I have struggled through the past three days, thinking the technical problems were behind me. The issues were not fixed after all, as I was informed by many readers. But at 5:15 AM this morning, I was assured that this time they have really, properly installed the SSL certificate.
The tanager has returned for suet, and many birds are beginning to come back after the trauma of the roofing chaos last month. All is well here at Bronze Fox Farm.
Roscoe is on the bed, all is right with the world.
I spent yesterday thinking of my brother Matthew, who would have been 57. Instead, he is forever 25.
Some of us are luckier than others. We should celebrate each day.
Stay safe, stay well. Peace.
Blog came thru perfect ! Look forward to this as a part of my sanity !
Thank you for sharing all the beauty around you. As for your wonderful brother Matthew, my beautiful sister Jacqueline is forever 36, and it makes me sad often, but more so on February 7th, her birthday. We miss them always, but we are lucky to have had them in our lives.
Ah, yes, Catherine! The sadness is more than outweighed by the good fortune to have had them, and the memories we carry of them.
I hope that you are sending this from France!
Thank you for sharing! My brother Mike is forever almost 21. We are the lucky ones to have had them in our livesđź’™
Peace, L
Thanks Anne. I missed you.
Wow, I’m getting off on the Tanager, and then I see the musings and lovely responses to your brother Matthew leaving this planet far too early. First, especially my niece’s remembrance of Michael, my nephew, lost at, as Linda says, nearly 21. Leaving early, it’s not so bad. Leaving late, well, that can be bad. Frank Fleischhaker, Sr. said after he had battled Leukemia late in life, “Life is short, and dying is long.” There are no boundaries, we exist in Energy. The physical is only our brain making matter out of that energy. So, back to the Tananger, first, I feel as though I can touch him, such beautiful photography! And Roscoe, all is well with the world when we see our space as a “now thing.” Animals see the
“the now thing.” “Now” is pretty wonderful, so is remembering.
Jane, you should be a blogger! What a lovely comment!