IT HAS BEEN ONE MONTH, ONE DAY, AND TWENTY HOURS SINCE ………………..


Today I went to the railroad museum, where I do volunteer work as a machinist – well, I used to work. What I am actually doing is “teaching”  the trade to anyone who will put up with me. I choose to go there today in the hope that I would be able to string together a few hours in which I would be absorbed by my “work” and not be so sad all day long. Brian and I were able to finish an airbrake test fixture that we have been trying to complete for at least two years. In that sense it worked ok, that is, when I was absorbed with the work, I was ok. Otherwise, not so ok. What did me in was the unexpected and beautiful display of California poppies along the freeway. They were blooming in perfusion greater than I have ever seen in that section of Interstate 15, about 7 miles west of Lake Elsinore. The hills are covered by the deep green of the grass which serves as a perfect background for the bright orange color of the poppies. It is truly a sight to behold. Judging from the two mile long “looky-loo” slowdown on both sides of the freeway, there were a lot of people who were “beholding” the display today. Patty would have been greatly pleased by the poppy display and that scenario played thru my mind every time I was not actively engaged in my work with Brian. It is just something I am going to live with for the rest of my life, so I better find a way to cope with those kind of thoughts. I guess that I am going to find out if there is any truth to the old saying: “time heals all wounds”.

One response to this post.

  1. Posted by Susan Johnson on March 12, 2017 at 10:35 am

    Beautiful!

    Reply

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