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Hard Sleep Between 4:00 and 5:30 a.m.

                 I fell asleep early.   I got up at 2:00 quite warm and decided to take a shower.   I did not return to bed as I had had six hours of sleep. I took my kindle into another room to pass the time.   If I had thought about it I would have cleaned the carpet in Richard’s office.   Of course I did not think about it.   I returned to bed at 4:00.   Sometime between 4:00 a.m. and 5:30 I had a really hard sleep.   I know that I was sleeping hard as I had another really bizarre dream with no connections to anything.                  I was driving down a road that leads to downtown Myrtle Creek.   A deer zoomed in front of me.   I think I stopped hard to let it pass.   And then I saw a woman slowly moseying down the middle of the road.   She was wearing a c...

Testing Negative

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                On Saturday I received my first COVID test ever.  I ’ m sure the person who was testing was being as gentle as possible – my poor nostrils.  I honestly was expecting that blood would come out of my nose.  It didn ’ t help matters when Roland (who ’ d been tested fair) coughed and spewed – or whatever he was doing.  He is NOT a wimp and I am so if he was having problems I figured it was bad.        It actually was not as bad as I had allowed myself to believe.   Nor was it as easy as my friend, Carol, had indicated the previous day.   It hurt!   And when I said it allowed, I heard Jenna behind me saying, “ Thanks, Mom ”          The person doing the testing told Jenna how brave she was – really?   Hadn ’ t I been any less brave?   We were told to wait 15 minutes for the results.   Roland started joking that “ mom...

Dash #17 Places

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          The thing I love most about living in Myrtle Creek is the close knit community - people who care for one another and express concern more for people than things.  The first couple of years we lived here, I was able to breathe much better than I did in Utah.  I still believe that I do but I haven't done well with the extremely bogus weather we've had.  8 months of no moisture to two weeks of cold and too much moisture -my breathing is not where it should be in my opinion.           I love living in a relaxed atmosphere as opposed to an uptight bustle.  But I have made no secret of this.  Several of my posts have explained this already.

Fog seems to linger more in Tri City

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        I was asked to help set up for the ward dinner.   There was still fog lingering when I left the house in Tri-City.   The clouds have always been to south of us, but seem to be making their way north. I had my headlights on but did not need them as the sun was blaring.           I drove to Myrtle Creek and took these pictures of the clouds surrounding TriCity.   I drove back and forth between the grange and our house.   The clouds had all lifted by the second trip.         We stayed for the light parade.   It was fantastic!   After the last truck had gone by, people started heading to their cars.   Fog had started to settle in. There were large patches between the grange and our house.           Fog didn't seem as thick when we left for church this morning.   But it is s...

Silly Parade

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I do hope not to offend anyone in Myrtle Creek by calling their parade silly.  It's just that I am used to bands and floats (see here ) and spacing and not everything clumped together.  I certainly did take a lot of pictures - but not as many as I had the first year we lived here.  We did not even attend last year. The Friends of Myrtle Creek had marched in the Rodeo parade (see here ) on the 17th and had planned on walking in today's parade, but with manning the booths and lack of availability, it felt like their were too few to accomplish our desire - so we opted out.   I don't think the parade started on time.  Roland made certain we had ice cream as we had two years ago. The parade stared out with six firetrucks.  I evidently took nine pictures: most had passengers who threw candy.  Roland got a Frisbee from one thrower: followed by a series of monster trucks.  I took a picture of the first one:...

Michaela's story

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            There is a small group of us who meet at the local coffee shop once a month as we wait anxiously await for the pool to open for the summer so that we can get in our water aerobic workout.   This morning someone had made a comparison of rounded mountains compared to jagged mountains (I personally refer to the rounded as hills and the jagged as mountains) and how different the landscape appears from inside of a helicopter.             Michaela had come out to clear the dishes as we were taking and casually joined in our conversation.   17 years ago she had been living in the bay area and got to be pretty good at driving around Oakland and San Francisco.   She delivered documents and had earned quite a reputation for her ability to have her deliveries made on time.   But over the years she realized that she was bothered by th...