This is Agate Beach in Northern California off the Redwood Forest Highway. Incredible! We had to hike down all the way, then hike back up so we couldn't bring too many treasures.
Rebeca and I on the beach.
The agates are in the cliffs and storms and rain bring them down to the beach.
Hiking back up from the beach. Treasures in our hands and pockets. Ferns, moss, beach flowers, tall trees, and amazing rocks. What a pretty place.
Plus, it was 60 degrees here and the rest of the US seemed to be caught in cold.
Okay everyone. I have blogged about this before, but no one seems to be listening.
I have attended two different conferences recently, one in Oklahoma and the other in Kansas City, Missouri. The conferences were put on by different organizations, however, both required dressing nicely, i.e., professionally.
So why am I telling people to get a mirror? I am absolutely convinced that a large majority of people do not have full length mirrors in their homes.
Now, I am getting ready for Tony and Colette's wedding. I am cooking for 200 one night and 50 the next day, but this will be in Washington state far a way from my kitchen...oh dear.
Then about 2:00 AM one night (when I couldn't sleep for thinking of all the things that I have to do) it occurred to me.
That way when I get there the hardest part is already done.
After my mom’s death, I was really surprised by how much I
missed her. When my father passed away it was such a relief as he had had
cancer for a third time, it had gone into his bones and he was in such pain
that it was pure relief and happiness when he was gone.
I did not miss him so much but still hear his voice
constantly telling me things, guiding me, teaching me.
However, with my mom, I guess because I had cared for her
for so long, it was as if we had both been mothers to each other. I would walk
by her room and look in to see how she was…and then I would remember, oh, she’s
Now, when we went to Padre Island, I asked my friend, Kathy,
to come stay with my mom. She had been slowly going downhill all year, but when
I came back from Padre Island, she seemed especially weak. I thought maybe
Kathy had been too soft with her and had not pushed her enough to walk or to do
others things. (She, herself, told me that Kathy was much nicer to her and not
a big meanie like me…)
However, after having been at home for a while, I realized
that she simply did not have the strength anymore to do certain things.
Oh my goodness. It has been months since I blogged, but my
life took me on a roller coaster ride and it hasn’t paused long enough for me
to get off and write about anything. We went to Padre Island, Texas for several
days in August and had a wonderful time.
When we came back home, school was starting and there were
so many things to do to prepare. Also, my mother had been getting weaker and
weaker and was requiring more of my time. Then she became bedridden and I
thought she had just gotten the flu or something.