March 24, 2007, 2:58 pm
The beauty of being in a mud puddle with tornadic activity is having the freedom of......moving on.....& that's what I'm fixin' to do. I'm in Albuquerque, been here before in a car, love it....but will come back at another better-weather time. Don't have Internet at my park and phone hardly works so......I'm at a shopping center doing laundry.....muddy towels etc. and surprise surprise am able to get on line. So.....checking weather and places to stay. I have a couple comments from "rvscrapbook friends" so won't be able to get back to you til I'm in a wi-fi friendly environment. bye for now...gm
...time to write a country song.....
May 20, 2007, 7:09 pm
hellooooooooo.......from Memphis-Graceland RV Park & Campground......was going to just "walk over to Graceland today from the park......when I realized it was getting very hot in my RV. Air was on but it was blowing hot air...It's Sunday! Decided I could not leave my baby "TaZzi" in this heat. So glad I didn't leave any earlier. It was 97 (inside RV most of the day). I kept us sprayed with cold water and bandanas around our heads & necks. We are surrounded by trees and are actually parked in the shade...a blessing. Tomorrow supposed to go to National Civil Rights Museum (where Martin Luther King was assissinated).
Tomorrow I will decide what to do. I know AC must get fixed .... can't imagine what it could be.
Just left from a great visit to Shilo in Monroe.... seeing poor sick Anne.....but blogger_Debb wasn't sick so we hung out a bit and took tons of pictures to show you all.
Now, isn't this stuff of country songs? I'm too hot to write one, now!
Tomorrow I will decide what to do. I know AC must get fixed .... can't imagine what it could be.
Just left from a great visit to Shilo in Monroe.... seeing poor sick Anne.....but blogger_Debb wasn't sick so we hung out a bit and took tons of pictures to show you all.
Now, isn't this stuff of country songs? I'm too hot to write one, now!
exploring...dreaming....discovering
March 18, 2007, 12:30 am
Have you found, as I have, that many of our destinations are different from our intended ones? Each journey has brought its own surprises and challenges and detours and, happily, new sets of friends.
As I make my way along this path, I think with amazement of all the individual journeys that have brought me to this point. This point of such freedom and pleasure and frivolity and adventure................
I've left good friends behind, but not in spirit! I am honored by them as we remain in touch (TG for email). I am honored to count you as my online friends through our RV Scrapbook Club. I know that we will cross paths somewhere in our travels. You all contribute to making my life so much richer.
From Benson, AR, I leave for New Mexico, then Texas, then Louisiana. I sum this blog up with this quote from - Miriam Beard...."Travel is more than the seeing of sights; it is a change that goes on, deep and permanent, in the ideas of living."
peace to you all.....gypsy mama
Have you found, as I have, that many of our destinations are different from our intended ones? Each journey has brought its own surprises and challenges and detours and, happily, new sets of friends.
As I make my way along this path, I think with amazement of all the individual journeys that have brought me to this point. This point of such freedom and pleasure and frivolity and adventure................
I've left good friends behind, but not in spirit! I am honored by them as we remain in touch (TG for email). I am honored to count you as my online friends through our RV Scrapbook Club. I know that we will cross paths somewhere in our travels. You all contribute to making my life so much richer.
From Benson, AR, I leave for New Mexico, then Texas, then Louisiana. I sum this blog up with this quote from - Miriam Beard...."Travel is more than the seeing of sights; it is a change that goes on, deep and permanent, in the ideas of living."
peace to you all.....gypsy mama
BLOG = weB LOG......A Journey is Like a Marriage....
January 11, 2007, 9:50 pm
"A Journey is Like a Marriage...........The certain way to be wrong is to think you control it." -- John Steinbeck ....
As I begin my journey next week with my dog, TaZzi....I contemplate on so much.................
Freedom is the word that comes up most! What freedom there is in giving everything away, selling my house, buying my Class B Leisure Travel Van, retiring from a job I've loved for 25 years, leaving friends and family I care deeply about....
& to head on a journey not to go anywhere but to go for travel's sake.....to move.....
for the adventure....for a new way of seeing things....for treasured memories....for the delight of the pilgrimage....for no fixed plans....for the journey not the arrival...
