23 August 2019
Back Home
I am now back at home after 7 weeks. My dogs were ecstatic to have me back. But I am still missing my son and family and all my feathered and furry friends. I have written about them over on my 'Beauty around me' blog and will be putting pictures there too.
21 August 2019
Bye Chicago
And so it is out last day here. My grandkids have gone back to school. So we go back home. Leave takings are always sad and I can already feel the missing. I will miss too, the beautiful area around here to walk, the beautiful sunsets and all the wildlife--birds, squirrels and the occasional chipmunk.
It's been a good summer. Wonder when we will be able to come back. I guess if my husband and I remain healthy we can think of returning after a year or two.
Goodbye Chicagoland and all my furry friends.
12 August 2019
End of summer--almost
Schools here in the Chicago burbs will open week after next and then my husband and I will return home. We have had lovely weather and have had a relaxing time. I got to read oh so many books from the library here, (my daughter-in-law and grandkids are regular library visitors) and from my DIL's extensive collection of books.
But of course there have been horrific happenings in other parts of the US, which we have watched on the news and has made us somewhat scared to go to big gatherings.
Anyway, we helped with looking after our grandkids and now they will go back to school and so will not need someone at home all the time and so we return the day after school reopens.
I will probably post pictures of nature from close up that I love to watch, in my other blog Beauty around me.
But of course there have been horrific happenings in other parts of the US, which we have watched on the news and has made us somewhat scared to go to big gatherings.
Anyway, we helped with looking after our grandkids and now they will go back to school and so will not need someone at home all the time and so we return the day after school reopens.
I will probably post pictures of nature from close up that I love to watch, in my other blog Beauty around me.
03 August 2019
It is getting really quite crazy how so much of the stats on this blog is coming from Russia. Should I worry I wonder. At this rate I may become a conspiracy theorist!!!
22 July 2019
Summer
So, I am in the US of A and enjoying the mostly balmy summer. We have been here almost 3 weeks now.
What I am particularly enjoying is the bird feeder in my son's garden. There have been many birds visiting, though a large number of them have been sparrows. But I have been using various tools online to identify the birds I get to see.
It is also great to go for a walk around the lovely little lake near where I am staying. There are the usual wild ducks, Canadian geese and sea gulls. But there are many birds around. I have also spied a lone hare, who seems to have a residence quite close to the house where we are staying. He is usually in and around the same place when I go walking in the evening.
I am enjoying the company of my grandkids too. I do hope they are enjoying themselves a bit too.
Will post pictures by and by.
05 June 2019
Interesting or disturbing fact?
I have been looking at the stats on my blog--provided by Google--which tells you which posts have been seen recently and from where, and consistently, for the past so many months, the country from which the maximum hits for the blog have come is from Russia, with a few from Ukraine. Now I call that particularly strange, as I know nobody in Russia, not even one blog friend either. So what do I make of it? Should I hide my blog or something? What are they looking for on my blog? Anyone of you, any ideas/answers?
18 May 2019
Today, the 17th of May, was my mother's birthday. She passed away a few months before her 90th birthday. She would have been 101 today. I miss her when I hear music she would sing, or when I find old movies online, which she loved and had told us about, or when I suddenly can't remember all the words of a song she sang. But I know for sure, she would not have wanted to live till a 101. She waited till my father passed away, more so as he had senile dementia in the last few years of his life, and she felt she had to be there for him and then was more than ready to go. She lived only nine and a half months after my father's death and she went in a flash, the way she had wanted to go. I guess she must have all the music she wants where she's now.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)