The First Day

Today my youngest started the first day of his last year of high school.  I dropped him off and by 7:30 a.m. had parked my car at the mall and headed out for my first walk since returning to Kuwait two weeks ago.

You can see just how hazy it was but as I walked along for an hour and a half, it started to clear off some.

I did realize, however, that until the weather cools down, an hour is about all I can really handle.

This was the temperature on the way home at 3:00 p.m. when I picked my senior boy up from school.

That translates to 122 F folks.

Way too hot for me.

Happy end of month,

A Day in Denver

From New Orleans we flew to Denver to begin our three week road trip with the college boy.  My youngest and I stayed overnight and I must say, we saw more wildlife there than we did the entire week and a half we were in Louisiana and Mississippi.

 

 

 

 

And this was all just in walking distance of our hotel.

Aurora is a suburb of Denver and is an excellent place to stay if you are in the area.  Close to the airport and downtown, with restaurants within walking distance from the hotels.

We went downtown for lunch but it began to rain so we cut our visit there short.

Denver is always a nice little stopover before all the driving begins.

Next we meet up with my college boy.

Have a great day!

Marvel at the Moon

When I told my youngest son that I was going out to take pictures of the moon, his response was "like you haven't seen that before."  

(He said the same thing when I took tons of pictures of bees this summer.)

And when my husband called while I was out and I told him what I was doing, his response was "You and the moon." 

So  my family thinks I'm crazy.

I'm okay with that.

As Briony of Crafty Cats Corner commented on my previous post ...

We should never be blase about nature, it is just simply the most wonderful thing. Every leaf, flower, bird etc has its place in the world and should be appreciated.

For most people, we often marvel at the beauty of a sunrise or the magnificence of a full moon, but it is impossible to fathom the magnitude of the universe that surrounds us.

Richard H. Baker

Have a good night!

Painted Sky

The rich fire of the orange sunset gloriously announces

the coming night.

(Susan S. Florence)

Before heading to Denver, we stayed overnight with my dear friend Angela in New Orleans again.  The evening we arrived, we headed to the store for some refreshments and upon returning home, were greeted with this beautiful sunset just over the levee at the end of her street.

The very same levee that flooded during Katrina and displaced so many, including Angela.

 

 Needless to say, I rushed up the hill with my camera to get the full view.  Angela was laughing at how awestruck I was.  She said they see sunsets like that all the time and take them for granted.

There's a sunrise and a sunset every single day, and they're absolutely free. Don't miss so many of them.

Jo Walton

Where you see the wood sticking up from the water, there used to be little weekend fishing shacks that have never been rebuilt.

Peaches did a happy little dance for us as we watched the sunset sky,

A reminder to be joyful and savor every moment.

Blessings,

My Birth State

Even though I was born in Mississippi, I don't consider it "home".  We moved away when I was in 2nd grade and only returned to visit family during the holidays.   My childhood was spent bouncing back and forth between Texas and Louisiana every three years because of my dad's job in the oilfield business.

I do still have a cousin in the town where I was born.  She and her husband bought the property our great grandparents owned and are building a house.

My mom and brother live a short distance away in Hattiesburg which is the home of the University of Southern Mississippi where they both graduated from.

Every single night, my brother feeds all of the feral cats on campus.  They all have names and they all know him.  Some even follow him around as he goes about filling bowls with food and water.  We always had cats growing up and now we are both feeding feral cats in our respective communities. 

 I always enjoy doing my own historical walking tour when in small town USA.

The facade of the National Bank of Commerce built in 1895 has been left standing though the building itself is gone.

One day we headed to the Mississippi Gulf Coast, which is where I used to go on weekends to hit the beach during high school.  Ironically, the distance from Slidell, LA to the Gulf Coast is half the distance it is from Hattiesburg, MS.

Since we had to drive over an hour to get to there, we decided to visit Beauvoir, The Jefferson Davis Home.  The last time I was there was with my ex-husband in the mid-80's.

Mississippi doesn't have any major sports teams, but it's obvious which team these homeowners support.

My youngest son thought 5 days in Mississippi was more than enough. 

The next leg of our trip takes us to Colorado to see our college boy.

Have a wonderful Wednesday!