It is that time of year when my fondest memories come creeping back into my thoughts....I am in the mountains and the flowers are all in bloom, the mountains are green and seem to almost be breathing life. As the day wears on it is inevitable, almost like a timer going off and the afternoon showers start. The showers inevitably announce their soon arrival with booming thunder and dark villainous clouds. We all gather and either nap or play cards as rain pelts the roof....ahhhh nothing like the sounds and smells of a mountain rain especially on a tin roof. Soon everyone rouses from the lazy afternoon and everyone starts coming to life again it is time to light the propane lanterns and start the evening meal.....these are just a fragment of the precious memories this time of year congers in my mind. Memorial Day weekend seems to be the cog in the wheel of this time of year. This year we enjoyed ourselves once again in the mountains. Saturday was the Iron Horse Bicycle Classic. Although speculation arose about the weather, it was perfect and the storms started after the ride was finished. Sunday was the 32ND Narrow Gauge Run and not being sure of what my body had left, it went smashing! I felt great and no soreness whatsoever over the entire weekend. Monday we loaded the kids and went for a bike ride in Durango. Jentry in her bike wagon and Denton rode by himself: shy of a few bumps along the way, it went great.....Here are some pictures of the weekend.
I also want to send a shout out and a HAPPY BIRTHDAY wish to the following:
Kathi Smith 5-16
Sara and Anthony Bohannon 5-18
Toni Authers 5-26
Sorry guys, but my efforts at blogging have be paltry to say the least the last couple weeks!
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Aunt Mary
AUNT MARY 1904-2009
Not to be too forthright, but Aunt Mary finally got to make her journey home on Monday night. "Death is not to be feared, but a life unlived certainly is"....well, that latter part did not apply to Aunt Mary. She was 105 years old and had seen the sights and sounds of over a century of unimaginable history. I can almost see her as a small child, horse, wagon, and small dirt floor homestead....she did in fact ride a horse to work and school. I found a web page that tells about what life was like in 1904, I will post the link at the bottom of the page. Check it out, it is pretty darn cool. Anyways, adios Aunt Mary we will see you sometime down the road......http://www.stjames-cathedral.org/history/kidsolddays.htm
Grandma Mary, Aunt Mary, and Grandpa Hap and the little critter is Daison
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