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Okay, not yet, but that’s what they say here out West. Even though I’ve been here almost 34 years, I still consider myself a Southerner. I’m genetically attuned to hot and humid weather, even if it’s uncomfortable. Out here in Colorado, when it hits the 90s and 100s, the humidity tends to stay low, and so everyone consoles themselves with the phrase “but at least it’s a dry heat.” Codswallop, I say. Heat is heat, and I find the dry heat more suffocating than the humid heat. The dry heat probably helped to make this ristra as dry and bright as it is.

Morrison, Colorado.

Quote of the day: “Red is the first color of spring. It’s the real color of rebirth. Of beginning.” — Ally Condie    (This quote really resonates with me. When I turned my life upside-down, the first thing I did was buy a red couch.)

Daily gratitudes:
Spring flowers
A calm week
Cumulus clouds
Time on a swing
The person who hacked the lighted road sign on 225 and programmed it to say “Chuck is the shit”

The next few days, I will share some small visions from the days of celebration surrounding Niece 1’s wedding. You may remember Niece 1, depending on how long you’ve been with me. She and her wonderful kitty lived with me when I first moved into the Bungalow. We had splendid adventures together in Mexico, and she’s had amazing adventures herself in Nepal. She’s a beautiful, playful soul who loves to dig in the dirt and reach for the stars, and this past weekend, she launched on the new grand adventure of marriage to a marvelous man who speaks to her heart and soul. MKL and I spent much of the weekend surround by ex-Pat’s family, who have continued to make me feel like a part of the family since our divorce. Some of the most loving people in the world, and they made both of us feel so welcome. The rehearsal dinner was held at The Fort Restaurant in Morrison, Colorado, where we devoured lamb, beef, and buffalo, and I indulged in a shot of whiskey with gunpowder and chili pepper. The sculpture on the rocks looms above the restaurant, along with a warning sign.

IMG_7933Morrison, Colorado

Quote of the day: “To say that one waits a lifetime for his soulmate to come around is a paradox. People eventually get sick of waiting, take a chance on someone, and by the art of commitment become soulmates, which takes a lifetime to perfect.” — Criss Jami

Daily gratitudes:
Finally, blue skies
Mr. Man
My chicken calendar
Warm milk at bedtime





May 2022


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