Speak of Old Friends - for CCC - Part 2

 There is beauty in grays. Can you see them? A family of swans. -5000kelvin, winds howling, going for a swim. Because they can.

And just because I can, here's the picture of the "bom*" that was shipped to 13 places around the USA and Canada, to garner these precious signatures of my earliest, dearest blogging friends. After I received it, I finally understood strange comments that these dear funny friends were making, about a "package sent/received. Coordinates placed.". Apparently one USPS place was a bit suspicious about the package, because it had a LOT of re-directed addresses on it. Wish I'd taken a picture of it, but I was completely clueless as to what the heck it was at the time.

This book has travelled 13 places across the USA and Canada. Amazing. I remember the day I received it, at work, like it was yesterday. I cried. I hugged an inanimate object with words in it that had reminded my blogging-readers-friends of me. I never knew I liked the idea of Centered Riding, until that day...

Here's a link to that blog.

Butch and the UID

BHM delivered it to our last work address, and I don't blame the car for wanting to exit the area. Just behind the jail, sort of thing, kinda ... okay, Icky. Super busy work day, I remember that. 

I still kick myself that I missed meeting her. I hope Trooper (BHM's feral Shire) is well and happy. (The 13th is a piece of braille, glued to the inside page, by Andalusians of Grandeur, and OH, I would love to hear from her again!!) I don't remember the translation, sadly, she did tell me. OH. Might be in the comments... Off to check. Check!!
CCC's "signature" is top right. I debated posting this, because well, you know, privacy and all, but 12 of the 13 don't use their full names, and the full name isn't a signature, and one is in braille, which you can't see, because I didn't post it.

Or DID I?? Ah, AofG, I do wonder about you. She loves a good blind joke.

I found another memory, which shows to goes that writing down memories can smooth them out of your memory banks. The post named "Six Years" about Flip has a CCC comment. She had a smelly tooter of a dog, named Spot. We were graced (Gracie dog!) with aromatic reports about good old Spot. A lot. (Not really, it just rhymed).

CCC was an Army kid, I think? and spent time as a youngster in Ethiopia with her family. Some of her stories! 

Gallop on, all my good friends.

Thank you for being there.