A Treat

              Yesterday we, here at the Commons, were treated to a concert.

There was plenty of social distancing, some of the residents had on masks but I didn't see any gloves which I truly think is more important than the masks.

Each resident walked out on their floor to the railing surrounding the courtyard. Some brought chairs. I just stood leaning against a post and enjoyed tunes from the '40-'60s. There was some dancing going on, some toe tapping. We were just thrilled to be out of our apartments.

Here's a good friend of mine enjoying the music. 

Rocking Days

I am just hanging out in my nightgown...


Doing nothing...


I could so get used to this. 

Book or Blog? That is the Question!

I couldn't go to sleep last night!

I was just dozing off when this idea hit my brain and I was done for.

I'd posted a couple weeks ago, on facebook, a post about our living on Midway Island and it caught people's attention. There's not a heck of a whole lot of people who can say they have ever been to Midway, much less lived there.

Living there for 18 months certainly was an opportunity of a lifetime. I just wish I had realized it at the time. But, I was young, busy taking care of three youngsters and to me that island was just sand and birds. Most of my photographs are of the children! Grandmother back home in Alabama was missing her little babies. So, I sent pictures. It never occurred to me that some day I'd wish I'd taken a whole lot more and of other things.

But, there were reasons I didn't. First of all, film cost money and we didn't have much to spare. And, colored film had to be for special occassions.

And, then there was the developing. More money. And, if you made a boo-boo taking a picture. Too bad. It still cost you an arm and a leg. When a roll of film was finished I'd take it down to the exchange and they'd send it to Honolulu for processing. When the prints were done, they would lie there until a plane was headed back toward Midway. It was such a trial.

I heard that one of the wives had set up a dark room in their apartment. So, she developed a lot of my pictures.

But, I've gotten off the path here

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I thought I ought to write about our life on Midway. Not just little short facebook posts but a whole blog, maybe. Or .... even better.... a book.

Of course, I couldn't go to sleep. What to do? What to do? Not like I don't have a kazillion other projects I need to finish. Oh well. I'll figure it all out. 

The Comments Are Back!!!

                                    Have you seen this graphic?

After what just happened to me with my  'comments' being missing, I may just be too old for blogging!

I don't know what fixed it, but with help from my blogging buddies and a bunch of poking around it's fine now. 

So, how are all of you doing?

Beside fighting with Blogger, I've been doing great. I have to admit that I sort of like this staying at home, doing what I please.. 

But, let me tell you, it's scary when you are told that your eldest daughter may possibly have a mild case of Covid. And, the youngest daughter lives in New York, for gosh sakes. Enough to scare the stuffing out of a body. 

To move on to other things. I mean, we can dwell on the fear but life is going on.

I was happy as I could be to have an amaryllis bulb (which I thought was dead) give me the most delightful blossoms to brighten my days. 

I hope this brightens yours as well.

A Shout-Out

I'm sending a shout-out to all my friends from my balcony, 

Hope everyone is doing fine. 

Where Am I?

 Okay, folks... I don't know what's up but I am getting NO traffic on my blog. 

It's been that way since I got those anonymous nasty comments and I changed my setting off public. I got nothing. Changed it back to public... nothing, no comments, no traffic. 

                                               Am I still here?