Journey's End (Part 3)

A river runs through it; that can be said of all of our favorite places. In Durango, it’s the Animas, in Missoula, the Clark Fork meanders through town, the Deschutes River in Bend is a playground for the locals, and in Grand Junction, it’s…

Open Road Part 2

Arriving in  Colorado, is like stepping into another world.  People watching is a full time activity here, the first thing you notice is everyone wears a backpack in Colorado, even grannie. I’m never quite sure if it is the changeable weather…

Summer 2019 Part 1

On the Road Again, not only one of our favorite songs, but our favorite activity.  Miss Daisy seem pretty happy about the traveling thing.  First she gets to sit on mom’s lap while we travel down the road and then at night she manages to…

What's on Your Nightstand?

  I just finished the most delightful book that’s come my way in a long time, ‘City of Flickering Light’ written by Juliette Fay.  This book wasn’t on the Express Shelf, where the best sellers are waiting, but back in a stack…

The Senior Village

The cast of characters in this story include, my sister Marilyn, 89, Nat, 90, Biddy, 93, and the kid Brent 72. Bit parts are played by Jim, Mary, and Buddy.  The names have not been changed-no sense spoiling their fun now. Fellowship…

How's My Driving?

  I was fifteen when my future husband, himself a teenager, taught me to drive his ’57 Chevy.  The day I turned sixteen I passed the driver’s test, even parallel parked successfully and proudly received my first drivers license. …

Voila a Patio!

  Several years ago Monty and I designed a winding path from the driveway to the front door. (you can see it in the distance) We hauled white rocks from the arroyo behind our house for a border and filled the walkways with gravel, it looked…

The Spider

 When Miss Daisy woke up this morning she immediately took off after a rather large spider she spied on the floor.  In her exuberance to pounce on it, the spider took off on all eight legs.  The first I knew about it was when I returned…

Who Wears the Pants?

Who wears the pants in this family?  Apparently who ever gets to them first. While preparing to do some spring painting I looked everywhere for my old work pants,  you know, the ones with the hole in the knee and the multicolored paint…

Clutter?

It’s that time of year again.  Time to take a hard look at the accumulation of stuff around the house.  I don’t think we have a lot of clutter, I mean, the stuff is stashed in closets and the doors do close, so it’s not really clutter,…