Chicken Blog: Rope Swing and Oak Trees

Monday, May 16, 2011

Rope Swing and Oak Trees

2 comments:

DallasMay 16, 2011 at 6:12 PM
That looks like lots of fun. Love the music with the video.
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judy in kyMay 17, 2011 at 5:19 AM
This is so great. Please make more of these. Another talent from Chicken Blog.
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Chirp-Chirp-Chirp BirdHouse Notes

Here is my two minute break, before I do 42 last minute things on the eve of the Oregon Trail. I am scrambling to finish laundry, pack our car, and remember things I am going to forget, all while trying to leave behind a clean(er) home for my mother-in-law... dear woman is house sitting for us! I feel that I have made some remarkable strides, on all fronts, save one: My "office" could be condemned. Wondering if I could chain and padlock the door, to spare us both embarrassment. On the bright side, so much has been accomplished, I am truly eager to return and see all the rooms get spiffed and presentable. So. Forward, and hopeful, and ready to try again!

July 26 , 2014

10:07 pm

I always get my car washed and vacuumed before a big trip. Before. Big. Trip. Backwards, just totally backwards. But I do love how shiny and pure my ride is, how it looks as perky and ready as I feel at the start of a new adventure. Coming home... a little less so, and pulling into the driveway after a couple thousand miles? Not great!

July 25, 2014

1:01 am

Summer's here... the hot of summer. It's been muggy, too, or is it just me? I've hardly looked at our area's weather forecast. My phone has a weather app, and I keep gazing at Morro Bay, Cambria, Monterey, Eureka, Crescent City, Coos Bay. Gazing and hoping to see rain clouds! Sigh.

July 24, 2014

8:59 pm

Maria and I were enjoying our typical breakfast of oatmeal and toast, when it hit me: I am going to miss toast! I think it would be super tasty to have hot buttered toast, sitting outside the tent, beneath redwood trees, a creek playing over stones in the distance, the blue jays waking and flitting in the branches. Hot buttered toast in the great outdoors. What a vision.

July 23, 2014

10:39 am

When you pack for camping, do you bring too much, way too much, or not nearly enough? I'm trying to get it right for our adventure north. I'm definitely remembering to bring sleeping pads... thanks to friends who are lending us theirs. What do you consider to be indispensable when you are in a tent for days and days? I'd love to know!

July 22, 2014

12:50 pm

The scarier the world looks, the deeper I retreat into gratitude, and happy reflection on the things that are working... at least, that is what I try to do. I feel such a pit of sorrow and grief for the wars and struggles, for the pain that is being inflicted. Drought, fire, storms, missiles, losses, shootings, hate, petty greed... oh, stop! I do not hide from the realities, but really, I must escape the pull, the dark sorrow that stops air from moving, hopes from forming. Wherever I can, I breath deeply of good things, and in so doing, I can function, move forward, and do the small things I can... for peace, for hope, for love. It's looking like a long hot summer... violent and short-fused, with flare-ups and strife. It's hard to face. I'm adding more lemons to our library, sharing eggs, and egg salad, making lots of donations to our area thrift store, and driving in the slow lane, letting others merge, smiling at strangers. I hope it helps.

July 21, 2014

1:51 pm

Maria's Lists and Other Quotables

Maria, writing a card to Charlotte: How do you write "chuther?"
Natalie: "Chuther?"
Maria: Yeah, like 'we love e-chuther.'
September 24, 2012

Maria, urgently: Pick a number between one and ten.
Natalie: uh... seven.
Maria, thoughtfully: Hmm. That's a good number.
Walks away.
January 15, 2012

Walking Maria to school: Have a wonderful day, Maria.
Oh, mama! Every day is wonderful!
September 8, 2011

On the drive to Eagle River, Wisconsin, Maria suddenly exclaimed: Woo! I am screaming for nature!
July 25, 2011

Maria punctuates with Expiration Marks.
!!!!<---expiring from exclaiming with excitement!!!!

Note left on refrigerator:
Crackers please again?
Please buy butter?
April 26, 2011

My mom is the greatest because: She peks up chrash.
May 8, 2011

Monday, May 16, 2011

Rope Swing and Oak Trees

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