A Late Autumn Walk

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These pictures were taken two years ago, but then got buried in my drafts when I had a bad case of writer’s block and no inspiration.

It was around Thanksgiving 2016. My mom was in Europe with her sister. There wasn’t much to do, so we took a walk.

I don’t have any pictures from that Thanksgiving day, but these pictures remind me of it.

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Thanksgiving is always weird. All of my family lives far away and almost we never spend it with them. On this particular Thanksgiving after we got back from my in-laws house, we went to Waffle House with my sister and then played Minecraft.   That was pretty funny.

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Visiting Family in Holy Sepulchre Cemetery

During my trip to Michigan, I wanted to visit the cemeteries of my relatives. Luckily I unknowingly chose a hotel right in between two main cemeteries where my relatives laid. Unlike the the Southfield Cemetery, the Holy Sepulchre Catholic cemetery was massive and easy to get lost in.

It was an icy November day, and we wandered around the vast place, looking for our family members.  My mom was relying on her memories of running around here when she was little. Her grandparents were caretakers of this place!

This unique group of trees caught our eye and we wandered over. It was the right area!

Someone had placed wreaths at the graves, we wondered who that could have been.

My great great grandfather, who came to Detroit from Austria and worked as a grave-digger in this cemetery.

I’ve always liked wandering around in cemeteries.  There’s something really peaceful about them.  It was even more special to visit a cemetery where my family members were buried. Most of them I’d never met, but had heard plenty of stories about. Others I have some vague memories of, so I was glad to get to visit their graves.

Under the Blue Ridge Parkway

Driving along the Blue Ridge Parkway, we discovered a trail during a stop at an overlook.  The trail weaved through and around giant boulders, and followed the path of the Blue Ridge Parkway, underneath the busy scenic road.

This stretch of the Blue Ridge Parkway road is the Linn Cove Viaduct, which wraps around the base of grandfather mountain and was the final piece of the parkway to be completed. The viaduct structure was needed to avoid cutting into the rocky base of the mountain and disturbing the natural habit.

One of the things I love most about exploring the mountains, are the interesting places we stumble upon, like this trail we never knew existed.  I can’t wait to go back and follow the trail further.

Just Off the Desert Road

Just a few turns off the interstate, in the vast open desert, abandoned towns and buildings sit.

Free to explore, there are no fences or barriers.  No one else is even in sight.

The sun was setting over this forgotten little campground. A place where people probably spent many fun summer vacations, now overgrown on a cold day in early March.

There are so many little things to discover in the desert, just off the interstate.

Panda, the Cat that Loved Halloween

Two Halloweens in a row, we were joined by a great cat named Panda.

As we gathered on the porch to wait for Trick-or-Treaters, Panda walked right up to join in the fun.  At one point, he snagged an entire mini doughnut off someone’s plate and ate it like a pig. What a great cat.

Sadly though, Panda and his family moved away last year.  I hope wherever he is, he will have a wonderful Halloween!

Weekly Journal: Halloween Crazies

My medicine seems to be helping a lot, although there are still some sad days and some stressed days.  Taking walks is always a great way to feel better though. Especially during this time of year!

I continued to work on my costume all week and ended up having to finish it a day earlier than planned since the date of the Halloween party downtown we were going to got changed. But despite being rushed, my jacket turned out pretty great!

I was relieved to see the cross I had ordered which was shipping from Ukraine was supposed to be delivered that day. However, when I got home all that was waiting for me in the mailbox was a note saying it couldn’t be delivered because I wasn’t there to sign for it. Boo!  But then after being disappointed for a few minutes, I somehow became crazy enough to venture out into the rain, in search of the mailman.  I found his truck on the next street over but no sight of him. I waited in my car, rain pouring down, feeling really creepy.  The longer I waited the crazier I felt. I was just about to race away when I finally saw the mailman! I ran out in the rain and he eventually gave me my battered package which had somehow ripped open. He then accidentally dropped it into a puddle.  But luckily the cross was safe in a zip lock bag!

I still can’t believe I stalked the Mailman.

It’s been a crazy Halloween filled few days!