seeing my husband asleep, he is in so much pain when he is awake and sleep is so fleeting for him, right now he is asleep. seeing sunshine pouring through my windows, snow melting, birds singing, (and in summer my garden makes me smile) seeing my son when he is happy and excited about life. seeing my mom (almost 90) and my sister still alive and having a good day, with less pain. my two kitties and the two kitties of my sons, they just love unconditionally seeing good people treating other good people, good and even being kind to people who treat them bad innocence

Digit, I loved Scotland, the people primarily. They were so much fun with their humor and extremely friendly. Only had 3 days there and always wanted to return and travel the country side. I went primarily to see Scott's Polar expediton ship, the Discovery. Was there on a historical trec of my own regarding his 1911 Antarctica expedition. Pleaded with the docent to allow me to sit in Scott's "desk chair". Still have that pic. The book Bobby, bought at the castle sits at hand also. Have you read about why Scots move to England? Yes, I know, someone is actually asking Digit if he read about this. At one time there was a law that if you stayed in England for whatever reason or time, you could not return to your homeland. Although this always sounded like a very old law to me. Before the 1800s? Perhaps during the time period of your grandparents? Many got caught in this during their time in service with Briton. Briton considered a soldier English regardless of where they were from. Was your father born in Scotland? And does he have the humor/love for all around as you do?

That is so eerie looking. Lost in space.

Lovely! Thanks, Alisande! Driving at night in a tule fog is death-defying. Sometimes you can't hardly see the end of your hood. [::shudder::] We don't get much fog at all where I currently live, and I can't say I miss it. Maddie, you reminded me of a day when I was with a friend on a high road outside of Martinez, where it was bright, clear skies and singed hillsides (must have been September-ish). From the top of the hill or transition road or whatever it was, we could see all the way to the bay and SF. There was this black smudge out thataway, and I thought it was a huge fire. She laughed and said it was San Francisco. I said I knew it was but I was talking about the black smoke. She informed me that that was the fog. I was floored. Clear all around for miles and miles in all directions and that black cloud blanketing the city.