For No REal Reason

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I felt the call of the open road. It tugged at my soul for a long time before I gave into it’s call.

Yes that blurry spot above the tree line is the last thing to pass through the bugs mind as it hit the windshield.

I still like the photo and the call of the open road.

Fortieth Class Reunion

I’m not really going to be walking, some walking maybe but not for the most part.  I’m going back home.  At least where home was when I was growing up;  Ontario, Ohio.  It will be a journey through many states and back in time.  Way back in time.

This trip might be a little rushed to start, but I want to stop and take pictures along the way.  Granted Interstates aren’t known for their scenic routes, still, I’ve seen things in the past that were interesting but I was “in a hurry” moving from point A to point B.  This time, I want to enjoy the journey as much as the various destinations along the way.

This also means I’ll be somewhat MIA from the Tucson Real Estate scene for a couple of weeks.  (It will survive without me or my commentary on the state of the market I’m sure.)

Going Home Again

There has been a flood of memories over the past six months as I planned this trip.  Lots of things I had forgotten about my childhood slowing seeping to the surface.  Old photos being looked at again as memory pnumonics.

Mom died suddenly the beginning of March from Leukemia.  That prompted even more memories flooding back of my childhood and a conviction I wanted to make this trip.  Dad has been in the hospital for a couple of weeks.  He has cronic colitis, or he did.  They took out his colon two days ago.  Thought I might have to cancel the trip, but he is in great hands and doing fine.  Can eat food without pain for the first time in months.  He is a big fan of this trip and can’t wait to see the pictures especially the ones from back home.

So tomorrow morning about 6 am.  I hit the road, first planned stop after breakfast is Texas Canyon and the boulders that look like Idaho potatoes.  I’ve always wanted to stop there.  I hope it isn’t too hot by the time I get there.

This post then becomes more a journal entry than my typical random thought which is why it placed in life observations.  More along the way.  I think I’m going to enjoy going walk about.

We love it each year when the quail lay there eggs in our spider plants on the back porch.

We wait and watch each day till the little ones are running around playing follow the leader.

However, sometimes, for unknown reasons the nest is abandoned, such was the case this week.

I carefully removed the eggs in hope a new nesting pair might adopt the same locations. The eggs were so beautiful I had to preserve this image as a reminder of potential lost and the fragility of life.

The popular vote is what is being reported with Hilary Clinton getting 39% and Barack Obama getting 36% and Mrs. Clinton is being called “The Comeback Kid II” The interesting thing, when it comes to the actual delegate count; they TIED. Each candidate received 9.30 delegates to the state convention being held on April 26, 2008. Check it out yourself at “The Green Papers“. It appears the media wanting more of a horse race (or backing their candidate) have made a great deal of this supposed WIN by Mrs. Clinton. She certainly seems to be basking in it.

Personally, I don’t care. It is refreshing in a way to see this happening in more than just the Real Estate industry, where I spend much of my time refuting the media with actual data analysis instead of spin.

The whole thing stinks of politicians anyway doesn’t it.