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The Paint Mines…

I hadn’t heard of the Paint Mines before, but what an interesting place to hike and explore.  Climbing on the rocks is prohibited, but you are free to wander through the crevasses to better see and touch the rocks. 07-04-20Paintminesgeology07-04-20Paintminesovertime07-04-20Paintminesrock07-04-20Paintminesshrub07-04-20PaintminesJo07-04-20Paintminesclay207-04-20Paintminesclay

Where some water pooled you really saw the color in the water, so Jo scooped some up yes, it felt like clay.  An amazing resource for people thousands of years ago…

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Monument sunset…

We were at Palmer Park, my two sisters-in-law and my brother-in-law, reminiscing while the sun came down on a very nice day.  We heard a few fireworks in the area, but no 4th of July fireworks display was planned.  The town tradition is to have an old fashioned parade on the 4th that is very well attended, and of course that was canceled too.

It had been a great day of hiking, 7 miles, all uphill.  Okay, maybe it only seemed to be all up hill when I wasn’t acclimated to the altitude and was out of breath most of the way.  We cut the hike short while thunder rumbled and we got drenched on the way back to the car.  We made a few stops for photos before our hike, and I’m looking forward to seeing what I got, but exhaustion is winning this battle.

Seems like life has been all about reconnecting with people these last years now, and it means the world to me…

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Getting there…

Restrictions for Covid 19 finally caught up with me yesterday.  I wanted to see the Palo Duro Canyon park in Amarillo before I moved on, so I got there at 7:30 am, shortly after they opened.  I pulled up to the gate and the ranger asked me if I had a reservation.  I said that no, I wasn’t camping despite the trailer behind me, I just wanted to do the drive and take pictures.  Turns out they are limited in capacity for day use also, and they were all booked up.  I was able to take a couple of pictures there before I turned around and left. 07-03-20Paloduro

This riding stable was just outside the park.  I had pulled over to take a shot of the scenery I had just passed and found myself right there on the road beside the stable.  It was this lone building on the edge of a canyon that had caught my eye.07-03-20house2.jpg

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When I was home thinking about this trip and looking at the map it was the wide open spaces of Texas that had caught my attention.  The more northern route would have had me skirting city after city with the traffic that would entail, but the road through most of Texas looked desolate enough that I wondered if I would find gas stations when I needed them.  But I did see that there was one big city I’d encounter on this route though, Dallas, which I’d passed through the day before but didn’t talk about.  Blotted it out I think.  I had told myself it would be fine, and it was.  But I wasn’t so sure as I found myself clutching the wheel trying to assure myself that I was in the right lane of traffic, when there were eight lanes of traffic to choose from, and the speed  limit was still 70 mph, and it seemed like everyone else had decided to change lanes.  Another of the things that Texas does bigger I guess.

But leaving the park I was soon back to wide open spaces, and on, and on, and that question of finding gas stations began to loom in my mind. I saw an old faded sign for The Hitching Post, where they promised gas and cold drinks and hot snacks.  The sign looked like it had been there forever I had to wonder if the place existed anymore, but thankfully it did.  And so it was on into New Mexico with it’s extinct volcanos.07-03-20volcano07-03-20sign07-03-20corral

Heading for Colorado had the road winding through these hills that had taken over the terrain.  I hadn’t been aware of the rising altitude, but my ears were popping as the road wound down and into Colorado.  I began to glimpse the Rockies through the clouds, and yet another thunderstorm loomed.  It was the end of the first leg of this trip, and I let myself feel how tired I was, and how happy I was to see my sister-in-law.  More pictures could wait…

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Sunset Beach sunset…

By this time you would think that I would have been to a place called Sunset Beach for the sunset before, but I hadn’t.  Looking at the map I thought it would have a decent view to the east, which isn’t easy to come by here, so I had been there for the sunrise a time or two.  But Sunday night after dinner with my son and family I headed the short distance to the beach before I headed home.

These photos are basically in order.  Don’t ask me to explain why the houses facing the sunset seemed to be in the spotlight, but they were.  Plus lots of wading birds.  I walked to a covered pavilion to stand up a little higher and see what I could see, and I basically got rooted to the spot.  In one direction I could keep an eye on the sunset as it developed, plus the little sailboat which continued to criss-cross the view the entire time I was there, and in the other direction was a volley ball game which had me hoping for action shots.  Mostly I got shots of the players standing and looking up at the ball in the air, but it wasn’t for lack of trying. 06-21-20sunsetegrets06-21-20volleyball06-21-20volleyball3206-21-20sailboat206-21-20sailboat106-21-20sailboat306-21-20sunsetclose06-21-20lastsail06-21-20fisherboy

Lastly the fisher-boy as the color faded, and the sailboat still sailed…

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Those family recipes…

I had a brainstorm.  Nothing new, right?  Evidently I was also having them a (horrifyingly long time ago.  A time before the internet, before Pinterest, and before Allrecipies.  A time before your dear daughter could just text or message you to ask for a recipe.  It was a time when my daughter was getting married and I imagined her having to cook everyday, and I thought that she might like to have those simple, every day recipes that she had enjoyed as she grew up.  And so I searched for a book of some sort in which I could write-in those recipes.  This one was just what I was looking for.  I left lots of empty pages also, pages that she filled with recipes from friends and relatives, and others that she found over the years.  That that book has been well-used is evident from the worn out spine and the spills from dinners made over the years.  I’m especially tickled to know that my granddaughters have made some of those recipes in that book, even though finding new recipes to cook is a much easier task these days.06-13-20cookbook

A few years went by before my son was getting married, and I took that same idea a little further for my new daughter-in-law.  I had discovered Longaberger baskets by then, and further discovered that they had a recipe box available.  So I bought some cute recipe cards and sent a few to various relatives on both sides of the family, so that she now has a box full of hand-written recipes from special people in her life.

All of this came to mind when I was at my son’s house the other day, and in talking about the bullfrogs we were drinking I mentioned that I wished I hadn’t lost the recipe for a drink we used to make called Creamsicles.  They may not have totally unpacked since their recent move, but my DIL was able to go straight to that recipe box and the first recipe I saw was for Creamsicles.  As she talked about how much she enjoyed having those hand written recipes from favorite people it made my little heart go pitter-pat.  And the Creamsickles, can’t wait to make them again.  I used to make them for the kids too, without the vodka of course…06-13-20creamsckes

As much as I love technology, sometimes the old-fashioned way can just tweak at your heart strings.

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Oasis…

This oasis is located just minutes from sunset beach.  If I wasn’t such a wimp I might have stuck around for sunset, but I didn’t, mostly because I know I will be back many more times in the future.  You see this oasis belongs to my son, his new-to-him house, where I spent the day yesterday eating my DIL’s great food and drinking bullfrogs.  And enjoying this wonderful backyard.06-15-20Mike'syard106-15-20Mike'syard206-15-20Mike'shottubbers06-15-20Mike'spetunia06-15-20Mike'spinkflower06-15-20Mike'stinypurpleflowers06-15-20Mikeorange06-15-20Mikepink206-15-20Mikeyellowflower

This house was owned by a landscaper, which of course shows.  My DIL’s challenge is to use the app she downloaded to look up what the plants are as they bloom, and what care is required.  My son may have thought that the lack of grass meant a no fuss backyard, but after taming the Mexican petunia yesterday he was planning to ice his back after I left.  The kids?  Well, it may be a race to the hammock…