Wisdom and whimsy in moderate doses
Worked on cleaning out the garage. Now there’s a big section toward the back that’s empty … and a lot of junk still stacked up toward the front. Found old photo albums and scrapbooks my mother had put together. I was an excellent artist. Ate fresh strawberries and ice cream. Drove to my grandmother’s house.… Continue reading What I did on vacation: Days 3, 4 and 5
Survived two deadly pre-dawn Bear attacks. Began to wonder if new medicine is making Bear homicidal. Drove to my mother’s. Helped her start to clean out the garage. Found four of my old coin banks. Reclaimed my fortune — at least $5. Dug through 1860 Census records.
Several Bear attacks. Mailed taxes. Chiropractic appointment. Killer headache. More Bear attacks — there was blood. “Chuck” marathon. Blog maintenance (sorry, not this one). Laundry.
I am bad at vacations. I had several projects planned and many good intentions. Few of them were accomplished. Instead, over the last two weeks I: • Spent a lot of time at the computer scanning more than 60 letters (many more than 6 pages long) and postcards written to and from my great-great-grandparents. •… Continue reading What I did on summer vacation