Well, finally. Blogger has deigned to upload a photograph. It's been so dreary here for the past few days that I have been trying to add solace to my blog and life with this rose from the Willamette University (Oregon) garden.
Power outage for eight hours last night due to winds of 64 mph, or so the power company recording self-righteously stated. Seriously, I am grateful to the folks who worked all night to get it back on -- even if our lights and tv did all come on at about midnight, just as we had finally settled under a huge pile of comforters in anticipation of waking to a very, very cold house. I was also enjoying the reading-by-candlelight experience.
Anyone who asked for the link to my other blog and has not received it -- I know who you are but not how to find you. I need real email addresses! You can use the email address found in my profile. I was about to give up on that blog which no one reads, but just exactly one second before the power went out yesterday, I figured out how to enlarge the images. So I am temporarily happy once again.
In the process of fooling around with the other blog, I found a whole backlog of photos that reminded me of other entries and other times. I might suddenly dump some of them in here.
The election is almost over, right? America at its worst when we should be at our best. If I see one single more snippet about the supposed evils of gay marriage, I am going to sign my name in blood to a committment to never, ever, ever again even listen to a Republican candidate on any topic whatsoever. I will still read David Brooks, whom I adore, but that will be as far as I go.
We had the MOST AMAZING sunrise this morning, which of course I saw due to the time change, and now the brightest sun -- remember sun? -- is streaming down across what few yellow leaves are left after the, yes, we know, 64 mph, winds yesterday. And Greig's Peer Gynt Suite just blared out of the clock radio, which is under the impression that it is now 5:30 am or something. I need to get outta here.