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song birds are silent
ms
dawns eerie colors from
smoke filled skies
Cooler weather is in the forecast and I’m okay with that. Fall is one of my favorite seasons. I will be on the road this coming week as my sister and I drive to Texas on Wednesday for mom’s graveside service and drive back on Friday.
Yesterday in memory of my mother I went to the Dairy Queen and ordered her favorite flavored blizzard, a Butterfinger Blizzard. I then drove to Pineridge Natural Area to journal. A light rain began falling followed by this full rainbow. I like how nature gives us these gifts. This is my first attempt at a panorama, three images – handheld, done in Lightroom Classic. Pretty darn easy.
We had a nice refreshing rain during the night with lightning and thunder, making it much cooler this morning. It was 52 when I left the condo at 5:30 am. And, we had snow yesterday in RMNP. Have a great day!
“You don’t go around grieving all the time, but the grief is still there
Nigella Lawson
and always will be.”
The constant sound of the pulsating oxygen concentrator is silent. A quiet has settled over the room. My mother died peacefully early this morning, Her suffering has ended. I will miss her.
A large weight has been lifted from my 92 year old father who now faces the painful absence of a spouse of 72 years. We will all be there for him, and each other, as we go through our own grieving process to find some peacefulness and serenity that we’ve been missing for several weeks.
This will not be a wordy post or any attempt at expressing how I feel at the moment because I’m not sure how I feel. There’s a sense I will probably process her life and death for the rest of my life. And to be honest, I actually look forward to that. I again thank all of you for your thoughts, prayers and well wishes you have offered my family.
A quick update on my mother. They began morphine yesterday. She sleeps almost constantly and is so weak. It’s been 3 weeks since she stopped eating and drinking except for jello and sips of water. We have all said our goodbyes with her and she has said goodbye to us. She wants to go. Thank you for all your thoughts and prayers.
I’m in Phoenix. They put my mother in hospice on Wednesday so my sister and I flew down on Thursday. She is hardly eating and drinking. Getting weaker, sleeping a lot. In moments of awareness she tells us she loves us. All four of us kids are with her and dad. This image is my dad holding her hand. We are each saying our goodbyes.
Had time to watch these fisherman yesterday afternoon at Timnath Reservoir in the east bay area. Lovely, graceful birds.They seem to be aware of the social distancing guidelines.
Unwanted smoke cloaks the distant trees
ms
somewhere beyond is the unseeable horizon
I walk around the pond listening
longing for the birds song of hope
I need the embrace of the natural world
accepting the healing touch it offers
It’s in the absence of the spoken word
that I hear the quiet whisper from within
With slow deliberate deep breaths I
take an afternoon walk at the ponds