Anita's Wedding

So things are different now, yet the same somehow. Excitement swells inside of me as I anticipate my long deserved trip to the farm this weekend to meet Dad and Uncle Clark, yet my husband backed out on me last night. Progress of some type - or what ? He has always complained SO much about me traveling alone, and although I have made this trip countless times alone, it is a very crooked and steep and narrow highway to get to the farm, and he worries endlessly. Last night he told me he was going to stay home, but I should go because of my need to relax, and this would be great if my son went too. Seems to think that I need a protector to ride along. Hoping that this is a positive change. Knowing that this must sound menial, but it is monumental. Maybe some of my speeches and lectures have been heard.

Sprin Photo Blog

Ms Macenzie, I'm sure telling me a tall tale !

Look Nanna ! No hands !

Farrah would not get off of Scorpie

Steve riding the new horse Belle Starr

Finally have the home phone fixed - apparently the old house has old phone lines and they have been shorting out, but as soon as the old phone starts ringing I kind of miss the peace and quiet. Too often, pleasant evenings are interrupted by calls of situations out of our control, and some situations that we would prefer to stay ignorant about. I read online Monday that my daughter is getting married this Friday - strange part about it - she was at the house Sunday night and no mention. Odd. Oh well, the sun is shining and its a beautiful day, so I'll move forward.