Horses near Boulder Last Tuesday On this day in 1964, the most powerful earthquake in the Western Hemisphere during the 20th century struck Anchorage, Alaska. I remember that! So it was interesting to read there was a 4.1 earthquake near the east entrance of Yellowstone Park early on Tuesday morning.
Maxine called this morning and says she has a doctor appointment in Jackson next Tuesday, so we are going to drive up together again.
Maxine was knitting a dishcloth while she waited with me in chemo the other day. I remembered I used to knit and have a sweater somewhere in limbo. So this morning I went looking for that, not sure I hadn't purged it a few months ago. Found it right where I left it years ago, and copied the recipe for her. If you'd like a copy, let me know. It is nearly finished except for the edges and the bottom half of the sleeves. This one is green heather acrylic. I made a gold wool one years ago and wore it out, it was so comfortable. It's a neat pattern because it's all one piece. You start at the neck and go down and it goes very fast. The only seams are under the arms. I could probably get it finished while I sit in chemo. It's been so long since I knitted I'll probably have to learn how all over again. Always figured if I was doing something creative I should be painting so quit doing any other crafts or creative things. Hmmm, I'll have to buy some buttons.
This morning the wind was still blowing and has rearranged all the landscape again. It's still moving the snow, but not as ferociously. As far as I can see out of the window it doesn't look like the drifts are bad down the road ..... yet. Big Kahuna is bigger. Although mostly cloudy, the sun is shining right now and temperature is 23. The wind is supposed to blow and be stormy again. I feel sorry for the new little calves to have to endure such awful weather when they are only days old. But I guess it makes them strong too. Tuesday was the first time I've seen the babies out in the fields. So cute.
I've been enjoying reading Billie Jean's big envelope of letters again, sent through the years. There are letters from the 70's nearly to the 90's. Most of them are from when they went to work on a three year contract in Saudi Arabia and their experiences with that, and the traveling they did all over Europe. Bill was an electrical engineer. Billie Jean was an english professor at UNLV and writes poetry. She's the one who first helped me write poetry, and to feel like I could do that. We met in Nevada hiking in the Sierra Club and had a wonderful friendship for many years. We started corresponding more when I came to Wyoming.
The big snow machine hill climb event starts in Jackson today and goes through the weekend. Charm and Gina are going up to watch. Jim and Gina's son-in-law and grandson are in it. It's a crazy thing to me just to see if you and the machine can do it; the contestants are obsessed with it though. They try to get up and over Snow King ski hill, which is VERY steep, without rolling back down and getting killed in the process. So whoever goes the fastest and the furthest wins. Everybody else stands at the bottom and watches the mayhem. I don't have any desire to do either. Or try to even find a parking place. But you guys have a marvelous time. I loved to snowmachine, only slowly enough to see the scenery and enjoy an outdoor experience.
I'm feeling quite good today.
