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Pushing 4 thousand ...

11 p.m. 30 degrees. Gonna be warmer and sunnier the rest of the week.

Pushing 4 thousand blog views. It's been like pulling teeth. I'm not promoting this blog as I'm already doing 2 blog entries each day. I post the 30dbc prompted entry, then this one I'll add to all day.

Saw 2 long-legged brown dogs about an hour ago. Some call them deer.

Haven't seen robins, but they are here and the sparrows are mating.

Spring is a coming in...

10 a.m. 34 degrees.

Lay in bed too long. I have no schedule at home. I even struggle with mornings when I travel. "Up-n-@-m" may as well be ancient Illyrian.

Broke a cup last night... only lost it's handle. I reuse broken things when I can. Most cups become flower pots. I need to pot my onions. I used the scissors yesterday to snip off green shoots to add to my egg salad. I should eat soup today. Add onion? Drink it from a cup?

Wednesdays = groceries (except milk). On Tuesdays I do an assessment. Bread? Eggs? Sugar? There are many things I only buy on sale... and when they are I buy regardless of whether I have any. Soup is an example. It goes on sale every few months. I stock up on dry goods knowing I'll use them.

Bread can't be stocked up on though.

39 degrees at 2 p.m. and chilly

I didn't go on a walk because I was wearing my suede jacket and there were flakes in the air. Now sunny with flakes shrouding the mountains.

I ate my cream-of-chicken soup with chiken, added some onion greens, dunked a day-old croissant. It's more than enough. Some people are concerned with 'portions'. For me there's only one portion... which is whatever how much is sitting in front of me.

A even had a few salty potato chips today offered by a friend. I don't dare buy them. One bag = one portion.

6:20 p.m., 38 degrees, and still light in the sky.

Alpenglow rests beautiful on white mountains, but much of the snow has melted.

I took a long nap. It felt needed but now I'm groggy. Dunked a cookie in a coffee, so now we'll see.

Just wasted a long comment to a blog entry. The system wouldn't let me post, go back, retrieve... yes, I messaged WDC Support, but I don't have time to play games.

An answer to the QOTD re beach or camping.

Interesting to note how age and health are an issue. They truly are! I stay in hostels but always request a lower bunk and may need to make other choices as I age. Also how beach or mountain people may consider a vacation to the 'other'. On the other hand, I crave the green oceans of the grasslands.

What I'd really prefer is to visit y'all. I should've visited Sonali in India in November '19. Now? Who knows. I've visited WDC folks in England, Sweden, Australia, Romania... and California, Washington, Montana, Iowa and Minnesota. I've had offers to visit Florida and Mississippi. Some day I may get to visit Sarah in Zimbabwe.

But beyond WDC I went to Prague, Czechia because of a Czech I met in Bergen, Norway. I ate supper on Oxford Street in Sydney with an Italian that I had also met in Bergen at the same time. I spent a lovely day in Oslo with a Mexican who lives in Oklahoma that I met in Costa Rica. I visited a family in Gdansk that I met in Oslo. A man from Osaka I've met twice in Tokyo after first meeting him in Gdansk.

And so on and so forth.

Yes, there are lovely mountains. Yes, there are lovely beaches. Yes, there are lovely parks. Yes, there are fabulous museums.

But there are also lovely people ... everywhere in the world.

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