Nothing Much to Say . . . But I'll Say it Anyway

It's been a cold spring in the Rockies. We get occasional days of sunshine, but most of those were accompanied by wind. But the flowers are perking along and making life more enjoyable. I know I take pictures every year, but I just can't resist. The daffodils are especially great this year - many new varieties DC planted last fall.











































It's supposed to be very warm this next week - like our usual turning from winter into summer overnight - we'll see!


The new header picture was taken by DC with his new panoramic capability - we took advantage of one of the sunny days. I had some fun with my camera, too, but I don't take as good shots as my photographer husband. Based on the amount of snow on all the peaks, we'll be having good reservoir amounts this summer.




















Many folks have come out here on vacation, driven by this spot on the lake on their way up to the mountains, and decided to move here lock stock and barrel.

On a totally different note, Miss Katie loves playing hide and seek with Grandma.

My sister and I have fun finding good books and sharing them with each other. She found this one - has anyone read Room by Emma Donoghue? It's the story of a young woman who was kidnapped at age 19 and hidden away in a 12x12 room for 7 years, giving birth to two children by her captor, one of whom survives and is a 5 year old boy. She did a fabulous job of teaching him and keeping him healthy under horrendous conditions. I don't know if she had Jaycee Dugard in mind when she wrote it, but that's the first thing I thought of. I don't want to give anything away, in case you'd like to read it, but I just loved this observation after they were "outside" for a week or so.

In the world I notice persons are nearly always stressed and have no time. Even Grandma often says that, but she and Steppa don't have jobs, so I don't know how persons with jobs do the jobs and all the living as well. In Room, me and Ma had time for everything. I guess the time gets spread very thin like butter over all the world, the roads and houses and playgrounds and stores, so there's only a little smear of time on each place, then everyone has to hurry on to the next bit.

Kevin will be home two weeks from tomorrow for a couple of weeks - preparing with Angie for her move to Maine. A friend will fly in Memorial Day week-end to help them drive their things on the long journey. This is a huge step of faith for them - faith that she will find a job once she is there. She has had such good interviews by phone, but it isn't the same as being there. Please pray for them - this is a mammoth move!