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May 31 to June 6
June 7
June 8
...and we come to the end of the tour to Corsica/France...
our last few hours in the beautiful city of Nice, and a bitter sweet goodbye
as we hopped to the airport and disappeared into the clouds and
memories of time gone by...
June 7
With nearly 1200 photos it is taking some time just to go
through and pick...so here in the the last day and night in Nice (June 2)
are a few more...starting with Cadillacs out of place and a few details of
the Chagall museum.
May 31 to June 6
We have been back only two days, and like always with
journeys far away in exotic lands, it seems it almost never happened. Of
course our friends ask us what it was like, and in a way both Ruth and I are
stuck for an easy answer because it was an experience in a very big
way. The truth is the journey fulfilled the only prerequisite of
worth, ROMANCE AND ADVENTURE.
It was romantic because the south of France and Corsica is
always beautiful and I was with Ruth every moment and she is beautiful. We
saw beauty, ate beauty, drank beauty and breathed beauty.
It was romantic because I saw old friends and we
remembered beauty together.
How can that be not good?
It was an adventure because nothing I planned worked out
the way it was supposed to...it was an adventure because we got soaking wet
and lost on cold streets...it was an adventure because all the ways it had
once been had changed to something else...it was adventure because at times
we wondered if we would ever get home with our skin or a nickel between us.
It was an adventure because it changed our lives in ways
yet to be seen.
In three weeks I took 1178 photographs. Thank God for the
digital revolution which spares the expensive and painful process of having
at least stupid 500 photographs that no one will ever look at once.
I am not sure how many are actually good photos, but at
least here are the last bunch that WRAP the journey...I will try to condense
the display and explain in a minor way in the June blog page coming up in a
week or so, but for now make up your own stories...and I will add a few more
as I get to this day, but now it is time to wake Ruth with a cup of coffee
and give her big kiss...
Just for fun, Ruth and I went by the Texas Cadillac Ranch last August, and I
thought they would look good transplanted...
And of course when in Nice there is the Matisse and
Chagall Museums...what surprised me was they did not mind people taking
photos...something that never can be done in American museums.
May 30
So it is only two days left and it is raining like the
proverbial...well, I guess our one day at the beach was really good...maybe
next time...so...to take advantage of the soaking weather we spent 5 hours
in the car to get to the famous site of Filatosa. Because of the rain,
it felt and looked more like Ireland than Corsica. See for your self below
and maybe I will get around to it someday to explain all that you are
seeing...
May 29
And yet more pictures...a tour to the villages of Peri (of
which Ruth can not wait to tell a story) and to the village of Carbuccia,
where I was registered when I lived in Corsica
May 27
A day of activity...cleaned the pool in the morning,
painted a small wall in the afternoon and had dinner with Ruth and several
cats in the evening...Ruth is going to try and smuggle one kitten home if I
don't stop her...
May 26
Palmenti Farm in Basteliccacia, Corsica
To say the least...it has been an adventure...more
explained later but for now, just a few photos of up to our arrival on the
farm...
Of course many of the photos will not mean anything
to to anyone other than people who are in them or people who know who the
people in them...so be it, here is another batch of our time in Corsica...
May 14
I am nearly at the end of the first week's mural
workshop in Las Cruces, working with a group of 12 AmeriCorps volunteers.
Below are some of the images they have come up with.
The AmeriCorps Ceramic Mural Project began May 12, 2008. The
group is composed of 12 artists from around the USA. They are college graduates
who have volunteered for one year to work in Alma d'Arte Charter High School,
Las Cruces, New Mexico.
Part of their program is to initiate community arts projects
and community development .
The graphic charts (2 & 3) are scale to the walls shown of
photo 1.
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MAY 9
Ruth says it is unfair that I am always publishing
pictures of her that she thinks are unflattering. Personally I always like
the way she looks, but to make her feel better I agreed to show the mug
shots she made of me...
Only two days left before I split to Las Cruces, only nine
days before we journey to Corsica, so instead of continuing to build I have
started the cleanup. That is a wrap for the moment, until
August...
And now we are ready for the END TIME, being we have every
kind of vehicle to roll away...in fact Ruth wants to name the camping
trailer, "WAY OUT."
MAY 7
The last days work of the THRONE ROOM and now almost to
the OFFICE...
1. Fuzzy helps me plumb. 2. I need help. 3.
The sink installed. 5. The Tub installed.. 6. The Door to Office is
opened.
MAY 6
This month is so full, I will not have the opportunity to
update this BLOG as I have over the last 18 months...and once I am in
Corsica I don't know there will be internet connections at the farm, so....
As for this week, it is jam-packed, and to take the time
to put these words of apology of communication cut-off is dull---but sorry.
MAY 3
The old cliché if it is not one thing it is another
or as we used to say in the army, it's a FUBAR (vets
know what that means) seems to be the rule around here at the moment...after
a week with the plumber Eden who did magnificent work, we get the bat tub
hooked up (ALL EXCITEMENT) plus the toilet and the shower. WOW, what a
perfect world!.
BUT...first we find out we can't get the water heater we
want without the county inspector's approval...hmmm...perhaps that is not a
good idea, so then we decide to keep with the old electric 30 gallon tank...
This is where it pays to think ahead.
The bath tub we bought holds nearly 90 gallons.
So we ran our first tub last night and discovered the hot
water ran out after three inches of water in the tub, and two inches
below the whirlpool jets.
That is a FUBAR.
I turned the heat up and we will run another tub this
morning, and hope a miracle happens.
Anyway...here is the THRONE ROOM in its present
construction.
1. The new THRONE ROOM door. 2. 90 Gallon tub. 3. New
shower and laundry space. 4. The THRONE. 5. View from the tub.
Here is Ruth at our favorite Mexican restaurant. She is
looking at the list of bills the THRONE ROOM is costing.
MAY 2
If you have ever owned a pet, cat, dog or any, and you
loved them with all your heart, then you can understand how one feels when
an old friend dies.
Sparky the cat, who was in Ruth's life for 18 years, died
last night, sometime after midnight.
The good thing was he was active and hungry up to four days ago, then he
suddenly went off food, and went into an abstract but peaceful mode. He
never made a noise accept a slight purr when we petted him.
Ruth and I watched and talked to him until last evening when his
legs gave out, and he stared into space with no response.
We knew his time had come. Even though his yowling for food sometimes
annoyed me, I grew to love the old man very much in the last two years and
I miss his presence much.
We buried Sparky this morning at 10 AM.
He lays next to three of the best friends I ever had, Rose, Piccolo and
Little Pal.
Some may think I am a sick puppy, but way back when "Sparky" first
arrived I thought he made a fine character for a new famous CAT
STORY. Below is the beginning.
1. The Real Hero 2. The Story board. 3. The Cover 4.
Page 1 5. Page 2 6. Page 3 7. Page 4 8. Page 5
Somehow now, I must finish what was started just to honor the old dude
and of course insert his legacy of other cats...
MAY 1, 2008
Today on the news, "workers rioting around the world."
Later on BBC I hear about the "Food Crisis around the world and soaring
prices" of wheat, grains and just about everything that is moved from
place to the other.
So with that, I wish you a cheery May Day.
As for us, the plumbing and electricity is finally done
for the new bathroom.
I hope we get a few months use out of it before the world
implodes...
