My beloved friend Buffy and I decided that while kayaking would be nice, the weather today was better for hiking. We headed for Mill Mountain.
Like many of the people I’ve hiked with, Buffy has a real camera with real lenses and real accessories. I have the camera in my iPhone. We enjoyed taking photos with our respective devices. By mutual but unspoken agreement, we declared our hike a “selfie-free” zone.
We ended up walking darn near every trail around the mountain. That wasn’t the plan, but it’s what happens when you say, “Let’s go take a hike!” without taking the time to find a map of the trails.
And though tired when we returned, we had a wonderful time on the mountain and in each other’s company.
Plant Identification, Anyone?
Both Buffy’s mother and my maternal grandmother had “green thumbs.” Not only did neither of us inherit that characteristic, but neither have our abilities to identify plants been – shall we say – fully developed.
Can you help us out? If you can identify any of the plants from the photos below, please leave that information in the comments. Inquiring minds want to know, but it isn’t easy to look up plants names from photos on Google.
I hope they’re working on that.
A while back, I was challenged by Linda Goin to participate in a Blog Tour.
What the heck is a blog tour? Click here to read my entry and find out »
Last week I challenged Amanda Wright – who I first met on Twitter, then on Facebook, and finally in person – to write a post for it.
Do you sense a theme here?
Note the second theme, reflected in the degree she is soon to receive from Roanoke College: a major in physics with a minor in creative writing.
Talk about a Renaissance woman! Now, go read!
For the past several years, I’ve had many of my hiking, kayaking, and other adventures documented in photos and blog posts on Dan Smith’s blog. He is the person most responsible for reminding me how important it is to take breaks and have fun – what I now call my “adventures.”
I very much needed that lesson, and he taught me well. I’ll always be grateful to him for that, and, of course, I have lots of photos to remember those adventures by.
Now we’ve each found other adventure buddies. You can keep up with his adventures on his blog, but I’m not the photographer or blogger that he is, so mine won’t be nearly as well-documented.
But rest assured: I’ll still be having them.
Not me, that’s for sure. It sort of crept up on me. I wasn’t able to even conceive of doing things just for fun until I was in my early 50s. Then one day I realized I was having adventures. Now, at 56, I want to have them.
But not just that. I want to feel and express my feelings. I want to share my adventures, my love of life, and the joy that bubbles up inside me with other people who share theirs with me.
I want to test my limits. I want to be at the top of the mountain, under the stars, and open my arms to all that life has to offer.
Funny that the music and words to one of my favorite songs from the 70s, “I Want to Live,” by John Denver, was written about children. I didn’t get to do these things as a child. I was too busy trying to protect myself. I started living for other people then.
But now, as John Denver wrote…
“I want to live, I want to grow,
I want see, I want to know,
I want to share what I can give,
I want to be, I want to live.”
For the fact that I finally got here, and for the people and circumstances who have helped me along the way, I am truly grateful.
Category: Welcome to My Life
Up until recently, I hadn’t cooked in years. It’s not so much that I don’t like the act of cooking, as I really don’t like grocery shopping, and I’ve never been good at planning. I couldn’t invite anyone to dinner unless I ordered pizza.
All that has changed. Now I live in a place that people enjoy coming to, a kitchen big enough to turn around it, and a source for meals that include everything necessary to prepare the meal except for a few staples (salt, pepper, olive oil, butter, etc.): HelloFresh.com. Note: This is a referral link.
Over the past two weeks, I’ve prepared five of the six dinners I received. My friend Jeri cooked one of them when she was staying with me for a few days.
Here’s what my guests and I have enjoyed over the past couple of weeks:
You can get either family-size boxes that serve four or regular boxes that serve two. I had been ordering three regular boxes per week. This week I ordered two meals for four. I had plans for one of them, but they fell through, so I have no idea who I’m going to feed this week.
Anybody want to come over for Dukkah Roasted Chicken with Sweet Potatoes, Snap Peas, and Citrus Sour Cream or Pork Teriyaki with Egg Noodles, Asparagus, and Sesame Seeds?
Click here to see more HelloFresh recipes »
When I moved to my new place, my beloved friend offered to buy me some porch furniture. Of course, November isn’t the ideal time to shop for outdoor furniture, so I tried to visualize what I wanted until porch furniture season came around.
Yesterday we went to Target and found a great selection, and my beloved friend not only helped me pick out the set, but he arranged to get an employee to fetch it from the stockroom, paid for it, loaded it into his Blazer, and delivered and assembled it.
Here’s my new porch. Come on over and sit a spell!
Thank you, beloved friend. I love my porch, and I’m looking forward to sitting out there and chatting with friends who stop by to visit.
What a concept!
Stripey has always liked sunpuddles. She’s also quite taken with her stripes. Yesterday she got to lie in her sunpuddle and get a new (if only temporary) stripe!
Photos by her Papa Kitty, @BuffyLinux.
Note: Stripey cats cannot unite because then they would achieve solidarity.
Prolific blogger Dan Smith scooped me again with his post about our adventure through the winter-damaged forest on the back side of Tinker Mountain yesterday.
I can’t add much in the way of narrative, but I can throw in a few more pictures. A hike around noon on a sunny February day provides lots of interesting shadows and contrasting colors.
Usually this is the low water bridge on the Roanoke River Greenway leading up to Wiley Drive. I think “underwater” bridge is a more accurate description of what I saw this evening.
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I took a walk down the Roanoke River Greenway through Wasena and Smith Parks today. After all the rain we’ve had lately, my guess was that the river was going to be running high. I was right.
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