November 29, 2015, Prescott- I got back here around 8:10 P.M. It was another picture perfect day, leading me to hope that the southern Plains will catch a break from the horrid ice that has caused so many to break out the blankets and longjohns. I pray our weather heads to you, and soon.
I left Chula Vista at 11, stopping in Riverside for lunch, at Hideaway Cafe and a brief walk around Mission Inn, which I last visited in 2012. The displays are as splendid now, as then. I will post photos tomorrow, but for now, I am tired, so briefly, as to my longer view:
I am looking at the second half of my seventh decade. Age is somewhat as the late, beautiful Aaliyah said, “but a number.” It isn’t, however, nothing, in my opinion. Age is an experience magnet, and, if one is paying attention, attracts wisdom as well. The “old fool” in the ditty is most often asleep at the wheel.
As I’ve said earlier, I plan to be at work, each school year, until I reach 70. Summers will see me making shorter journeys, to specific places. One exception to both of the above is likely a two-week visit to Chile, next Fall, as the first Baha’i House of Worship in South America is to be dedicated soon, but nothing’s definite yet.
My focuses, as always, are on the welfare of our children, the propagation of the Baha’i Faith and grassroots health and wellness promotion.
The only specifics I have set, as my “new year’ starts, are for December: To continue at Mingus Springs, to visit my family in Massachusetts during the Christmas period and to hike the Pemberton Loop in Scottsdale’s McDowell Mountains, on Dec. 29. 2016 will see three essential oils gatherings, two in Boulder and one in Salt Lake City. I am determined to finish what I start, from now on.
It’ll be a most interesting maw into which I jump, this year 2016.