Dreams. Sometimes they’re simple, sometimes complex. Sometimes they come true if you work hard enough, at least that’s what motivational books, speakers and television programs will tell you.
Why doesn’t everyone who drives like me drive the same kind of car I do?
There was an injustice, a wrong that needed righting, and someone had to say something. That someone was you – and though you’re just one person, just a voice, the movement had to start somewhere. And so you took a stand.
At our house, there is a love-hate relationship with email. We hate all the spam and other types of junk that come in. In an entirely different category are the usually fun, funny, and/or interesting messages that friends from around the globe pass along. With only a few exceptions, usually I do not forward those to other people. However, one came in that was good enough that I felt I had to put it in my diary. And here it is.
I did it, friends, aided in no small part by your continued thoughts and prayers, and a friend’s help. I camped in a tent at Pike’s Peak State Park, near McGregor, Iowa, the night of Monday, Sept. 8.
I attended an Albert Lea Audubon Society program recently. The presenter was Darcy Sime of Alden who did a wonderful program on photography. Darcy has had photos in all three "Capture Minnesota" books.
It’s like icing a cake with your hand, they say, and you practiced that wave aplenty when you were young. You never knew when you might find yourself walking down a long stage with roses in your arms and a crown on your head.
Fall is definitely in the air this week and someone reminded me the important thing about that is it reminds us “you know what” will be here soon. It seems a good time to plan ahead for a productive winter, not waiting until we are wondering what to do next.
August was a busy month for me and part of that was due to the fact I had the good fortune to take two different trips. The first weekend of the month, my family celebrated my parents’ 50th wedding anniversary in Dubuque, Iowa, and during the last week of August, I was invited to join my brother and his family on their summer vacation in southwestern South Dakota.
It was two years ago – Sept. 5, 2012 – when my world turned topsy-turvy. A face-first and front-side-down fall of 26 feet into rocks and four inches of water – plus a stroke after surgery was performed in the hospital – started me on a journey I really wouldn’t wish on anyone.
Each time I go for a walk, I see something I’ve never seen before. A backyard is an exotic realm.
The time has come for garden ripe tomatoes. I love the colorful cherry types you can pop into your mouth or the sliced ones served plain or embellished with a bit of basil.
A trip to the corner store started it all. You said, “Go for a ride?” and he nearly exploded. That’s his favorite thing, which makes it your favorite thing and right then, you weren’t sure which moved faster – your vehicle or his tail.