Welcome to my World

Welcome to the domain different--to paraphrase from New Mexico's capital city of Santa Fe which bills itself "The City Different." Perhaps this space is not completely unique but my world shapes what I write as well as many other facets of my life. The four Ds figure prominently but there are many other things as well. Here you will learn what makes me tick, what thrills and inspires me, experiences that impact my life and many other antidotes, vignettes and journal notes that set the paradigm for Dierdre O'Dare and her alter ego Gwynn Morgan and the fiction and poetry they write. I sell nothing here--just share with friends and others who may wander in. There will be pictures, poems, observations, rants on occasion and sometimes even jokes. Welcome to our world!

Friday, September 15, 2017

Finally Back Again

Summer this year was weird. I have taken a very long sabbatical, much longer than I had originally intended, but it's time to come back and carry on! Those of you who also follow me on Facebook have seen things I posted there including my almost-weekly Flashback Friday pictures. Yes, I am still busily scanning the ginormous collection of Walton/Morgan and even earlier past family members photos. They just go on and on like the Energizer Bunny. The end is still not in sight!

Nostalgia is a funny thing. It seems to kick in more as one gets older. I dare not say "old" as I refuse to accept that label even if it might be getting more true as the time rolls past. Anyway, the last few weeks I have done most of the photos I myself took in the years from 1966 through 1970 when I went to college and then began my first real adult job. Those were years of huge transition for me as I went from a social and partly emotional age of about sixteen going on the actual twenty three or even older in some ways  to a fully independent and self-sufficient life. There were bumps and detours and a very steep learning curve for me in many ways but a lot of fun and memorable times as well. Those photos brought them all back, the good, the bad and a few uglies.

I'll be throwing a few of them at you in the next several posts but today I just wanted to get going again and apologize for being absent an unconscionably long time.  A lot of it was the result of one of my off and on bouts with depression, a need to let the well of words and thoughts recharge for it had gone quite dry, and my usual summer spell of bad eyes with the allergies and my ongoing dry eye condition fighting over my abused eyeballs. I'm coming out of that now and pretty well past the other. It feels good to be back. I did write some verses off and on and I do plan to share some if not most o them before long too.

I still have my dear canine companions and still walk most mornings, watching the seasons change and noting the subtle cues of what is going on in this small segment of the world. I figured I had covered the main flora and fauna pretty well in the past so I have not added much to the pix along that line.

It is almost time for another road trip, not quite the pilgrimage I made in 2015 but similar in some ways. I have a high school reunion to attend on September 23 as the "On The Hill" gang gathers one more time--that is all of us who attended/graduated at the old Jerome High complex before the current Mingus Campus was built in Cottonwood. These are always fun and I am eager and excited. I will also make the trip on the Verde Canyon Scenic Railroad again and after that probably go south to visit family and friends in Tucson and Cochise County. So expect trip reports starting around the first of next month.

Meanwhile go in peace and harmony, one and all!

Here are two shots from my college days, just for spits and giggles!
Morton Hall, my first dorm

Winter festival, Jan 1967

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