I'm going through old blog posts in preparation to close down this site. I'm moving my personal writing to a free venue: californiarollcarol.wordpress.com. For a month I'll keep this site up to allow people to learn of the movement.
Some of the old and popular posts will be transferred to the new blog. Others polished more and posted CarolPark.us Others are being deleted. Others stored and filed in a NeoOffice category I've created as I consider them worthy of being revisited and included in something larger some day.
Eight years worth of writing I am surveying. Eight years that include Mother dying, collegiate daughters graduating, and new territory of my own--a Creative Writing program, as well as seeing oldest marry and give birth two years later. Fortunately, I'm in the ideal location for this trip into the past.
Stepping outside, I see round green hills spotted with yellow flowers. If I walk three blocks I'll see seascape of rolling waves and miles of empty sand. Within my friend's cozy cottage, I look out on colorful succulents and across the street to the second floor of a white house. From its balcony, railed in white, stands a modern 2-D sculpture, perhaps of resin or plexiglass. It's a purple dog sitting upright on a bike with rainbow-colored wheels. A touch of humor alongside the beauty greenery and sea--all soothes me as I confront my past and evaluate my words (some good, some bad, some I wish I'd never typed).
Behind me my husband fingers a keyboard too--working on his second blog post. Soon we'll go out to visit a small shop and find hand knit bed socks to warm my cold feet. Then we'll walk and dine by the sea A good place indeed.