Pam
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Updated April 2021
Five hundred twenty
five thousand six hundred minutes.
Five hundred twenty five thousand
moments so dear.
five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred
minutes.
How do you measure,
Measure a year?
In daylights?
In
sunsets?
In midnights?
In cups of coffee?
In inches, in miles,
in laughter, in Strife?
In five hundred twenty
five thousand six hundred minutes.
How do you measure a year in a
life?
How about love?
It's time now to sing
out,
though the story never ends.
Let's celebrate and remember a
year in a life
of family and friends
No one could ever predicted how events have unfolded
since the time I wrote my last update in June of 2019.
A Year Like No Other.
In August 2019 Bob and I were joined by Billy and we
took a week-long trip on Alaska’s National Railway domed cars to some of
Alaska’s National Parks. The
summer of 2019 was the worst fire season that Alaska had experienced and
at times the fires were burning next to the tracks as we went through.
We planned out our new year in 2020.
Larry, Katie, and Kenzie were adding a son to their family in
January, so we planned take a trip to Seattle to meet him in late
Spring. We subscribed to the
Westchester Dinner Theater 2020 offerings and planned to spend summer
Sundays listening to live music on the lawn of the Bartlett Arboretum.
Larry, Bob, and I had planned a project to rebuild the Waldarry
Festival fireworks hardware and software on a platform that was more
reliable. Then of course,
there would be the 2020 Waldarry Festival, Thanksgiving, and Christmas.
Then the world changed within days in
early March. We quarantined
ourselves at home and had groceries delivered by Whole Foods.
All travel plans were cancelled as were all our planned events.
We celebrated Bob’s 75th
Birthday in June with a family Zoom Session.
We had another family Zoom session on
Thanksgiving to kick off the quiet holidays.
We welcomed 2021 with a couple of deep
snowfalls
and had 188 mallard ducks spend the
winter (lots of bags of Agway corn!!)
Updated May 2019
Retirement is treating us well.
There’s really never a dull moment around here.
In August 2017 we decided to drive to southern Illinois to see the total eclipse of the sun near Anna, Illinois where we were invited to stay with the Parks family that I had become connected with through Ancestry.com while doing family genealogical research on the same branches of the family.
They welcomed us into their
family and we attended their church supper, went wine-tasting, enjoyed a grandson playing his viola for a family group in
their kitchen. We had a perfect
view of the eclipse from the front porch of their friend’s farmhouse,
unlike all the astronomers who had gathered from around the world in
Carbondale, IL only a few miles away where much of the eclipse was
covered by a cloud. We were
so fortunate!
The next day on our way out of town we stopped at Fort Defiance Park at the confluence of the Mississippi (coming down from the right) and Ohio (coming in from the left) Rivers.
We continued our sojourn east through Tennessee, stopping at Pigeon Forge and Dollywood. Then on through the Great Smoky Mountains where we climbed Clingman’s Dome (6,643 feet – highest point in the Great Smoky Mountain National Park and 3rd highest mountain east of the Mississippi)
Onward to the Outer Banks of North Carolina where we met Billy and friend John McBean to watch them kite-surf.
They taught me the technique for landing one of their kites as they came on to the shore.
Spent a little time relaxing and enjoyed the Outer Banks before resuming the drive home.
Back home we had a little bit of time to relax before Billy convinced us that we really needed to meet him and John in Las Vegas in October and go and see the Elton John Show at Caesar’s Palace. This time, we were not driving, so we decided to make a long weekend around the show and went hiking in the Valley of Fire State Park
Red Rocks Canyon
And then we kayaked down the Colorado River through the Black Canyon below the Hoover Dam.
We put in just next to the huge water outlet on the left and spent an enjoyable day with a small outfitter group working our way down the river to Willow Beach. We were the oldest ones in the group of quite younger people – but we did manage to keep up
Cross one more thing off my list and on to year
2018!
Then came May 15th. A severe line of thunderstorms approached our area and we went to sit on the back screened porch to watch and listen. As the wind started to tear through, we started to hear loud cracking noises coming from the oak tree.
And then, in extreme slow motion there was a final
loud crack and the 160 year old oak tree gracefully collapsed across the
bridge and island into the pond destroying everything in its path.
Here are a few of pictures of the immediate aftermath
We had lost a true friend and the backyard and island were never going to be the same again. We had to mount a massive cleanup and restoration project to be ready for Waldarry Festival 2018.
Since we knew people were going to ask, we put
together a brief synopsis of how we managed to get the cleanup done.
The beautiful old weeping cherry was gone, the pond
was a mucky mess and a few plants struggled to survive on the end of the
island after having been crushed by the oak tree.
I put in a few decorations for the party and I lit the remaining oak tree stump from within for the party.
But, I knew that since this had been a shade garden these plants were not going to survive in the full sun that now baked the island for a lot of the day and I would have my garden work cut out for me in the coming year although the other gardens that were unscathed by the oak continued to flourish.
Welcome to 2019!
Climate change is real. We had thunderstorms and a rainbow in January.
About 180 mallard ducks wintered over in the backyard pond since it didn’t freeze over. We probably fed them almost a ton of corn.
Our beloved loyal companion Chili took ill suddenly
and went on to doggie heaven overnight.
In April and May I restored the garden at the end of the island
to be his final resting place to join Charlie who was already there.
He now rests at the base of the stump of the weeping cherry under
a dry koi pond.
"Let me tell you something about wolves, child. When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies, but the pack survives. Summer is the time for squabbles. In winter, we must protect one another, keep each other warm, share our strengths. So if you must hate, Arya, hate those who would truly do us harm. Septa Mordane is a good woman, and Sansa... Sansa is your sister. You may be as different as the sun and the moon, but the same blood flows through both your hearts. You need her, as she needs you... and I need both of you, gods help me." - Eddard Stark
I can’t believe that I’ve been retired for almost 6
years! I don’t feel any
older and my body is still holding up so that I can continue to do the
active things I love to do now that I don’t have going to work to cramp
my lifestyle.
From there we drove to Hoover Dam
and then on to Death Valley where the thermometer read 112 degrees. The austere environment really made me appreciate what the wagon train settlers had to endure.
Next stop was Devil’s Postpile Monument in the
eastern Sierras.
It was a very bad summer for forest fires in the west and it was evident
from the smoke in the air and driving past a lot of the firefighter
Hotshot trucks on our way into Yosemite National Park that the
fires were relatively near the only road through the mountains.
We met Billy in San Francisco for the weekend and did the typical tourist sightseeing – Fisherman’s Wharf, the Presidio, and the Golden Gate Bridge
before leaving to drive up the coast to Oregon. On the way we drove through Redwood National and State Park and were in awe at the majesty of the trees and the rugged coastline.
Once in Oregon we turned east to go to Crater Lake National Park where it was actually snowing!
From there we drove north to visit the Newberry National Volcanic Monument
and then marveled at the Columbia River Gorge.
We drove west through the mountains at Snoqualmie to end up in Seattle staying with Larry and Katie for a few days and enjoying dinner at the top of the Space Needle.
The Holiday season brought the family together for Thanksgiving and Christmas (where we even made a video to go with the card)
followed by our annual family skiing trip to Smugglers Notch Vermont.
We kept busy during the winter by attending concerts and dinner theater shows.
Now that the warm weather is here, I am working constantly to enhance my gardens. I’ve added new seating areas and beds
plus a raised bed vegetable garden that is double fenced to keep the deer out.
I may finally get some tomatoes this year!