Why Haven't You Written?

Nearly a year ago my son called one morning telling me he had bought a mobile home for me, that he wanted me to move back home, and that he would be coming up to move my stuff in just a few days! I think that day was the first day of the rest of my life. God only knows I was bored out of my mind living in Vancouver. I didn't know anybody and the price of gas was bankrupting me. My social life consisted of a monthly walk-through at Wal-Mart and a weekly Spicy Chicken sandwich at Carl Jr.'s. It didn't take much thought. I started packing that day and a few days later we filled the pickup and headed back to Oregon. I was overwhelmed with the move and you may have heard me saying, "This is it! I will never move again!" Well, you've probably heard me say it before too. In fact, I've probably moved more often than anyone I've ever known, and not always out of choice but nevertheless in doing so I've left Oregon a dozen times only to eventually return! I guess you could say I'm an Oregon addict. I get high standing on the edge of a field of fresh-blooming red clover like in the picture above. I get high standing on the banks of Oregon's rivers, watching the sun come up behind Mt. Hood, standing on the beach in the midst of a windstorm and watching the unbelievably beautiful Oregon sunsets are a high like none other! Is this the reason I haven't been writing? Well, being a total computer illiterate and

not knowing how to transfer my blog from one server to another was part of the reason and the other part..well, rack it up to sightseeing!