Busy But Beauty Abounded

I cant believe the month is almost over. It has been busy, with a new grandson, 45th class reunion, family visiting from out of state (9 in all). I have hardly had time to think, let alone blog. Along the way I went to Murray Park and saw some very old trees. I asked a city worker how old they were. 100 years old at least he said. Unfortunately, many are dying from age, disease and the stream that runs by them is eroding them away.

They are truly aged beauty. If you have a chance go see them. Take a look, enjoy their wisdom. If only they could talk. Imagine the things they have seen, heard and smelled. I also chanced upon this lovely purple orchid at the credit union, while making a deposit. The teller said it was her very own. She has several at home and grows them. It looked loved and cared for. Thanks for sharing your baby with us.

Up, Up And Away In That Balloon

We made our first hot-air balloon up close and personal visit. We usually sit on the back row and watch. With out brave (New Jersey resident) daughter, we just marched right down into the middle of the major material filled melee. It was so interesting to watch the owners pull out the yards and yards of fabric that make up these floating giants. The canisters of gas, fans and process to begin and completely fill them is interesting. This particular colorful balloon's owners were from Sweden. They had the Swedish flag flying. We got so comfortable that we almost asked for a ride.

Hankering for a Hike

I would really like to go on a hike. It's been almost a month (July 4th), and my hike hunger has kicked in. Nothing will quench this pain in my mountain lover climb around pack, except a hike. Last time I did Delicate Arch was over ten years ago with a newly broken wrist.

We probably wont make it down to Moab this year, but the Wasatch Mountains are calling my boots. Hopefully, we can meet up this week.

He's Been a Great DAD!

With Father's Day looming close, I just wanted to say that my husband, Allan has been a great father. He does everything he can to help each of our children. When we visit them, near or far, he has been more than willing to complete their Daddy do lists.

You couldn't ask for more. Thank You, Al for being so terrific. Love you.

Ages of Badges

We recently made a batch of new badges. I chose the numbers to coincide with my grand children's ages. When I check someone into the building to do repairs, for sales calls, tours or just visit, I look at the number on the badge and think of my very own sweet little one that is the same age as the number on it. It makes me happy as I visualize them in my mind.

He's Henry, The Chapstick Man

I made the mistake of pulling out my chap stick, when Henry was close by. He wanted to put some on, too. I gave him my tube, but he wouldn't give it back. For fifteen minutes or more, he held it close to his lips and no way was he letting us have it back. Here he has it cemented to those tiny lips.

From now on I will have to keep it concealed when he is around. Now that Henry is two and celebrated his birthday a few weeks ago, he says a bundle of words. Not always can we understand him, but it is fun to hear what he thinks of. Chocolate, tractor and a few other words all sound the same. Eventually, we will distinguish the difference.

He looks like such a big boy at the playground climbing up, around and sliding down the slide. It was easy to keep him happy. Even if we stayed all day. What fun to visit and see this beautiful fella. Thanks, Mom and Dad for letting us come.

Mr. Sticky

I call this clingy weed, Mr. Sticky. It adheres to everything and isn't picky.

Hum! How would it taste in a Lime Rickey? Are you insane, that would be super icky.