Janice Williams Loves Austin And sometimes I write about it.

March 30, 2014

Blogging Again

Filed under: Cemeteries,Travel,Writing — Janice @ 8:08 pm

I have to learn how to write a blog post all over again. I did upgrade my computer after having the difficulties before. I got a nice pretty sleek new HP and it is working like a dream. Like many people, I didn’t like Windows 8. I went in with the intention of upgrading my knowledge and learning to like it, but soon learned it was invented for people with a tablet and the ability to swipe swipe swipe with their fingers to get to things. Like the lady says, "I ain’t got time for that s***." Finding that it took about 5 clicks just to get the power to turn off, I went in search of a better way. I found a program (and this reminds me I need to go actually buy it, I’m in a trial) that makes everything look like Windows 7 did. It’s called Start 8 and it is good. My menus are all just like they were before. I haven’t found a downside to it yet.

Mark and I have been out taking bluebonnet pictures today and last weekend. That sent me looking through old bluebonnet pictures. I could make album after album of me in the bluebonnets. It is awfully narcissistic to have so many photos in the bluebonnets, but when I’ve got a great photographer for a husband and I love the bluebonnets, I don’t care what others might say. I never had my picture in the bluebonnets as a baby or a child, so I’m making up for lost time.

I was looking through the pictures from a great trip we took 2 years ago. I can’t believe it has already been 2 years. After the craziness of South By Southwest, we ran off to Taos to give Mark several days in a row in the same place to rest and recuperate. As I recall, he felt no need to rest and we were on the go every day walking to the Plaza or driving to the canyon bridge or exploring something. It was a wonderful vacation with lots of adventures and a LITTLE bit of rest.

One memory was about how my keen eye for a cemetery gave me one to explore. We were driving down from Eagle Nest after a terrific hamburger at a little Mom and Pop roadside restaurant and enjoying the vista. Suddenly, off to the side, up a steep incline, I saw a grave marker or a cross or something that said CEMETERY to me. I hollered, "Cemetery," and Mark, being the great exploration companion that he is, threw on the brakes, put it in reverse and got us parked beside the road before I bailed out to see what I could find.

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Very few graves were readable. There was one or two stone ones that were "real" carved tombstones. One was for a poor little 4-year-old boy that died in 1913. I can only imagine how tough the conditions were in the mountains of New Mexico in 1913. New Mexico had only been a state for a year or so when he died. He had a Spanish surname so his family may have lived in the area for generations, going back to Mexico. Or maybe they had just come there, looking to homestead.

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I don’t remember how it happened, but I do remember turning in that cemetery and falling face-forward downhill. Luckily, I fell and stopped. I might have tumbled all the way to the road. It was a super sandy, fine dusty dirt and I came up covered. I wasn’t hurt and the fun continued with more careful footing.

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There was no gate or sign on the cemetery, so I didn’t know the name, but I though I certainly would be able to find it on a map or on findagrave.com in the future. No such luck. I can’t even pinpoint exactly where it was and if I went back again I don’t know that my eyes would be able to find it.

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This cemetery had no bluebonnets, which is what I really love, so I hope I can continue the postings and get to the fabulous pictures Mark took last week at a bluebonnet covered cemetery. My friend Diana and I are getting together tomorrow to turn over a new leaf and make a pact and write more in our blogs, so I hope that happens. I know the getting-together will happen. I hope the pact and the writing happens.

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