Today was a short day for me. I'd put in a few extra hours on Tuesday which allowed me to finish my work early enough to attend a genealogy meeting in town. It's been months since I last attended and I've missed them.
The people who show up each month are some of the most knowledgable people I know. You can ask them about any family in the area and if they don't know the history, they can point you to someone who does.
Most of them could write fascinating books about local history, though few of them have. They carry their knowledge around in dog eared binders and in their heads.
After the meeting I headed home. When I looked at my steps for the day, I shook my head. I hadn't moved much.
So, I put on my walking shoes and woke Caillou the wonder dog from a deep sleep and we headed out to put some steps on my band.
This morning my windshield had a curtain of frost that I scraped off with my insurance card, but by this afternoon, clear skies and a warm sun made the walk pleasant.
After my band buzzed saying I'd reached my goal, I sat on a hay bale to cool off before heading inside.
The setting sun had dipped below the horizon leaving a sky full of clouds the color of orange sherbet.
I snapped a picture, but something was lost between lens and picture. I guess you'll have to take my word that it was a beautiful sky.
The people who show up each month are some of the most knowledgable people I know. You can ask them about any family in the area and if they don't know the history, they can point you to someone who does.
Most of them could write fascinating books about local history, though few of them have. They carry their knowledge around in dog eared binders and in their heads.
After the meeting I headed home. When I looked at my steps for the day, I shook my head. I hadn't moved much.
So, I put on my walking shoes and woke Caillou the wonder dog from a deep sleep and we headed out to put some steps on my band.
This morning my windshield had a curtain of frost that I scraped off with my insurance card, but by this afternoon, clear skies and a warm sun made the walk pleasant.
After my band buzzed saying I'd reached my goal, I sat on a hay bale to cool off before heading inside.
The setting sun had dipped below the horizon leaving a sky full of clouds the color of orange sherbet.
I snapped a picture, but something was lost between lens and picture. I guess you'll have to take my word that it was a beautiful sky.
looks nice to me.
ReplyDeleteI believe you, Rick!!
ReplyDeleteNo walking today here, raining. My blog entry for tomorrow is our latest 'good' walk. That is a great idea to keep up with the daily steps.
ReplyDeletebut genealogy? How good is that to have folks around you with real time answers and info. I tried to look into ours, but got so confused I quit. A tree can really grow when it is family.
Good for you though, to keep the steps in line no matter what.
Time is getting short for us here in Florida!
Your insurance card? Well, atleast it wasn't that nasty AARP card! Your photo looks great to me..it's been a dark, gray day here. Congrats on keeping your fitbit buzzing!
ReplyDeleteIt is a beautiful sky. If you say it was more beautiful I will take your word for it.
ReplyDeleteThe reason I don't tale many pictures is because of what's lost between lens and picture--usually the magic that captivated me into taking a picture in the first place.
ReplyDeleteThe sunsets around this time of year are so beautiful. They often look firey red and sometimes its a cotton candy sky. Your picture is great.
ReplyDeleteLisa
Looks beautiful to me!
ReplyDeleteYes a beauty sky indeed
ReplyDeleteNow you're the guy to write the book on genealogy for your area. I'm sure the knowledgable folks will share their knowledge about who's who in your area. It would be right down your alley since you're interested in local history.
ReplyDeleteYour sky is beautiful. I love the color combination.
JB