hello friends. thinking about you today as i enjoy a week-long vacation right here at home. the fires have been devastating, but i remain safe and sound. my thoughts are up north with the people of paradise, california. the entire town was wiped out and 700 people are still missing. an excellent article about the missing HERE if you want to read it.
i know how the people fared in that fire, but i also wonder and worry about the poor dear animals. i’ve seen several disturbing photos online of dogs, cats, horses, deer, racoons, and other animals big and small burned badly (but still alive). i love this firefighter and the cat who found him.
this is our new reality in california. fire season is nearly year-round now. they move fast and burn hot, then the rains come, and with them…mudslides. but we who love california carry on, because like most peole know there is always a spring of some kind on every horizon.
you may have noticed my photos are unrelated to the narrative. what else is new? i meant to weave an update around the latest pics living inside iphone, but well, here’s what you get instead.
i’ve been on a super-sized garage purge. my old detached garage is full of 16 year’s worth of crapola and i’m determined to get rid of 90% of it. the reorganization also extended to my closet. move out the summer stuff, find the winter stuff, get rid of things i don’t wear, commit to NOT buying replacement clothes. this all started when i went into the garage to find a wool sweater and black hat to take to venice. found!
my last trip to venice was 6 years ago, but um, my wardrobe this time around will be nearly identical. including an old red flannel nightgown i found and am wearing right now…
wondering if it’s possible for a recovering maximalist to become a minimalist. maybe!
my 20-something self saved this clipping and my 50-something self found it in the garage. right where my 30-something self placed it many moons ago. i removed it from the recycle pile and glued it into my journal.
i also found this pic from my very first year of teaching. this was on culmination day and these girls were on their way to the 6th grade! they’d be in their 30’s now…
when i say purge, i include sentimental claptrap that i don’t actually need. i’m going to take photos of my childhood dolls and then send them on their way into the great beyond. this picture is going into my journal.
“there is a foreward motion to yearning”
as i move towards a new life after retirement i need and want to learn to live with less, consume less, waste less. part of my evolving plan is selling moss cottage, finding a less expensive house, buying a campervan, and hitting the road part-time. i don’t think i can be a full-time nomad, but being away for 1-2 months at a time surrounded by tall trees, deep canyons, little highways, wild ocean, and dark dark skies might work.
i think about this and write about it all the time. nearly every day some new thought gets recorded in my journal. it’s how i process things. cleaning out my garage feels like a giant step in the right direction. the gradual letting go of an old life and moving towards something new.
on today’s walk this canary island pine reminded me of a furry teddy bear. the long soft needles ring themselves around the trunk every 2 feet or so. most unusual.
it’s a perfect time of year to walk with daytime temps in the upper 60’s
on my bookshelf:
i hope you’re well friends. making big plans of your own. moving towards new adventures while letting the old ones live beside you. keep me posted. i’ll just be in my garage going through some thangz. xo