Catch-up

Friday night we spent a delightful evening going to the local library to watch a movie. The library shows movies twice a month; and they are usually pretty current. They have a large pull down screen and a dvd player mounted on the ceiling. Young mom and dads bring their kids and the kids usually sit on bean bags on the floor or in child-size chairs. Friday we watched Beverly Hills Chihuahua. It was very cute.

I had a wonderful time Saturday with my friend, Salai, as we spent the day in Walsenburg at Etla's Yarn Shop. I think I finally mastered using one 40" long cable knitting needle to knit two socks at a time. It's just learning how to do something completely different than you have ever done before, that's all! That's a cinch at my old age, right? Well, it is good for the brain to change things up a bit, like stirring things in the opposite direction or combing your hair with the opposite hand than usual. Makes the brain work to figure out how to do it (saw that in a Readers' Digest somewhere).

The drive to Walsenburg over the mountain was pleasant with most of the snow gone from a couple of weeks ago. The area should be greening up a lot in the next couple of weeks.

Yesterday Lesle and Bill came over from Colorado City on their day off. We familiarize them with Alamosa, then drove to Monte Vista and had lunch at Baldo's. It was fantastic as usual. Lesle even tasted some of my menudo (a stew made with cow stomach).

Then we drove up to South Fork and showed them the area we will be spending our summer. On the way we were able to double-check on each of the campgrounds. Since we picked up the keys last week from the Forest Service, we were able to unlock the gate and enter Big Meadows. We were able to drive as far as the campsite we will be using, but there were still a foot or so of snow pack on the road further up, so we stopped there.

Lesle got a kick out seeing marmots - or whistle pigs as we call them because their squeak sounds like a high-pitched whistle. They live in above 6,500 feet and burrow under rocks. We have a lot of marmots around Big Meadows.

The falls were bursting with spring run-off water and tumbling down in a roar. It was very pretty.....as life would have it, of course I didn't have my camera with me. Next time.

Oops, off we go to Santa Fe to see our daughters and grands.

Remember, you are loved.