Young Critters

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It’s that time of year again when we get to meet the newest critter families that romp around our cabin. Just like our own kids, they grow up so fast. In just a short time we won’t be able to tell the babies from the adults.

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New Graeagle Family

They all love to play together when they’re young and then it’s hard to get them all together when they grow-up. Where ever you are this weekend, give your mom a call and let her know how much she means to you. If your mom is gone, channel some lovely memories her way. I wish all of you a Very Happy Mother’s Day.

Enjoy.

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Icy Heat Wave

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It’s been really hot and smokey here; triple digits as they say.  I don’t like the heat so I was filling my mind with the following images with the hope that, if I could cool my mind, my body would surely follow.

Octopus Ice Image

Octopus Ice Image

Well, we all know that I wasn’t exactly successful at that, but it did make me hope for a long, cool, and snowy winter.  It’s not that far off, and if the forecasters are correct, I might just fish my wish.

Winter Sunset Over The Mill Pond

Winter Sunset Over The Mill Pond

Summer is great up in the Sierra’s but it is the stillness of the winter that fills me with one of my favorite sounds, silence.  Graeagle, CA is a special place, and when all the summertime families leave, there is a calmness that descends on the quiet little town.

Eureka Peak With Snow

Eureka Peak With Snow

My favorite time is January, February, or March when they hold the “World Famous Longboard Races.”  It is some of the best times that I have ever had, but you’ve got to have snow, lots and lots of snow!

Rooster Tail Stop

Rooster Tail Stop

Leopards and Swallowtails

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Even though it was hot over the July 4th holiday in the Sierra’s, we managed to hike and find some places of beauty.  We came across an area of Leopard Lilies that were attracting Swallowtail Butterflies.

Leopard Lily

Leopard Lily

They knew that I was close to them but they were so interested in the flowers that they let me move in on them so I could take a closer shot.  There were two of them for a bit but I think this photo is clearer than the other.

Swallowtail Butterfly Enjoying the Leopards

Swallowtail Butterfly Enjoying the Leopards

The conditions are pretty dry in the mountains but there have been several thunder storms and the wildflowers are everywhere.  It’s delightful to see them when you are expecting to see only a few because of the drought.

Wild Flowers of the Sierra Nevada Mountains

Wild Flowers of the Sierra Nevada Mountains

If you read my blog, then you know that I just can’t let a good sunset go to waste.  The last evening there, it was especially nice to view the sunset over The Old Mill Pond.  

Sunset Over The Mill Pond

Sunset Over The Mill Pond

You really should take a road trip to Graeagle, California some time.  It’s a magical place.

Storms and Stillness

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I skipped writing the blog last week, and with good reason. My mother passed away on Oct. 27. It was her 88th birthday. She passed peacefully, right after I sang “Happy Birthday” to her, per my aunt’s request. There is more to the story, of course, but I have since been struggling with certain images that come to me while I am sleeping. I am not the only person to have these unsettling images, and I now understand that they can be with you for a very long time.
The whole premiss of this blog was to help people communicate, and with that thought in mind, I will share with you my video, with the hope that my idea might help others. You’ll have to make a video of your own, or put together a collage of photos that take your mind to a better place, times with happier memories. I put the music that I wrote for my mother, and would play for her, behind the photos. I hope you enjoy the video.

So lets start talking.  We are of an age, where many of us share these same hiccups in life.  You needn’t hide from them, but embrace them, and talk with others about your feelings.  I believe that, when we discover that we are not alone, we no longer feel isolated in those feelings.  With all this said and done, and the images I’m trying to shake, I wouldn’t have done it any other way, when it came to my mother.  Her last words to me were, “I love you.”  Now doesn’t that just say it all?  That is the very image I want to remember.