Tea Parties

As a little girl growing up in Kansas, I spent a lot of time with my grandparents. Looking back, I realize just how blessed I was to be able to have them in my life.

Grandpa was the kind of man that every Mother wants her daughter to marry. Kind, loving, strong and yet sensitive. We spent many evenings together on the front porch swing, just rocking and talking. Oh, how I miss his wisdom now.

For Christmas one year, Grandma and Grandpa gave me a china tea set. It had pink roses and I just loved it. Every day I would invite Grandpa to have “tea” with me and he always said yes. Our tea was actually orange juice, his favorite.

When I was taking the image of this rose today, memories of Grandpa having tea with me came flooding back. This is for you, Grandpa, with love.


Be good to yourself and each other. Namaste’


Winter Solstice

Happy Birthday to my beautiful and loving daughter tomorrow, born on the Winter Solstice. (I’m posting this now because she and I will be spending the day together and I’m so very grateful that we can do that).

The winter solstice is the 1st Solar Power Point of the year. It marks a new solar cycle, a new beginning. It is an excellent time to do a ‘QUANTUM LEAP’ of consciousness to pass successfully through this major gateway.

It is this day when the light is shortest and the dark is longest. A perfect time to go within and reflect on gratitude, increased awareness, and how to serve humanity and our planet at this time in our accelerated growth.

I did not take this image but found it on Pixabay and donated to the man who shot this beautiful photograph. It spoke to me as the perfect image to represent this event. I believe it deserves to be seen by all.

So, Happy Birthday to my Winter Solstice baby and beautiful gift from God! I was merely the vessel to bring you here and it was my honor.


God bless you! Namaste’

TBT – Model A

This is REALLY a throwback Thursday for me. When Daisy and I were out walking the other day, I noticed this vintage (some would say antique) Model A  Ford tucked away in a driveway.

I wanted to talk to the owner of this wonderful old car but no one was around. So I photographed it with my phone camera. After I did that, I simply stood there and remembered the times my Grandpa would come driving home after a hard day’s work at the Union Pacific Railroad in his Model A. I would hear him coming and as he turned the corner to come down our street, he would slow way down so I could hop on the running board and hitch a ride to the house.

Such sweet memories of those wonderful childhood years I had with him – a wise and loving man, indeed. I will track down the owner of this Model A and find out more about it’s history.

This one’s for you, Grandpa, with love.

oldcar Be good to yourself and each other. Namaste’



I’ve taken some of my images and played today. Included in this collage is my granddaughter sipping on some Hawaiian ice in Honolulu, a flower from my garden in memory of those killed in the 9-11 attacks, an old Chevy truck on Alcatraz in San Franciso, our dog Foxy, who went to the Rainbow Bridge in 2013, and Daisy sniffing my tulip arrangement. 

Say a prayer today for the loved ones of the 9-11 victims, whose lives were inflicted with unfathomable pain. Hug every member of your family and remind them how much you love them. 

Be good to yourself and each other. Namaste’


TBT – Twins

Hubby’s twin sister and her husband are coming to visit us next week. We’re all excited to see each other. It’s been too long and we always have a good time together.

This image is a collage I did for them five years ago, using pictures from an old family album. (Hubby even liked the bow tie and hat I put on him).

I had it framed for both of them, because I think it’s important to preserve family memories.

Carryl.Darryl.withhatsBe good to yourself and each other. Namaste’

Look Up

According to the stats provided by WordPress, this is my 666th post. I just didn’t want to put that number in as my title. Creepy – that whole 666 thing. Mark of the beast and all. Is it folklore? I don’t know, but I’m not taking any chances.

I came across this video posted by another blogger and I feel like it has so much merit. I, for one, am taking it to heart.

What that means for me is to unplug more. To get out with my camera more (not my phone). To go outside and have a chat with Mother Nature. To go outside and look at the sky. To just take it all in. To take a walk with my husband and my dog. To have lunch with my daughter. To have coffee with my son. To pick up the phone and call my family and friends.

Be good to yourself and each other. Namaste’

Heirs Beware of Opportunists

It’s been a week tomorrow that my uncle passed on. I miss our phone calls so much because I always enjoyed talking with him on a myriad of subjects.

He lived alone in Arizona and as much as I tried to convince him to come here to Oregon, he just didn’t want to make the move. I understand that. So he had a caregiver who did things for him on occasion. He was still able to drive and do his own shopping, cooking, laundry, etc., so she really didn’t have to do much but pick things up for him once in a while.

Are you ready for this? They had an arrangement that he would email her every evening to let her know he was okay. If she didn’t get an email from him, she was supposed to call and then go over to his house if he didn’t answer. Last Wednesday she didn’t get an email from him so she called and there was no answer. But she didn’t go over to his house until the next morning. And that’s when she found him. He had passed in his sleep. It makes me wonder why she didn’t go over that evening. Maybe the answer is below …

It just so happens that she had a will drawn up for him stating that she would get his home and his car upon his passing. She is the executor of that will and is non-responsive to me at this point when I asked that she provide a copy for me. Apparently she took him to have it witnessed and notarized so it is perfectly legal.

My uncle never had any children so my two cousins and I are the only heirs to his estate. So we thought.

We are just blown away that this woman would take advantage of an 86 year old man, living alone, hard of hearing and probably irrational when this all took place. Occasionally his electrolytes would become unbalanced and it affected his cognitive abilities. I feel that she took full advantage of that.

Since she is the executor of his estate, I can’t even have his mail forwarded to me so that I can take of his lingering affairs like insurance, utility bills, etc. And it was like pulling teeth to even get a copy of his death certificate.

The reason I’m sharing this is to warn anyone who has a caregiver in a loved one’s life to beware of what could happen. I trusted this woman. Shame on me for doing so. I never thought she would turn out to be an opportunist and a thief.

I believe that what we give out is what we get back. Karma can come galloping up on a black horse at breakneck speed, especially for those who take advantage of others. No good can come from her ill-gotten gains.

Thanks for reading my rant. Be good to yourself and each other. Namaste’