Picaresque

Picaresque is the adjective to describe writings about a common or low character who survives the pitfalls of life through luck or good fortune. My travels, interests, my animals, my photographs, my wonderful friends and family are featured.

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Location: Arapahoe, Wyoming, United States

(Note: Blogs read from bottom to top; scroll down for beginnings, scroll up for most current.) After 30 years in public administration and four degrees, as well as numerous workshops with luminaries in Education and Public Policy, life in a slower lane became a goal. Most recently I have done policy writing and consulting for the Northern Arapaho and Eastern Shoshone Tribes. Mostly, I am just coasting slowly and gently downhill these days-seeking joy where I can find it before the glorious ride ends.

Saturday, March 03, 2007

The Party's Over

The party is over and it was wonderful. The Oregonians wanted a last glimpse of the beach. It was windy and the Portuguese Man-of-War armada was attacking the mainland but we played for a little while. Audrey is going to be a water rat. She is game for anything.
Meanwhile, back at the ranch Lori and Jason were making a memorable meal. Wine and snacks, a great dinner, and we retired to the patio to visit. Audrey wanted me sit next to her in the Adirondack chairs where we watched the night sky and discussed the universe and airplanes, Ju-Ju the dog and why I had hair on my arms and face and none on my head. She blew me away. Juneau is always entertaining. The balloons had lost some helium and he was playing volleyball. Jumped in the pool to retrieve one. These past 11 days mean so much to me. The kids may even be home by now-they had a 6:30 a.m. flight. Eve was traveling with them this trip so three laps were available for the Audrey duty/privilege. More pix at the usual spot.
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