Two is definately better than one!

I've done both. Been alone and been a couple. Although I do enjoy temporary alone time occasionally, I prefer being a part of a couple. And I've been very fortunate in that department. Been a part of my couple for more than half my life. This is the favorite part of my life. The best part of my life. Why?

Now that I think about it.... there is no better feeling than having this one person love me more than any other on the planet.

I'd rather be by the water than anywhere else.

Any water will do. Pond, creek, lake, river, ocean....even a chlorinated pool, if that's all that's available. As a kid, my parents had a hard time getting me out of the water once I was in it. And still today, my aerobic choice is swimming. To decompress, I fly fish for trout (C&R only) and when searching for a vacation spot, there is usually an ocean involved, with lots of snorkel time.

Now that I think about it, I am a true water baby at heart.

...this is what my kitchen used to look like.

I was the consummate Yuppie. I had every gadget under the sun. Each payday would be spent in the Macy's kitchen department, followed by a four course meal at the newest, greatest, up and coming restaurant in the Bay Area. Those were my 'foodie' days. I drove my loving husband and friends crazy, dragging their butts to every gourmet "Place of The Day". They just wanted a burger for dinner.

Now that I think about it, they must really love me. I was a pain. Passionate about my food, but a pain, non the less.

...there is a lot of art in nature.

A lazy stroll along the river one Sunday ended up being an exercise in natural art. Simply looking down around my feet, as I paused for a moment, rendered this little arrangement. Viola. Instant art. No paint brushes, no art lessons, no sketch pads in the trash can. Simple and instant without much of a thought.

Now that I think about it, why can't everything in life be so simple? No fuss, no muss.

I'm not sure I ever took the time.....

...to write anything down. Ever. It's all in my head, bouncing around, back and forth, and now things are getting lost. Fifty-two years of life will do that. So maybe it's time. To write it down.

Let's start with a picture. I have lots of those.



This is where I am today. Beautiful Siskiyou County. Home to Mount Shasta, elevation 14,179. Never climbed it and never will...but know many who have. Not an easy feat, for sure.

It took me 42 years to find this place and was well worth the wait. It's a good place to be. Lot's of clean air, spring water, peace, quiet and an endless supply of nature. A community that we proudly refer to as "harmoniously diverse". Good people with diametrically opposed ideas. And we all get along.

So this is my base. This place holds me in place. Anchored to my life.

Now that I think about it, this is the home of my soul.