Showing posts from February, 2015

RIP Leonard Nimoy: His last Tweet

A life is like a garden. Perfect moments can be had, but not preserved, except in memory. LLAP
— Leonard Nimoy (@TheRealNimoy) February 23, 2015

Tuesday Freewrite

I have not done one of these in a very long time. So, I am watching the clock and typing non-stop for fifteen minutes. 

I think I needed the extra day to be mostly by myself. I was gone from Wednesday to Sunday on a snowshoe/cross-country ski trip to Idaho with Debbie, and her husband Ralph. It was beautiful at a Yurt 7600 feet up and above a cute little lodge out of Ketchum called Galena. We drove all day on Wednesday through the beautiful Columbia Gorge and Eastern Oregon. I love that drive. It never gets old, and I have not done it for a few years (2011 was the last time). Thursday we packed up and headed to Galena Lodge. It took most of the day. We had two sleds and two backpacks and went up to the "Star's Perch" Yurt. It holds eight people, but there were only four of us. We slept pretty well except the middle of the night potty breaks which Debbie made hilariously funny.  We ate well too (Soup and rolls on Thursday night).  On Friday we got up and went to a trail th…