Thursday Thoughts #124
Thursday Thoughts #123
Our ‘Little’ Road Trip
A recent road trip with my twinster, my brother-in-law and myself took longer than I thought, but I am glad we went. More importantly, I am glad Kent came.
We had decided to go visit Bill’s and my one son living in Idaho attending school at Northwest Nazarene University in Nampa. He is studying Nursing.
Since I was “so close” while visiting my twinsters family out west this month, we decided a road trip would be fun. This was no little trip. Kent did nearly all of the driving, while I sat comfortably in the back seat of his smooth-riding, spacious Ram 3500 truck taking pictures.
Well, I have since learned that their idea of “so close” is not the same as my Virginia idea. As it turned out the travel time was over 13 hours, covering over 900 miles! One way! What? That’s close?
After leaving Colorado, we traveled through Wyoming, Utah, and finally to Idaho. We did take a bit longer route going as we spent a night at Bear Lake, Utah.
Known as The Caribbean of the Rockies, Bear Lake shares the Northern Utah and SouthEast Idaho borders. Historically rich as a focal point in the settling of our United States with wagon roads, fur trading, and early settlements. It is a busy summer destination. However, in the middle of November it is very nearly a ghost town.
The beautiful turquoise-colored lake is just as stunning regardless of time of year.
I believe every American should drive cross our beautiful, vast country at least once in their life. The expanse and desolation in those midwestern states was stunning. Miles and miles of nothing but rocks and brown dirt. No towns, one lonely house here and there. Where do they go for milk and eggs?
Three fun days were spent in Idaho with Gordon. Right behind his house is a big potato field! How neat is that? He said the potato trucks lose potatoes all along the road when loaded!
We made a bee line back to Colorado upon departing. And now I can check Idaho off my list of states to visit, with only three states left. Nebraska, Oregon and North Dakota. Almost done with this bucket list.
Happy road trips to you, gentle reader.
Thursday Thoughts #122
A Hike up the Mountain
Or should I say a little hike up the mountain. Visiting my twin sister and her family out West has always been fun and exciting. The Front Range has been home to them for around twenty years.
Hunting, hiking, and horseback riding has been their life since moving out here thirty years ago. Hunting excursions are not my thing, but the hiking and horseback riding have been terrific. We have done both in some of the prettiest wilderness areas I have seen.
All her children are now grown, and we both are grannys. As Mom used to say, “I ain’t the horse I used to be.” So now they are the ones to take the big hunts, hikes and horseback rides. Their lives have enlarged and mine have decreased. Such is life.
So this morning when my way-taller than me nephew invited me to join him on a hike, I was happy to oblige.
“You’ll just need to walk slower though and let me catch my breath. Ok?”
Virginia has lots more air than way up here in Green Mountain Falls, CO, elevation about 7,700ft. While my Winchester, VA home is around 725ft.
A bright morning sky warmed the air and made the patches of snow easier to walk on.
My nephew was a patient guide. He stopped frequently for me, which was helpful because we talked the entire little hike to the big rock. Talking between an ‘ole Aunty and a young nephew is easy and comfortable out on the trails.
A breathtaking view awaited our arrival. My thoughtful nephew guide offered to help me atop the big rock for an even better view. What a fun, special time we had on our little hike this morning. It was wonderful and spectacular.
Thursday Thoughts #121
Thursday Thoughts #120
Election Day
Tomorrow is Election Day. I hope you plan on doing your civic duty and will go or already have voted.
I am working the polls tomorrow. Going to be a long day.
I am voting policy. Like it or not there are only two choices. My vote goes to policy. I do NOT want 1.6 million more illegal aliens into our country.
It is as simple as that.
See you at the polls!
Thursday Thoughts #119
The Little Mystery on Our Road
There is a little mystery on our road, but first the backstory.
I have been the only walker on this road for over nine years. Until this year a couple neighbors have begun walking occasionally as well. It has been a great way to greet and get to know our neighbors. We all know each other now, help each other when needed and keep an eye out for each other. It is a wonderful neighborhood.
The paved driveway to our house is a dead-end road. Nearly a mile it length, it serves only the six homes with a private drive to each. With no thoroughfare we rarely see vehicles or people other than service/work related vehicles.
Recently, while out on a walk, something caught my eye on an old stump beside the road. It was a rock. Not the painted rock-type that has been popular to leave for others to find though. This one was polished and had the word IMAGINE in gold letters carved into it. Interesting word I thought to myself as I tumbled it into my pocket.
Next day on the same stump, different spot, I discovered another polished stone. PEACE was carved into this one.
I have greeted these other two neighbor gals as we pass. I have not seen them doing anything to or near the old stump.
Several days later, to my great surprise, a bright, tiny color caught my attention on the old stump. It had been transformed into a petite display of miniatures! Tiny glass mushrooms, glass white chicken and her two bright yellow chicks and a tiny pool. The old, decaying stump has turned into a mysterious, happy setting of fun and imagination.
I do not know who had the pleasure of creating this little mystery. I just know it has been fun.
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