Day 9 #ADayInMyLife 30-Day #Blogging Challenge @maurabeth2014 @RRBC_Org @RRBC_RWISA @Tweets4RWISA #RWISA

I had good intentions when I began this blog entry.

But things went south when I started listening to music videos, trying to find a version of one of my favorite Bruce Springsteen songs, Land of Hope and Dreams, and that search morphed into into Tracey Chapman and Pavarotti singing a duet of I’m Sorry from the fabulous soundtrack of the Netflix movie, House of Gucci. Oh, my goodness, so many good things to hear and see. If you haven’t heard Bruce sing that song, you should, and if you haven’t seen the Gucci movie starring Lady Gaga, check it out (I mean, Lady Gaga’s in it. How could it be bad?) The Bruce music video I was looking for was one where there were lots of shots of our beautiful country, taken from a train riding across it. I couldn’t find it. If I do, I will include it in a post. He sang that song at the inauguration of President Biden. It is a haunting, yearning tribute to and prayer for our country.

Why was I doing this? Well, George and I were watching a documentary about Springsteen, and that got me remembering that video, which, I swear, I had in my bookmarks at one time. So, that was over an hour ago, and while looking for those things, I began looking at old pictures stored on this device, and that took me down memory lane. I found pictures of George and I when we were still travelling, pictures of Patrick when he was a baby, pictures of beloved pets who have died. I’m feeling a little verklempt, people.

I haven’t posted any pictures so far in this blog challenge, but I found one I’d like to post. It’s a picture of George and I, our daughter Beth and her husband Ron, and our grandson Patrick one evening after Christmas in 2019, right before the pandemic started. We all went to Longwood Gardens, a spectacular botanical garden in Kennet Square, Pennsylvania. The Christmas decorations they display every year are really unlike anything I have ever seen, it just seems like miles of beautiful displays, one more magical than the next. You’re outside for most of the time, and it was COLD, I remember, but that made it more fun. It’s strange for a kid, but that is one of Patrick’s favorite places, and their family go there a lot. I find it difficult to walk far anymore, for reasons that will be another blog. But that is one of my favorite memories, and even though it’s after the Christmas season, I’ll share it with you.

Here it is. I hope your day and evening are magical, too.

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