I just realized that with the beginning of the new year I have reached 1,000 posts on this blog!
It feels like such a huge accomplishment, especially when I look back to how it all started, sporadic stories thrown off into the void, like baby birds leaving the nest. Then the day when I decided to commit to posting something everyday and being immediately rewarded with my stats improving steadily. And most importantly, gaining follower after follower. 🙂
So this is my thanks to those of you who check in regularly to read what I put up here, you make it all seem worth it in the end. 🙂
In this day and age where overseas vacations and holidays seems a common enough thing, on my last excursion into Stockholm I could easily pick out the many teens and preteens who surely spent parts of this summer off in some much warmer land, while it still rained back home. It was not so common when I was young, in fact, it was through the financial aid of my grandmother that my family could have our first overseas trip back when I was 13. A trip that did actually go fairly smoothly, though I had dressed inappropriately for the destination.
Since then, I feel I have experienced most of the non-truly-terrifying problems and screw ups that can plague any seasoned traveler, or at least, that was what I thought until recently.
When I strolled out of the jetway into the terminal there was no sign of the snow storm that had stranded me in Columbus the day previous. There had been some snow on the ground when we taxied over to Terminal 1 to be sure, but the sky above us was a brilliant blue with a sleepy winter sun shining down on the world. It felt like one huge trick had been played on me, one which had now successfully delayed my homecoming with one long day.
6th and final part.
Today mugginess has descended across the valley and I can no longer see the ocean. As if someone wishes for me to be slowly weaned off the lovely weather we had yesterday and this morning. As if the place is slowly saying goodbye.
Either way it leaves me with time to sit and muse on this week.
I have done some philosophizing on plant life of late. Well, there is not much else to do when you spend the bulk of the day on a sunbed contemplating whatever falls into your head.
There will always be love in my heart for zoos and botanical gardens, for that display of what nature has to offer, preferably in such a way that feels natural and good to all that is on display for you to see and enjoy.
There is a small park here, nestled high up in the mountains and just getting there is an experience on its own, Continue reading
And here is part 3.
Our family is a little crazy. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t mean la la, dancing in the tulips naked kind of crazy. I mean legit mental problems that have developed over many years kind of crazy.