64 years ago today I scrubbed the kitchen floor on my hands and knees and had spaghetti for dinner. Why do I remember such trivial things? Because 64 years ago today my first son was born.
Dennis Mitchell Chadd
June 16, 1958
Left us - June 4, 2021
I'm still trying to get in walks now and then when it cools down enough at night. Last week one day I got out before the sun rose. Really nice then. 
Just a few pictures from that walk. Also did make it out there this morning too. But went later - way too hot by the time I got home. The sun starting to peak over the mountain and hitting the trees.
A new little pond behind the brush.
The cat tails waving in the wind.
A great big lump of a rock. Maybe sand at one time.
Desert mistletoe in the trees.
Just enjoying a swim.
Part of the walk around one of the bigger ponds.
Got our new Dish TV receiver up and running yesterday. Still has a few minor glitches that I have to call them about to help me fix. But was easier than I thought it would be. We could not get any of our recorded movies and series off the old receiver - guess the hard drive was really crashed.
2 comments:
Thanks for sharing that memory with us Carol.
(This is Nancy and Doug. Not sure why I show as anonymous now on your blog)
Thank you. The first year is the hardest. Though they never get easy.
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