730am Sunday this side of the planet. It’s chilly out. I am wrapped in a granny-blanket, with a thick wool sweater on. The day is muted, dull, grey, dreary, damp… A fine drizzly mist is falling straight down. No breeze interrupts gravity’s influence.
Gracie feeds a couple resident kookaburras, but today she’s unwilling to got out. The birds sit on the balcony looking forlorn.
The deer feed within a stone-throw from where I sit.
The dogs are curled up in their beds.
I talk to people around the world, very old friends, family, newer acquaintances. Those that know me know I like to talk. I dont think there is a topic that is off limits. Everyone has an interest. Everyone has a topic they luv to chew on. Motorcycles, fishing, fast cars, big tits, guns, airplanes, rockets, robots… Just a few topics chewed on with friends…
I was busy this past week catching up with old friends for the wrong reason… I shall explain:
I like FaceBook for the simple reason that it has kept me in touch with soooo many folks from past lives, past times. We may not interact much, but a number of old friends are in touch because of FB. We know what each other are doing, where we are, how we are. Just last week a birthday reminder popped up for my dear, dear, and dead friend, Mary Pat Lawlor.
MP, as she was known, passed a bit over a year ago. When here husband, Joe, contacted me with he sad news, I turned to my keyboard and told my MP tale.
Joe commented then that she had almost made her “next” birthday.
So this past week, MP’s bday reminder pops up and three old friends send MP birthday greetings.
I guess they dont know, haven’t heard of MP’s passing.
So I pass the news, and get a lovely chance to communicate with these old friends. A sad reason to be interacting, indeed, but a worthy and good reason.
Life’s rich pageant marches on…
Just had a 3hour talk with my longest serving “friend”… RW and I met in 5thgrade, St Johns Elementary School, Independence, Iowa. A number of years ago I got a FB message saying “is that you”. We would not be in contact if not for FB.
We dont talk often, but when we do it is very a much “catch up”. I’ll am happy n high from the talk. Very good to catch up, to be back on the same cloud.
Thanks, RW.
Life is guuud
More later
The Native Iowan 
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