Sometimes no matter how hard I try I can't think of anything to write about

I don't think I need to remind anyone to click the pics, but I just did.

There are a lot of well cared for gravesites at the Quartzsite Cemetery, but unfortunately there are a lot of them that look like this. The only care they've received is volunteers who keep the graves outlined so their existence doesn't totally disappear, and put a piece of concrete at the head of the grave, or a piece of pipe pounded in the ground to put flowers in on special occasions. But there are no relatives or loved ones that are still living, or care.

It's great to be back to sunny skies and T-shirt weather again, and if the long-range weather forecasts are correct, it looks like that's the way it's going to be for quite some time around here.

Other than that weather report, there's nothing interesting going on in my life at the moment, so I'm not going to write anything in the blog today and just depend on my comments about today's pictures to give everyone something to read.

Typically, as a rule of thumb when finding something to write about, I use three categories... I write about things I'm doing, things I'm thinking about, and things I'm considering doing in the future. But even my three tried-and-true categories have failed me in finding something interesting to write about today.

Like I've always said, I try to make things I do in my life enjoyable for for me to do. Because if I get to the point where I can't think of anything to say in my blog, and I have to sit in my easy chair and struggle hopelessly to find anything even remotely interesting to write about, it won't be any fun, and I will reach a point where I won't want to write the blog every day. But as long as I can think of things to write about without too much effort or having to force myself to do it, I will continue to enjoy sitting down and writing my blog every afternoon.

But the quickest thing that will cause me to not post on my blog every day is to wake up thinking, I have absolutely nothing to write about, and I'm dreading dealing with my blog today. Since I'm trying to do away with as many things as possible that I don't enjoy doing, I don't want my blog to become one of the things I don't enjoy... Like laundry.... In fact I'm getting to the point where I had rather buy new clothes than sit in a laundromat for two hours.

Speaking of things I don't like to do. I've always hated paying bills, after all, who doesn't, but before I went full-time, I made my bills payable on the Internet, so now, in a few clicks, my bills are paid, and I don't have to think about it anymore. I brought half a box of envelopes with me to pay bills with if need be, and I believe in six years I've used two of those envelopes. I also brought some stamps with me, and now they're so old they won't stick to anything.

Well anyway, sorry I don't have anything to write about. Maybe tomorrow something interesting will happen in my life, and writing about it will be fun, so I'll be able to put out a regular blog post that I enjoy writing.

                                                 theboondork

Now this is just plain spooky to me. Someone has placed these solar powered outdoor lights around this grave. Apparently some of them are missing, but I imagine at one time they outlined the entire grave. So the folks living in the trailer park literally 50 feet away could look out their window at night at the pitch black graveyard and see this grave outlined in light. I can't think of a purpose for that unless someone planned on visiting the grave at night.

If I'm reading his Tombstone correctly, he was born in 1895 and died in 2004. that would make him 109 years old !    I may have to go back to the cemetery and check that out again,  but if it's true he deserves some lights, and maybe even a brass band.

Here is a classic wooden Tombstone. These were very common when the family was too poor to afford a proper stone. I don't know if this one is original because the little metal cemetery sign at the bottom left-hand corner of the marker says this individual died in 1883 and its hard to imagine a wooden Tombstone would last that long. But you never know, maybe there was a little help..... From above.

I know this is a pretty boring picture but it represents something to me that's interesting. When I was here in the winter of 2020 hiding out from the Bat flu, a popular restaurant in town named "Sweet Darlene's" was closed, as was a lot of other places at that time. When I returned to Quartzsite in the late fall of 2020, Sweet Darlene's was still closed and every once in a while I would see a pickup truck taking things out of the building. So when I got to town on this current trip there's nothing left of what was once a popular restaurant except a concrete pad.

It's kind of strange that someone would tear down the building. Demolishing a building cost money, and you would think the property would have more value with a building on it. But apparently someone has other plans.