Our world is a wonderful world full of beauty and adventure. I will keep my eyes wide opened........
& measure my journey in friends.....not miles...........
I opened with Steinbeck ~ I close with Helen Keller....
"Life is either a daring adventure ... or nothing."
....laughing all the way......when I'm not crying......
"A Journey is Like a Marriage...........The certain way to be wrong is to think you control it." -- John Steinbeck ....
As I begin my journey next week with my dog, TaZzi....I contemplate on so much.................
Freedom is the word that comes up most! What freedom there is in giving everything away, selling my house, buying my Class B Leisure Travel Van, retiring from a job I've loved for 25 years, leaving friends and family I care deeply about....
& to head on a journey not to go anywhere but to go for travel's sake.....to move.....
for the adventure....for a new way of seeing things....for treasured memories....for the delight of the pilgrimage....for no fixed plans....for the journey not the arrival...
Our world is a wonderful world full of beauty and adventure. I will keep my eyes wide opened........
& measure my journey in friends.....not miles...........
I opened with Steinbeck ~ I close with Helen Keller....
"Life is either a daring adventure ... or nothing."
....laughing all the way......when I'm not crying......
...Me & Phoebe McGee.....
written in July 2006 with my grandchildren in mind!
Me & Phoebe McGee........sang to tune of me and bobbie mcgee
Lyin wait in Santa Cruz
Longin' to become sane
And feelin near as faded as my years
Wonderin when I'd wake up without tears
Then one night it happened
And I woke up with my dream
I heard the yearnings of my longtime plight
Next mornin it was shoppin time
For my new home on the road
Watch out here we come for Phoebe McGee
chorus
Ohhh...Freedom's just another word for nothin left to lose
Nothin don't mean nothin hon when your grandkids go oh no
And feelin good wasn't easy Lord, cuz oh I love them so
But now it's time for me to stop singin the blues
They had the very best of me
And I shared the secrets of my soul
Through all kinds of turmoil it was cold
Yeah I tried to keep them from some sadder days
But one morning who knows when that all slipped away
I knew that they were lookin for that home and I hope
they'll find
What I've found and don't want them to deny
repeat chorus
But I wouldn't trade o' my tomorrows
for one single yesterday
To be holding all those grandkids next to me
In my new home I call Phoebe McGee
And with my sweet lil dog named TaZzi
We're travelin just as free as we can be
Lord, I call them my grandkids, I call them my loves
I call them my friends, did the best I could do
Hey, now Phoebe, how now TaZ
Hey, hey, hey, Phoebe McGee, Lord!
optional....
la da da ~la da da da la da da de de de da
la da da da la da la da Phoebe McGee, yeah
Me & Phoebe McGee........sang to tune of me and bobbie mcgee
Lyin wait in Santa Cruz
Longin' to become sane
And feelin near as faded as my years
Wonderin when I'd wake up without tears
Then one night it happened
And I woke up with my dream
I heard the yearnings of my longtime plight
Next mornin it was shoppin time
For my new home on the road
Watch out here we come for Phoebe McGee
chorus
Ohhh...Freedom's just another word for nothin left to lose
Nothin don't mean nothin hon when your grandkids go oh no
And feelin good wasn't easy Lord, cuz oh I love them so
But now it's time for me to stop singin the blues
They had the very best of me
And I shared the secrets of my soul
Through all kinds of turmoil it was cold
Yeah I tried to keep them from some sadder days
But one morning who knows when that all slipped away
I knew that they were lookin for that home and I hope
they'll find
What I've found and don't want them to deny
repeat chorus
But I wouldn't trade o' my tomorrows
for one single yesterday
To be holding all those grandkids next to me
In my new home I call Phoebe McGee
And with my sweet lil dog named TaZzi
We're travelin just as free as we can be
Lord, I call them my grandkids, I call them my loves
I call them my friends, did the best I could do
Hey, now Phoebe, how now TaZ
Hey, hey, hey, Phoebe McGee, Lord!
optional....
la da da ~la da da da la da da de de de da
la da da da la da la da Phoebe McGee, yeah
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