Now we are back to “real” time and I have been home a month. I love being back but it always feels like I am being punished for going away. The trees and plants were overgrown and the ants had been working overtime. I finally realized it was wise to just let the ants do their thing. They bring up the most wonderful dirt when they make their big cones. I just rake it around. It is much easier to work with than the hard desert dirt. I have a feeling one day that my house will just disappear into a giant ant den.
The bunnies love all the trimming. I usually leave the cut branches piled up for a while. I try to remember to not come out to the office (shed) at full speed and scare them off. One afternoon there were seven of them chomping away at the big green salad. They also help keep the yard cleaned by eating the mesquite tree pods. They take them by one end and chomp them into their mouths, a little like slurping spaghetti.
The bridge over Hoover Dam that I spoke about last time has opened since I went through but someone who went across it on their way back says you can’t see much when you are crossing it. I look forward to doing that in the spring if I go out that direction.
I thought I had discouraged all e-mail forwards but once in a while somebody breaks my rule. This was so true, “Why is the mistletoe hanging over the baggage counter?” asked the airline passenger, amid the holiday rush. The clerk replied, “It’s so you can kiss your luggage good-bye.” Hmmm
Winter and Christmas Cantata choirs started about the time I got back. We have a new choir director that is big enough to scare all of us into submission but he is very young and we don’t scare easily! One night the choir trouble maker gave us all tennis balls on the sly. The director obviously didn’t know he was giving us a cue, but suddenly we all threw tennis balls at him. Fortunately, he has a great sense of humor. That makes all the work fun but since I don’t read music or obviously know how to count it that well, I still struggle.
These are a few of the pictures I took of the stormy skies right after I got back. God Bless until next week.
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At 45, Widow Minshall began 20 years of solo full-time RVing throughout Alaska, Mexico, and Canada. Sharlene canoed the Yukon, mushed sled dogs, worked a dude ranch, visited Hudson Bay polar bears, and lived six months on a Mexican beach. She lectured at Life on Wheels, published six RV-related books and wrote a novel, “Winter in the Wilderness.”