Looking up the driveway to our house, a bamboo orchid in the foreground.
We’ve come to the end of the year, and the end of this blog. It’s been an interesting experiment doing all this. As time-consuming — and even stressful — as it sometimes was to complete Project 365, I’m really glad I did it. It’s been a great experience, ultimately different from what I expected, and with a lot of unanticipated benefits. Really, I just started it as a way to practice taking photos and posting them so I’d be able to show off to friends and family during my future travels abroad.
But in the end I think the real skill I gained was a new-found love of finding the story in the ordinary everyday parts of life, sharing them, and hopefully making them enjoyable to others. It gave me a chance to reflect in words, and to find the positive way of looking at everything. It made me document my personal journey and growth through the year in a way I otherwise wouldn’t have bothered to do.
These are the skills I’m wanting to bring to my new blog, Geek Girl Travels, in the new year. The blog will have a wider focus, with posts about whatever interests or occupies me, and if things go well there will even be some of those adventures aboard come the summer. There will be no more new posts here, so if you’ve enjoyed anything on this blog, please head over to Geek Girl Travels and follow me there.
Try something new, and have a fantastic year!
I hope to see you all at http://geekgirltravels.wordpress.com/
This year is going out with a bang, courtesy of Mother Nature.
Since last night, we’ve had strobe-light lighting, thunder that shakes the house, floods of rain, skies so dark you can’t tell if it’s morning or dusk… We’re certainly getting a show here on the second-to-last day of 2013!
The airplane, one of several on the tree, was a frequent symbol given to Dad and my sister since they became student pilots together. And Snoopy, favorite of the Peanuts characters, has made an appearance in gifts to most of us at one time or another. In fact, this year, one of my presents for my sister was a package of Snoopy band-aids (she loves — and frequently needs — cartoon band-aids).
This ornament was given to my Dad back in North Idaho after he got his private pilot license, possible after he’d bought a small Cessna plane. Even before the license and plane, though, his favorite hobby for years has been flying through the air: first with a hang-glider, then in an ultralight airplane he bought with his youngest brother.
We had a grass runway in the field in front of our house, and his ultralight buddies and my sister’s old boss (who had a small helicopter he frequently flew to the next town and back) would often drop in while flying about, just to say hello. It was a fun — and pretty unique! — part of life back then.
Elephants are another of the very special animals Mum has always had a connection to for as long as I can remember. There are several different ones on the tree, and many more in other possessions Mum has — for instance in one of my presents this year: a soapstone diffuser with elephants carved all around the sides. I’ve given Mum lots of elephants over the years, ranging from plastic to petrified wood to ceramic. It’s her dream to seem them in the wild, though, and that’s one gift I haven’t been able to give her. Yet.
You never know, someday it might happen!
A follow-up to my previous Christmas Ornaments post:
Mum told me that this feathery owl is the very first ornament she bought for herself — at age fourteen — which also started her bird collection. Owls are very much a special animal for her, and clearly always have been!
A tasty and creative treat at one of the holiday parties… They’re made out of olives, carrots, cream cheese, and toothpicks!
(Taken with my phone camera.)
Christmas Morning has a rhythm in my family that never changes: breakfast first, then presents. And then chores, because there are always chores on a farm.
Our special Christmas breakfast this year sadly lacked in the usual bacon due to poor planning on our part, but at least we had left over bacon grease we’d saved for scrambled eggs! We also had a fresh fruit salad, and two kinds of homemade breakfast breads, along with the usual tea for me and Mum, and coffee for Dad.
Post-present-opening, I noticed a slight “British Invasion” theme had unintentionally happened… Unsurprisingly, I’m quite okay with that!
As always, there were new ornaments among the gifts — including this carved flying pig from Indonesia. It seems appropriate, in a double meaning kind of way, because Dad calls his part of the farm “Hog Heaven”.