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A place where I let it all hang out.

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I've beeing putting this off. It is too emotionally intense and there is so much I want to say, so I'm tackling this in bites. I hope some of my readers don't mind a bit of soap opera. This is... Continue Reading →

Get Naked, Go Hiking

Continuing in my dearth of new blogs, I thought I'd reblog this, revised and with a few different photos - including one I just took on my visit to my families back east. It is one of my earliest posts,... Continue Reading →

Sunshine Blogger Award

I got tagged. Actually, I've been tagged a couple of times in the distant past and didn't think I was interesting enough to respond.  I don't think of myself as sunny or particularly bright so responding to this has me... Continue Reading →

Flower Hike

Ok, so with all the excitement over the LA World Naked Bike Ride it was also World Naked Hiking Day. Can't do both at the same time so the next decent day I went out to the Alder Creek Trail.... Continue Reading →

Aspie Life – Revised

What the hell am I? I am a Martian. I look around at these strange alien people. Their customs are a mystery to me. Their behavior defies logic. They speak and write but their most important communication is encrypted. They... Continue Reading →

Hot – hot – hot!

Yesterday it was 108. The saving grace is that the humidity was 13%. The swamp cooler worked admirably.  Inside it never got over 77. Today, not so lucky. At 2pm it is 101 but the humidity is 26%. Inside it is... Continue Reading →

Kearsarge Pass

The hot temperatures we are having right now made me long for the coolness of the High Sierra. I didn't make it up there nearly as often as I wanted. October 2007 is one of the few times I did.... Continue Reading →

Rats!

Yeah. Rodents. In my attic. From there they invaded my garage. I don't hate rats in general. Just those who invade my house. I love squirrels. And chipmunks and even gophers. In Caddy Shack everyone roots for the gopher, right?... Continue Reading →

Don’t Mess With Grandpa

I'm getting older. There is far more sand in the bottom of my hourglass than the top. I don't need a calendar to tell me this. I know it in my body.

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