the seasons. You just learn to go with the flow.Continue reading Snow! Snow! Snow! … For Now
The Best Laid Plans… Will Get Changed.
Twenty-six years (and counting) of teaching has given me more than a little bit of experience in planning. It has also taught me that plans don’t mean jack-diddly-squat.Continue reading The Best Laid Plans… Will Get Changed.
The Third Time Wasn’t a Charm… Sort Of.
How long do you give plans a chance to work before you decide… meh, maybe it’s not happening? I mean, I’m a pretty stubborn person, but even I have my limits.Continue reading The Third Time Wasn’t a Charm… Sort Of.
Homestead Sweet Homestead (Well… Sort of)
I have avoided doing any posts dealing with the COVID-19 pandemic and all the other turmoil happening these days (or as we like to say in California speak “all this s&%t going on”). This story will be no different… kind of.Continue reading Homestead Sweet Homestead (Well… Sort of)
Kids in this part of California have never experienced the joy of missing school due to snow. Fog, on the other hand, is a different story.Continue reading It’s Baaaaaack…
Memorial Day – Remember Them All
The sad reality is that many military lives aren’t lost on a battlefield, or even during any military activity at all. Many are the result of the after effects these events have on them. Tristan was one of those lives.
I have been struggling with how to write these words, but another beautiful life has been unfairly taken by COVID-19.
Over the River-bed and through the Avocado Orchards to Grandfather’s House We Go…
I guess this is the California version of the winter sleigh song, though if you go high up enough in the Sierra-Nevada mountains you will find snow. It’s just not where we were.
Continue reading Over the River-bed and through the Avocado Orchards to Grandfather’s House We Go…
This last weekend was a little busier than our typical Thanksgiving holidays are. My grandson was baptised on Saturday into the Greek Orthodox faith. It was kind of a big day.