Iowa summer bring it on!

Before living here I had never appreciated the green before so much in my life.

It is as if every year the slate is wiped clean and a new world of possibility blooms....

The search for inspiration

I have been on the hunt lately for hobbies.....quilting is one....then knitting....yoga...and of course I plan to get involved in theater again eventually......but not sure what I want to do in that at the moment...

I am now working a job from home that allows me a flexible schedule so I have time to become more involved in something....just not sure what. I have strong craving lately to get back to my roots. Maybe it's moving to Iowa where there is so much history surrounding me...glorious old buildings from the 1800s, lovely old homes, and just more of an interest in history in general. There are people here who's families have been here since the state was new...I met a woman who has lived in a home her family built in the 1800's. There is something very solid here in that. Miami always seems to be a city in transition. People come and go, buildings go up, down and back up. The Miami of my childhood is long gone. Heck the Miami of 5 years ago is long gone. Things move in lightening speed there...

Growing up in Miami history pretty much dated back to the 1920s ...everyone in Miami these days seem to be from someplace else...if not themselves than maybe a generation or two away. My own love Danny is a first generation Cuban-American. He says moving here to Iowa has gotten be back to my "white people" roots. He said in Miami I was different and here I look like everyone else. lol I must say it did take some getting used too. I have never been around this many pale skinned natural blonds or blue eyes in my life. I had a professor in college who always told me I never seemed like I belonged in Miami.



So just what are my roots? Well on my fathers side we have been here since the Mayflower, no kidding, the actual Mayflower. My grandmother is actually a member of the Mayflower Society and Daughters of the American Revolution. (DAR). On my mothers side... her grandmother was from Germany, her father also goes way back... at least to the Revolution maybe further... so DAR on both sides.

I am a double DAR baby :)

Years ago I played a character in a Tennessee William's play who had a line how she had just come back from a DAR meeting.... I always thought to myself....one day maybe I will actually join.

The day has come... I am finally living someplace where there are three chapters in my back yard...my grandmother sent me all the genealogy information.

So I think finally I will give it a whirl... back to my roots....back home....where I belong...

Either that or I have finally officially become a Williams heroine....

A return

"But I need a place where I can shout and weep. I have to be a Spanish savage at some time of the day. I record here the hysteria life causes in me. The overflow of an undisciplined extravagance. To hell with taste and art, with all contractions and polishings. Here I shout, I dance, I weep, I gnash my teeth, I go mad -- all by myself, in bad English, in chaos. It will keep me sane for the world and for art."

Anais Nin