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Why Do I Write This Blog???

The easiest (and probably the most honest) answer to that question is: I don't know. It all started in the summer of 2005, when I went to Crawford, Texas ( a.k.a. the home of the prez's ranch, a.k.a. the home of Camp Casey) to support Cindy Sheehan. I wanted the world to know that, contrary to what one could read in the mainstream media, the peace movement was alive and well and large numbers of Americans did not support the war in Iraq. I wanted people to know that thousands of Americans were willing to travel to Texas and tolerate the heat, humidity, and bugs in order to support a grieving mother whose new purpose was to shine a light on the lies that led to the war and to bring home our troops so that no other mother would have to know the pain that she felt.

Over time, this blog has become more of an exploration of who I am, my spirituality, and how life works. I love life's complexities, exploring the shades of gray. I want to, as Rainier Maria Rilke said,

"Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books that are now written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps you will then gradually, without noticing it, live along some distant day into the answer."

Maybe my blog is just one big question about what is needed in order for people to take the time to love and cherish each other and our earth. Maybe someday, I will "live along some distant day into the answer."

In the meantime, thank you for joining me on my journey. I welcome you to share yours with me

 

Sunday, July 13, 2008

What We Did On Our Summer Vacation

We're back! There's no place like home, Toto! Buddha (the dog) was squealy happy to see us when we walked in the door last night. We took him on a hike this morning - ahhhhhh, back to hiking in our favorite spots, breathing in the dry Colorado air.

Our trip was perfect. We were totally spoiled by the in-laws and got to see the in-law clan, food everywhere was excellent, and the sights were stunning.

Here is where we stayed for two nights in Maine:



This was one of the views from our room:

It doesn't get much prettier than that!



Serene architecture at Popham Beach:



Fort Popham (You can read about its history if you click on its name. I'm not much of one for caring too much about fort stories):




The water in the area was full of buoys marking the location of lobster traps. Here is a man setting his traps (she writes as the B52s' song, Rock Lobster, tramples through her head):



I took the two photos above as we toured the harbor on a little harbor cruise. Unfortunately, we didn't get to see much wildlife -just some cormorants and a nest with some ospreys in it. The captain asked for two of the strongest passengers to help with things, so here is a photo of me and my mother-in-law as we helped fight the mighty seas:

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posted by Carol at 11:22 AM


4 Comments:

Blogger Sometimes Saintly Nick said...

Welcome back, Carol! Looking at those photos I really don’t know if I’d want to leave that beauty and majesty.

8:13 PM  
Blogger Carol said...

Thanks Nick!

It IS beautiful. Maybe I'd be more tempted to stay if Buddha and my own bed were there. From what I've heard, though, I'd be gone real fast by the time winter hit.

9:14 PM  
Blogger Sometimes Saintly Nick said...

Carol, it sounds like the traditional American “where to live/vacation” choice: mountains or seaside. Strangely, no one seems to put living in an allergen-infested river valley as I do on the list!

There is a really neat joke about living on the New England coast in winter. I’ll have to think a while about it so I don’t mess up the punch line.

5:56 AM  
Blogger Carol said...

Well, Nick, I guess it's a good thing that jobs are located all over the place so that people are forced to live in less-than-ideal places. I have to believe that most people choose their place to live because of income opportunities (or family), and once they are there, they develop community so they're stuck there.

I'm looking forward to reading your winter joke!

7:47 AM  

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