And her best friend. So now we have traveled back in time to early April. I had just found out that my mom had passed away. To cheer me up, my family got me the best birthday present ever. A trail ride!
Yes, we are going to be buddies. Sorry you have to haul my huge carcass around on your back.
And we are off on our adventure. The best thing about this day was that no one else signed up so it was just me and a very nice teenage girl as guide.
Also, it was incredibly green and lush because of a very wet winter in San Diego.
Oh yeah.
Seriously, this is as green as the hills of Southern California get.
So now, still traveling backwards in time, we come to a special day for me. I made some new friends.
I had just found out that my mom had passed away very recently. But it was my birthday, and my family got me a wonderful gift.
I got to go horseback riding, but, since these are in reverse order, this shows some friends I met after the ride, just hanging around the ranch in the San Diego hills.
Awwwww. Look at that sweet fuzzy face!
Once again, animals love me, and will always walk right over to say hello. It is a gift.
Dogs and babies love me too. How lucky am I?
Join me next time, when we go back in time just a few hours, and meet some really cool horses.
So, a few quick photos taken from the hotel we stayed at the first night in the Bay Area… and then, back to San Diego, by which I mean, because these are in reverse order, we will now travel back in time to before we left for the Bay Area… for my mom’s memorial service… and who was, I remind you, at the time of her passing, 99 years and 8 months old!!!
Our cat, pretending she is comfortable on the edge of a shade tent.
And then I got Covid, a couple weeks before we were to leave for the Bay Area. That was fun.
What happens when you wear black pants and pet three huskies!
Lizard in a corner.
Another lizard, looking for a corner perhaps? These are mostly taken at work at my job as a private security officer.
Uh… what does my daughter have stuffed down the front of her shirt?
Why yes, it is a baby chicken. Is that a New Mexico thing… or a nursing college thing? Or maybe just a Mollie thing. She is my kid after all.
These random photos of San Francisco were all taken on the evening of the first day in the Bay Area, and the next morning, from a hotel we stayed at until we could move into the air b and b on the second day.
Now, my mother’s funeral service is still in the future… uh… even though it has obviously already happened… if you see what I mean.
Nothing extraordinary to see, just a different angle than usual on the city, and the usual swirling, ever-moving fog.
In which we talk about poo particles, scuttled butts, nose picking, and other things.
In which we listen to a few versions of my newest original song, and discuss the meaning behind it.
In which I almost cause the destruction of the Earth by alien warships due to a misunderstanding about probing, and examine to correlation between mental illness and artistic creativity.
In which we dwell upon the long relationship between dogs and humans, I talk about dogs I have known, and I interview one of our dogs.
And we learn way more about the devil than we really need to.
I don’t know who pulled this Disney beach towel, left over from when the girls were younger, out of the closet, and I don’t know who folded the towel like this, but I do know one thing. I can’t pee with a princess staring at me like that.
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