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There is a specific reason for this besides the obvious social advantage for the dogs together. We make sure they are not the same age, a strategic move for us, so that when the oldest dog leaves us, we have the other dog to comfort ourselves with after the loss of the older dog. It has been a good plan for us.
We have had only our precious Millie since she came to us as a puppy. Well it is time to introduce all of you fine followers to Fred.
He is a mix of Great Pyrenees and Anatolian Mountain Dog with some hound. He is learning well to be here with us; you know all that puppy training stuff.
Just like we have done in the past he is being crate trained and he is adapting very well. This in the crate pic was taken after a couple of hours of running around the yard with Millie.
They are six years apart in age so we are confident in the knowledge that when it is Millie’s time to go 😢 we, Fred, hubby and I will be good comfort for each other.
They are already fun friends and Millie is a stellar big sister to him. He is learning about crates, doing potty outside, and returning the
neighborhood barks, although the first time he heard her big bad German Shepherd bark it freaked him out 🤣.
But after a time he settled down.
So, that is the introduction to our new baby. Oh…the cat is pissed😆!
This day is hard. My dad and I had a close, wonderful relationship.
I tell people, when I get to heaven all I want is to climb up in God’s lap and rest my head on His shoulder, the same way I used to do with my dad.
Today would have been dad’s 96th birthday. He passed away in 2002 after suffering the first of several strokes that took out his right side, on mother’s day of 1998, at my house. After surgery to remove the blockage he could no longer walk or speak.
It makes me sad that the youngest members of our family do not know him, or in the case of those who were born after the stroke and before he passed away, they have no memories of him.
Dad used to volunteer with the University of Arizona football team during the time of Coach Smith and Coach Tomey. Dad had a great time being part of the team and was interviewed a couple of times by the local TV stations. I have a VHS tape with those interviews so I can hear his voice. I cry every time, but I treasure those few minutes of memories. I got choked up writing those last two sentences.
Dad was a handsome, gregarious man. He was full of laughter and loved riding motorcycles, the Dallas Cowboys, and adored my mother. He survived a difficult childhood that could have made him bitter but he had us, we were his, and he made sure
I have spent the day gorging on science. I am thrilled. I even had two questions answered!!
I’m participating in the Mars Society Conference “Taking Flight” and it feels awesome to hang out with science people. I dig science, especially in relation to space and earth science. To hear from these people who describe what their plans are for Mars just blows my mind.
I’m pretty much self taught so that can give you a good idea of my knowledge base. I am no degreed individual however, I’ve learned enough I can follow much of the details of speaker’s presentations.
It thrills me.
Due to my years of laboratory experience, I understand certain processes about which I would normally be clueless, but this has provided an understanding edge in scientific terms and definitions. I am currently reading “Black Hole Blues” by Janna Levin about the discovery of gravitational waves.
Like I said geeking here!
I subscribe to several science oriented YouTube channels that give me fascinating problems and solutions in astronomy and astrophysics, geology, meteorology. I can’t resist the information.
It’s beginning to cool off, just a bit here in southern Arizona. Nights are in the 60’s, last night it was the high 50’s. I am refreshed and excited for the cool temps. Although I would prefer it to be truly fall, this preview is giving me all the feels. Soon long sleeves won’t be relegated to storage in a closet.
I love my cold weather gear. Living for a while in Tioga, ND was stellar for this cold weather lover. I adore coats and jackets, boots and scarves, pulling on a knit cap and gloves for a
walk outside, and having bonfires.
I love that my grandson and nieces and nephews know when they come to my house we will have a fire!
This was part of my motivation to find property out here. We are rather rural (though the city is creeping closer,) Catalina is 12 miles
north of Tucson, behind the Santa Catalina Mountains.
We are also 1000 feet higher than Tucson which provides slightly cooler temps (still get 100 in the summer) and
often have snow every winter.
We’ve have snow stick to the ground for several days which gives me massive joy. My friend called one morning to ask if the snow was still on the ground and when I confirmed it was she came out with her daughter to play. You can tell by the pic the snow was still falling. It was fabulous.
So this winter weather fan is happy the temps are cooler and the days are shorter.
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The writing challenge I started the first of September ends tomorrow.
It’s been a really good experience for me. I’ve been driven to write at least 1000 words a day and I’ll be honest with you sometimes it was hard to get going every day. But I did it and I’m proud of me.
My story is at least 2/3 of the way to completion of the first draft. This challenge helped me fall in love with my book again. The people became even more real. When fictional characters are so real in your mind you speak of them as actual humans the prose has weight and existence.
I have got a lot of work happening on my new book and I’m having a great time writing. Here is the synopsis of the story:
Anchor Bay – Stormy Love
Lily Brighton was widowed the same day her husband delivered the divorce papers. T
om Chambers ex-wife is an alcoholic who doesn’t understand that the concept of divorce means she is on her own.
Plus something suspicious is happening out in the bay that may be related to the theft and graffiti happening up and down the Maine coast.
I’m at the point where I am trying to come up with a cover idea so I can do some early marketing of the book. When I get a bit closer to finishing the first draft I am going to start Instagram and Facebook author pages. These will connect me with readers and followers so I get the word out about new books, promotions and special contests. I am curious if any of you lovely blog followers are authors who have done things like this and what was the best tool you found?
One thing I am blessed with is an incredibly supportive husband who understands when I say “wait, I’ve got to work” while I’m sitting at my computer. He is cool when I have music or YouTube playing in the background, or when I am talking out loud to myself.
So this little blog is an update, a request for information and sharing a little more about me.
My six year old grandson spent the night with us this past Sunday night and we took him home Monday afternoon. He and his Poppa had a great time in the pool that night
doing a glow swim which is swimming wearing glow stick necklaces.
Besides just hanging out with him and having fun laughing and talking I noticed something about his hands. They captivated me. Watching him do things using those precious hands was fascinating. The way he holds out his pinky when he drinks from his water bottle and the way his fingers move so quickly when he is playing Minecraft on my phone kept my attention.
He is very dexterous with holding things, carrying several things at a time and using his camera. His fingers are long and his palms are wide. His little fingernails are perfect.
It made me think of how amazing our hands really are. We can pick up a handful of items and balance them in our hands then reach over and open a drawer while not losing a thing. Just fascinating how our bodies are made. We can communicate with our hands by doing what I am doing right now – typing on my computer, or with American Sign Language we can have conversations.
As I told you lovely readers in a previous blog, I accepted the Great Big Indie Author Launchpad Challenge to write 1000 words a day from September 1st to the 21st.
This challenge has made me discover something amazing about my writing. When I start each day, I write a few sentences to start, maybe 100 words come pretty quickly. Then I get up, get more coffee, look at e-mails all while the page is open on the screen (I have two screens) and I jump back and forth. When I reach about 300 words the narrative begins to flow, it just comes out, and my mind is in the writing space.
The muse has shown up and I am rocking.
That’s the trigger word count for me to go off – 300 words. It seems my brain engages the muse, the engine starts and the story is up and running. Man that is a blast!
Since September 1st I’ve managed to write over 8000 words and if I keep this progress up I will finish this book by the end of the challenge.