First things first… It took me forever to get this to where I could show it to you! I’ve pretty much been working on it since my first post this morning – and I’m starving! And am suffering from an eye migraine ( An ocular migraine is a rare condition characterized by temporary vision loss or even temporary blindness in one eye. Ocular migraines are caused by reduced blood flow or spasms of blood vessels in the retina or behind the eye.)
So…I hope you enjoy! I’ve linked to you tube videos…you’ll see! The music is all over the place… but nothing “bad”, depending on your likes. Country, classic country, classical, humor…
It’s been a while since I shared any memories from days gone by…so here are some from our camping trip in 2011. For quite a few years we went camping in Schellsburg, PA, a tiny town with a state park called Shawnee State Park. You will be seeing more photos, hopefully in the near future.
We saw this buffalo herd while out “sightseeing”…
The Old Bedford Village, Bedford, Pennsylvania…
someone’s been bad…now, where are those rotten tomatoes?
just kidding! Dakota is my son – you know him better as “Son of a Leprechaun”. Just, please, don’t tell him that I gave you his real name… 🙂
There was an Old West event going on, which is why we went. But, we didn’t see too much action…a bank was robbed and a stage coach went barreling through the streets. Other than that, we got to see how life was back in the day!
The way we eat while camping…
Well, there’s more – so much more, but it’s time for me to go! Gotta get stuff done! I’m working on my dad’s story to share with you…this afternoon. I would normally share it with you now, but I’m just not ready! Our world’s seem turned upside down, and as much as I am staying home and in self isolation, life does go on.
Hope you have a great day! Thanks for stopping by!!
“Let go or be dragged.” ~ Zen Proverb
Take care Stay safe Much love
“Hello darkness, my old friend I’ve come to talk with you again Because a vision softly creeping Left its seeds while I was sleeping And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains Within the sound of silence In restless dreams I walked alone Narrow streets of cobblestone ‘Neath the halo of a street lamp I turned my collar to the cold and damp When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light That split the night And touched the sound of silence” The Sound of Silence Simon and Garfunkel