It’s funny…I travelled way out west….and every once in awhile I would feel like I was being followed….and indeed I was….I took a tiny hike with my daughter-in-law……turned around and saw that she had been ambushed….
Not too long after recovering from the shock of seeing my daughter-in-law with a tutu perched atop her head, I was by myself, surrounded by the quiet of the frozen, beautiful landscape of the valley…I was taking pictures and I decided on the shot that I wanted and fired away… as I took the shot, I thought I saw something just to the left side of me moving…as I checked the image that I had captured, I SAW A PINK TUTU IN THE IMAGE!! I am SURE that it was NOT there right before I took the shot !!!
If you want a really terrifying look at a pink tutu incident..look at the following image…if not just look away!!!!!!!! (The image is stretched a little and looks really weird, but what can I say…consider the subject matter)
While staying in Missoula, I stayed at the C’mon Inn….just a half block from the Rocky Mountain Elk Foundation building…..imagine my surprise when I drove by early one morning and I found the majestic Elk statue in front of the building sporting a pink tutu!! No wonder I love Elk…..
AND NOW FOR SOMETHING MORE SERIOUS AND AWESOME…a friend sent me a video….an award winning video about Elk that is involved with, of all places…the Rocky Mountain Elk Foundation…which as I said before was right near where I stayed…I’ve been there several times..I LOVE this video…It really touches my heart and inspires me….during my visit to Missoula, I kept seeing hats, magnets, etc. with the saying, “The mountains are calling, and I must go”….throughout my adult life,I keep hearing the mountains whisper to me….and hopefully, if I’m lucky..I will go, yet again.
If this is still displaying a link, please click on it to watch something wonderful…
I’m still dreaming of the West…
Don’t wake me…
I’m dreaming of the west again…..this particular place lingers.
So climb on the plane with me…and let’s go back.
I’ve watched some videos recently that have been posted
about the tragedy that affected Japan just one year ago.
All one can think is: how fragile life is, how fragile life is.
How strong love is.
I have the highest respect for the survivors of this disaster and
the courage they display is beyond remarkable. The looks in the
eyes of those who were immediately affected that day…the
courage it takes for some to go on..I am humbled and wishing that
the sympathy and love that you feel in your heart for them could
go directly to their hearts…so that they could truly know that
others feel their pain, and wish they could take that pain away.
This blog entry was supposed to share some images with you that I
love. They are from moments in my life that I will always cherish.
The videos of Japan are a HUGE reminder to cherish those we love,
the good moments that we have, the blessings as we’re granted
another day to fill with love and hopefully laughter.
The last picture is of “Mama”, the star of my book…she is no longer
She will have a piece of my heart for ever and ever.
Here are some of my moments.