This morning, our phones beeped and we discovered Jamison had sent us our traditional first day of school pictures. We’re so proud!
I wonder how many more years I’ll get to do this. Not too many more, I’d bet.
Once a new year arrives, we love to visit Cannon Beach. This year we didn’t make it until the thirteenth day of the year. We’ve made it earlier in years past.
What a beautiful day it was! Blue skies, light breezes, and temps over 60. We started with hot drinks then walked to the rock. The tide was way out, the farthest we’ve ever seen. We met a few doggies on our stroll, including an amiable black lab sporting a GoPro on his back. I’d love to see his videos.
The sun reflected off the windows on the bluffs, forming shafts of light through the faint mist.
Then we waited with the others for the sun to drop behind the Needles.
Every day at the beach is a great day — and this one was extra special!
At the end of every year, I review the pictures I’ve posted here and choose my favorites.
The pics are in chronological order — this was my year.
Here’s my favorite animation from the year.
Do you have a favorite?
The pics are from the following posts:
We have a family tradition of visiting Cannon Beach the first weekend around New Year’s Day. With kids scattered around, we might break the tradition this year.
Instead, with most in town this weekend to get our Christmas tree, we made a quick visit to Cannon Beach today, walking to the rock and greeting all the doggies on the way. With light winds and temperatures in the 50’s, it was beautiful!
Because we can’t have too many cute doggie pics on the internet, here’s another one.
I think she misses me. She looks like she misses me. Maybe it’s just me missing her. Love you, Gilly! ;-)
Thanks Missy for sending me the picture to brighten my day. I U!
Update. Ashley sees my post and sends me another picture of Gilly on the same couch.1 I think she’s looking to see if I’m coming in the door. I’m sorry to disappoint her… ;-)
Thanks, Ashley. I U 2!2
Six months ago I sat on the bed where my mom lay. I told her I loved her and was so glad that she was my mom. I gave her a hug and a kiss. And I went downstairs to play the music she had set out on the piano while the hospice nurse remained.
I hope she felt the love that filled her home.
I am thankful I had visited recently and had been able to take so many business trips to visit Folsom and spend the nights at mom’s and dad’s place. I am thankful for others who had also been around her, giving her support and their love.
I’m still figuring out how to live without mom.