Memorial Day is a very special time in our household as my husband is active duty USN, his father is retired USN and my Father served in WWII in the Army. He was declared 4F early in the war due to a childhood injury but kept at it and was finally accepted toward the end when the need was greater. I thought I would wish you all a Happy Holiday weekend by sharing some images from a recent road trip through the rural valleys and back country of Southern California from San Diego to Santa Barbara and on to Joshua Tree. Some feel retro but are real-time, some are funny and some emotional.
Enjoy and a HUGE thank you to all who serve in our Armed Forces.
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For various reasons it didn’t work out for me to join my husband on a sailing trip this week. This is rarely the case and I don’t mind as we do most of our traveling together. BUT this week is my birthday! and I admit I was feeling a little lonely and put out to have to celebrate it alone. ..So I made a mini plan and am on a road trip to Sedona for three days…. It has been years since I last visited and I found a wonderful spa resort L’Auberge de Sedona that had an open cottage on Oak Creek so here I go. I also booked a solo trek with a guide into the back country for a photography adventure! I am pretty excited now, but when 6am rolls around and I need to get up for said adventure on Monday I suspect some of my enthusiasm will disappear! In the meantime, before I got very far from my own house I spotted this old cemetery on a hill that I had never noticed. It is VERY unusual. There is no real road to get to it, you need to climb up a steep loosely packed dirt hill, yet there are many graves there – some appearing very old…it also seems part potters field actually, part old and forgotten cemetery and part newly used cemetery! I’m not sure what to make of it; I’ll let the pictures tell part of the story.
Once upon a time there was a family of owls that moved into a recently vacated high-rise condo in a very lovely park setting…The Mama owl, being a bit young, naïve and shall we say avante garde chose the very swank and modern condo at 30f Palm Ave. It was a non traditional choice in the Owl community with its open floor plan, giant skylight encompassing the whole roof, and unobstructed panoramic views. Mama was completely captivated by its sleek good looks without a thought to the family she would have in the near future. Perhaps we can blame her lack of judgment on the very recent and shocking news that she would soon have three owlets! Three! Why she was not quite ready to give up her own late nights out on the town to stay home and care for one owlet not to mention three.
As mother nature would have it, soon the babies were born.. One look and Mama owl was so smitten with her three cream-colored fluffy owlets that she didn’t immediately realize it was going to be a problem to house all of them in a one bedroom studio… As the days passed she grew into an excellent Mother and fierce protector ever vigilant in her watch. And so the family settled in together for a few short peaceful weeks. I say few because, well….as we all know babies eventually become teenagers and that’s when Mama Owl’s troubles began… To be continued…..