Here are some pictures of Guadalupe, Ica, Peru from June 22, 2010. The earthquake occurred August 15, 2007. The white USAid tents and the ruins in these pictures are where people are still living almost three years after the earthquake destroyed their homes. I should have been shocked at the lack of progress in rebuilding the town but honestly it wasn’t a big surprise. The tents are far from the ideal home to live in. Temperatures go down to 50 degrees at night and in addition to the cold, the wind blowing the thick plastic (which is supported by a wooden frame) around would keep even a deep sleeper awake.
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Anyone else want to write everything that happened to them in 2020 and then NEVER talk about it ever again? I did that the other day and it’s unprintable, like the bleeps on prime time T.V. 😂😂 below are some geese. They make me smile because they aren’t hissing at me 🤪
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I haven’t posted anything lately so here goes. This one actually made me feel very happy. Huge rainbow reflected in the Wisconsin River
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A series of small acts of kindness from my coworkers displayed today unexpectedly makes me grateful in a way I did not expect. Nurses and Techs aren’t only lifesavers of physical ailments, they open their hearts to the emotionally afflicted as well.
I woke up this morning with more hope than I’ve felt in more than a year so I’m grateful for that
I am grateful for beautiful days and healthy lungs to be able to breathe them in
I am sincerely grateful for good friends who see through me and are still there 🤪🤪 life is nothing if it isn’t one big farce to laugh at ourselves. Here’s a beaver picture – I interrupted his day and I feel bad that he had to run.
I am really grateful for Ronald McDonald House for helping families of sick children.
I am grateful for grammar. I loved exploring the weird, crazy puzzle that is English with my students when I had the job of my dreams. It’s lost to me now, but it is a treasured memory.
I am grateful for friends who dull the pain I am going through.
I am grateful for the beauty of sunsets and sunrises and hopeful for the future