In the Search Of

I’m still partying with gang and yesterday I stop at #649, 642, and 628.
Let see as of March 6, of as 9:30 AM PST there are 783 blogger partiers

This morning I went for a walk looking for the signs of spring. I don’t know what I was thinking I was hoping to see some trilliums poking though the ground.
I don’t why I’m complaining about the weather compare to the northeast it’s pretty mild here.
Mainly foggy but I here it pose to clear off.
No real sign of spring I could fine on my walk but I heard different bird sounds.
Well I heard an owl hooting, I start looking up in the trees hoping I could find the owl and get a picture but no luck.
Then short time later I heard some Canadian geese flying over. They’re real easy to recognized by their honk.
But I really wasn’t surprise I didn’t see them so foggy outside now.
One sound I heard as I was walking up the hill pass the gray house was screeching bird sound.
Then I know the sounds of little chickadees.
As I came into our drive way I heard the sound of Killdeer. Those birds are really easy to indemnify by their sound “ kildee, kildee kildee”.

This morning on my regular reads of my coffee pals I stop over at gracefulsymmetry and she had an posting about searching.
It reminded me of something that I’ve been meaning to blog about. I simple term maybe I should try to explain why and who I blogg for.
People always somehow kept something to pass on to the future generation. I’ve done some genealogy and their some type of clues of putting a puzzle together.
In this family trunk they’re all sort of odds and ends of my pass even before I was born.
I know people from my pass couldn’t save everything and things to get lost.
People in pass recorded by letter. “You know snail mail” I’ve got couple of old letters few old travel journals and everyday journals, nothing real fancy or not much written in them.

Then of course they’re some old legal records and pictures.

I didn’t keep any type of journal or dairy when I was young. Feeling time…I was afraid that my dad would read it and anything he could find he would of taken it to my Aunt Eve and used it against me”
I’m here blogging about daily life, thoughts, question of what ever my mind may ponder a about or from some of source and to share with the whole world my life past, present and future. Not much on future because if I’m not sure of something I won’t put it in. I’m not into fibbing.
None of us knows a 100% what is going to happen
If your regular reader I use fake names but I’ve always been up front and honest about everything here.
Some of my regular readers read about the falling out about my in-laws Earl and Taditia. I didn’t blog very nice things about them.
The question now is am I sorry for blogg not nice things about them? “No” it’s the truth. I know their upset or was up setting about me talking the truth about them in the blog.
Tadita and Earl its ok for them to talk about us, and never saying a word about their short own comings.
I have no way proving it but I sure hope if they bad mouth Murphy or I on a blog I sure would want them to be completely honest and say “ My Shit Stinks”
Not knowing for sure if they have a blog or not. I find some comfort in this “ Until I find they have a blog. I know their more of a chance of the world hearing about Earl and Tadita”
Honest time did I real meant to hurt them by this blog. Part of me says yes. You know the old saying “turn about is fair play.”
But the other half needs to have the complete truth out

I wonder what will happen to these blogs years in the future. I actual would like to give mine to some place like archives So future generation can learn about what went on in year of 2007.
As doing genealogy and being mainly from a blue color working family. People from more affluent background kept better records or what they did or say counted for more.
But I feel everyone has something important to say or be heard.