Hello, I’m Karen. Welcome to my cyber suite. I’m not Merle, that was my father, but I’m honored to give my blog his name. He was hilarious, difficult, loving, and complicated, and his presence is filtered throughout these pages.
My very first post featured a letter my great-grandfather wrote to his daughter, my grandma Lalla, and was published here 100 years to the day after it was written. That post is called Why Grandma Cried.
Elsewhere on these pages you’ll find just about everything else that suits my fancy: photography, hiking, retirement, quilting, rescue cats, cooking and baking, gardening. I live in the Pacific Northwest and my husband and I try each summer and fall to hit the hiking trails as often as we can.
Please stop by the Say Hi! page so I can get to know you. Enjoy!
Me and our newest rescue, Otis.
Here’s a bit more about me.
The size of your britches?
I don’t care.
Whatever our calling, profession, race, religion, talent, politics, income level, gender identity, or size, I believe what matters most in this life boils down to one simple thing:
How we treat each other and how well we get along.
I don’t believe in blind acceptance of come what may, but I believe life is a whole lot better sprinkled with kindness.I believe we can disagree, with kindness and intelligent conversation. I believe in supporting one another and being positive.
Most days I’m incredibly content and find life to be very good, but sometimes life can be messy.
I write to cleanse.
I’m still learning (i.e. finding
Why am I here?
I want answers just like you. Now we’re getting somewhere.
I believe that our time is now, that we must live fully (and eat the chocolate).
Keep learning and keep living.
Finding Merle, dedicated to dad.
❤ Thank you for reading. ❤