Along Palomino Lane: August 2022

Steens Mountains July 23

Birthday trip to top with Julie and John

I have had problems trying to pull photos from my computer so I haven't been posting to this blog. I think this photo of me and my magpie baby friend will post. She fell out of the magpie nest and I found her on the ground one Sunday morning this summer. I fed her and she rejoined the family in about ten days. They flew off together as magpies families will. Maybe I'll see her next year. It was a delightful interlude with nature.

I'm working on novel No. 12, another historical fiction which requires a lot of research. It is set in San Francisco and Sacramento CA in 1868. The history will probably cover the women's suffrage movement, indigenous peoples of California, and the making of the transcontinental railroad, among other events. I'm drawing the characters from my first two Wings books.

The weather this year has been awful. A cold spring with the same forecast everyday - cloudy, cold, windy. The summer has been highs in the 90s, sun, heat advisories. At least we haven't had too much smoke. Our garden has suffered. John harvested onions and garlic. Tomatoes are pitiful. I harvested beets, although I planted tons of seeds. We are getting ready for winter now.

Relatives and Friends

Cousins Kendra and Twila.

Their mother always includes a photo with their Christmas card

Niece Lynda, brother-in-law Dennis, sister Pat,
nephew Scott and niece Kimberly

Nephew Scoot and Niece Jen and
their family.

Niece Kimberly, Scott, and Lynda

Niece Lynda who lives in Phila

It has taken me forever to assemble this collection of photos of the relatives and friends, some from the 2020/21 Holidays. I've had problems with upload photos from my photo file to blogspot. What a pain. But here are some of the photographs I collected from the holidays.

We're still in the pandemic. There was an attempted insurrection on January 6 and a polar vortex in February that had friends in Texas without power for several days. Someone is trying to tell us something. Maybe we should listen.