Ian’s mom, Diana, a very special person to me since I was about 13, died on Friday, September 18th. So, Colorado. I flew to Denver the following day. We went to Castlewood Canyon so Ian and Eric could pick out a spot to spread Diana’s ashes. Ian and I helped Eric move some stuff from his house he had just sold. I had Louie’s pizza with Nat’s parents. Ian and I went to Manitou and drove through Garden of the Gods. We spent a day in Monument, and we had dinner with Chris. I sat outside with Nat’s grandparents for a bit, and I went through boxes we left at his parents’ house. I went with Ian to Palmer Park for his mountain bike race. I got to watch him start, and then headed to the airport. That’s about all there is that I can say about that.
A goal that I have kind of amazingly stuck to since January is to write in a journal a summary of the month at the end of each month. This is pretty much why I am able to report that: The first day there was smoke was Labor Day, the 7th. We noticed it driving home from the coast range.
On the 9th, I went to work for a bit and the sky looked surreal. I took these photos in the backyard that evening.
On the 10th and 11th, I walked the dogs without Nat, since the air quality was “very unhealthy” and you could really feel it.
On the 13th, the air quality was hazardous for the first time, and that kept us from even walking the dogs for a few days. It was such a sad, heavy time.
I think it was on the 15th that we packed up essentials and left them in a pile by the door (journal fail). Our house was on the edge of the level 1 “be ready” evacuation zone.
On the 16th, the air quality was back down to unhealthy, so I walked the dogs, but it went back to hazardous later.
Also on the 16th, I booked a flight to Colorado with the intention of spending time with Ian’s mom in the last days of her life. That is not how that happened, though.
This was over a month ago. I don’t have the bandwidth to say more. It feels like at least five things of this magnitude have happened just since then.
The last picture was taken on the 11th. It was a Friday. Nat and I were sitting at the dining room table, eating lunch I think. We saw a mother and baby deer in the cul-de-sac. Our neighbors to the right texted us. Their neighbor to the right was standing outside taking a photo on his phone. Their neighbors to the right weren’t out, but they have a gorgeous garden with lots of roses in the front lawn, so my neighbor to the left was standing in the circle trying to move the deer along. Bob trying to save Jenny’s roses from the deer. It was just the sweetest moment. I love living on this street.
Posted October 28th, 2020 in: Photo Journal
At the beginning of September, we went to Netarts to spend two nights at an Airbnb. Our first night away from home since the pandemic started in March. It was actually kind of just me – Nat and I had booked this trip in July, but realized shortly after that he wasn’t going to be able to come because it was the first week of classes and he had to work. In the end, he came for some of the trip and worked one day from our little place.
I drove out to Netarts on a Wednesday afternoon and spent the evening walking on the beach with June and watching the sun set. Nat arrived after dark and we walked around the area, just this little stretch of vacation homes and a couple motels. The next day we woke up as the sun was rising and walked the dogs on the beach. It was a very chill day spent mostly inside, looking out at the ocean. When Nat left the next morning, I spent a couple hours on the beach with June, drove to Cannon Beach just to eat lunch in my car, and went home.
It was a lovely little trip, but way too short! We actually booked another vacation while we were still there – and that’s where I am now! Trying to catch upon photos and posts because I have a bit of ~content~ again.
Posted October 17th, 2020 in: Photo Journal