We left Southern California on Monday morning at 4am. We wanted to avoid the 15 traffic through Riverside as much as possible. Sunday afternoon we did all laundry, showers, and packed up. 3am came fast, but we were motivated to finally be gone from the RV park and onto our new adventure. We made good… Continue reading 1st Week Of Boondocking
It’s Tuesday evening. As I look out my bedroom window, I see pine trees, lots of pine cones, and spattering’s of small green shrubbery all around me. It is a chilly, breezy mid-June day. Too windy to be sitting outside enjoying our beautiful location. So, in the RV I sit and write while my husband… Continue reading My New Life
It’s the memories that matter. Not the stuff. Painting over the growth chart on the wall was a huge step for me, and I did that myself as a way to help let go of this current season of life. My home is becoming just a house.
A must see feature of this hike is taking the side trail to The Airplane Monument. In Memory of Col. F. C. Marshall and 1st Lt. C. L. Webber who fell at this spot on December 7, 1922. Their 12 cylinder engine is permanently mounted in stone.
You see…I lost my voice. And I didn’t just lose my voice, but most importantly, I lost myself too. It happened so gradually and covertly that I didn’t even really notice. And when I finally did notice, I was surprised! God and my family were not.
Hiking Holly 