Betty sent this cute photo and note yesterday: "Hi Y'All: Lynn sent me some "spring" socks -- aren't they great? Blue birds, cardinals, orioles, but I don't know what the one on the foot is. Kitty Caitlin had to come over and put in her two "scents" worth. Love, Me'All " She says if anyone knows what the bird on the toes is to let us know.
I'm off to Jackson this morning and wouldn't you know it's snowing. Charm wrote and said it was "snowing at her house like it means it". We had an inch or two with misty visibility. I could see anyway so told Joe if it got bad at Pinedale we wouldn't go.
Our lane was a slip-sliding muddy and drifted ride out to the gate, kind of fun actually, as long as you don't end up in the ditch. A little excitement to start the day off. All the way to Boulder was more or less a wet snow covering the road, the kind that could be pretty slick, so took it slow. In fact some nut drove out of a side road right in front of me without stopping and did some fancy "S" moves then sped off and didn't stop at the highway either. I just threw my hands in the air, and was glad me and the truck in back of me could avoid an accident. Before the Boulder Creek bridge he pulled off, then after I passed roared by me with black smoke pouring out. Maybe some drunk on his way to work.
The most special thing at Silver Creek was a herd of 200 or 300 deer, too many to count. They were all trotting down the highway and I followed them slowly just like driving behind a herd of cattle. Before the bridge, they began to follow one another and half jumped over the fence to the west. The other half crossed the bridge and jumped the fence going east. I have never really seen anything exactly like this. Although I have seen them many times migrating across the hills several hundred at a time. I stopped for at least ten minutes waiting so not to make them panic, and got a whole bunch of photos. That's how long it took for them all to get over the fence and out of the road.
At about Boulder Creek the storm lifted and the sun was shining with blue sky ahead. Picked up Judi at Rendezvous Pointe about 9. Standing in the sunshine, she asked "What is all this? The car was solid ice and frozen mud nearly to the windows. We kicked some of it off the wheel wells and running board. Then met Maxine at 40 Rod and she got her things. It was good to see her, she looked good. She may go along with Charm and I to Jackson next week.
I brought us some of the banana nut crumb muffins for a snack. The trip was like a playback of most of the others, but from near Boulder on to Jackson the road was dry and the drive beautiful. A take on the Navajo poems - In beauty we drive, In beauty we drive. In beauty it is done. The rivers were running open and sparkling with chunks of broken turquoise and white ice along the deep banks. Boulders in the stream looked like cupcakes piled with divinity frosting. The fences were still covered with snow and drifts all the way through the Hoback. We stopped for some bighorn ewes, and then another small herd of deer, and got more pictures.
Was right on time at Chemo and they weren't very busy so the treatment went quickly this time. Everything was fine. They didn't give any new information, except will see the Huntsman doctor on the 25th and I said I would be there. (Means I won't go to WAA Convention.) I have cat scans next week but no chemo. We ate lunch while the treatment dripped. Then drove over to the new gallery near Wilson to check it out for Kay. It's quite obscure and out of the way. Stopped at the Hoback Market and got a few groceries. It's fun how even shopping with a friend can be a good adventure. We laughed at a house in Bondurant where deep snow had slid off the roof in an intact slab and totally covered the front of the building and porch from roof to the ground. Back to Rendezveous Pointe with hugs bye to Judi for now. Since I was in town, I went back to Country Lane Gas again but the bookkeeper/manager wasn't there, so I will need to go back or ask her to mail me copies of receipts with Joe's signatures to show valid charges on that bill they sent me.
At the East Fork I saw birds flying and at first glimpse -driving/peripheral vision - my mind interpreted it as a huge flock of blackbirds. But something was not right - they were too big. You know how sometimes for a minute or so your depth perception for size of things is out of kilter. But as they came closer and I pulled over and stopped there, they were geese beyond counting. What a sight. They all dropped quickly down into the willows along East Fork. I opened the window and listened to all the honking. We also saw our first osprey of the season sitting on a nest at the Snake River. Wow! So many special gifts today. Lots of signs of spring.
The road on home was also dry now. Coming in Richie Road was quite good. The loads of large gravel dumped and spread over the last several years here and there are really making a difference. Years ago you probably would have been off in the sagebrush for the mud, making some memorable rides. There is always a mucky place coming up out of the creek and I punched it into 4WD there and bounced from one set of chocolate pudding ruts to another. Through the gate and down our lane it was more like driving a boat, you know that wallowing in the mud and slush, back and forth sideways, slipping in and out of the tracks. Lots of water splashing. The dogs met me at the gate and were wet and muddy too. Home by about 4:30. Found some leftovers to heat up and got the dogs fed.
Thank you again for going with me Judi. We hadn't seen each other since January because they've been traveling and I loved having a wonderful visit with my dear friend. We couldn't talk fast enough to get it all in.
I'll download the photos later and in the next several days show you some of the best ones - hope there are some best ones there. I took so many that - according to the law of averages - there should be a few that will be fun to use.
So far I'm feeling good again.
At Chemo
See the IV line going into the port in my chest, which is working pretty good BTW. The light from the window is blocking out all the IV bags hanging on the pole. The green folder is my records. It grows larger every week.
2 comments:
Wow! What a treat to read about your day. It was like I was sitting there in the front seat. In fact, as I was visualizing it, I was seeing the windshield and dashboard, etc. Quite exciting!
The bird in question looks like a multicolorous-knitfeatherous toebird.
~J~
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