Early March

Early March! These are the days when memories stir in my mind. Spring sun glowing, soft warm rays, searching and then the canyon finds. Truly those were days of joy. Going barefoot in the sand -mattered not whether with girl or boy We walked together hand in hand and climbed the cliffs of salmon red for flowers in the sunlit cave. ‘Cliff Flowers’, rare, so they said. Slippery path! We must be brave! Home we’d go, a bouquet for mom and one for Auntie Iva. Shiny eyes – a happy song. It was Spring – best time of the year.

Opportunities

I feel like I have passed up many opportunities that would have benefited me. I wish I'd taken hold of them and met their challenges. Who knows--they undoubtedly would have yielded many gifts-- more empathy, more knowledge, more confidence in myself, etc. Perhaps even greater joy in life.

Do You Remember These Days and the Sunbird??

Reprieve

Can you guess who the person is in this picture? Could you name the little girl below? Do you think it's Jeanne? Nope. Guess again. The picture of this beautiful woman is Grandpa Hunt's sister, Ada. Isn't she beautiful? I think she looks like some of my girls and grandgirls! Do you?

We're not going to Blanding today! Bud is sick so we've cancelled our trip until the first part of March. (Oh good!! that is Cliff flower picking time if LaVern and I can beat the other pickers there) Today we get to have fun getting our income tax papers ready. Reprieve from "Dirty Seven" also. Too much of that lately....altho last night was fun teaching Ron and Shirley how to play Hand and Foot. They caught on sooo fast and are such good sports. Shirley and I won!!!

Looks like Jeanne, hmmm?

Blog succumbs to Facebook

Woe, woe, woe ! I webbed into the net to learn the family news but, woe again, I found BLOG had succumbed to Face Book (ugh). Can we resuscitate BLOG?
I know! I know! I know! I was definitely an accomplice in her demise. My fingers are bloody but…. No! My fingers are arthritic and unused.
I plead guilty by reason of temporary laziness, loss of memory and stupor of thought. I repent and plead for leniency and restoration of your BLOGS.