Busy Weekend

Teenagers! They know how to fill a weekend with activities and thank goodness for that. After a quite morning, we left for Holyoke, Colorado, east of Orchard about 120 miles. It's amazing that highschools have to travel so far for a basketball game but that's what we did.

I figured it was a good time to explore more of Colorado and Henry helped by taking a backroad, Hwy 6, from Wiggins to Sterling, Co. the reentering hwy 34 on to Holyoke. The drive was a different route but not much different scenery, mostly flat, sagebrush, lightly snow covered topography. We passed several very small towns most which survive because of a grain storage facility that the rail cars pass by to pick up crops. (I'll get some snaps of those soon - when my camera arrives from the online purchase I made.)

In Sterling, Co Henry, Grizzly and I stopped at the Overland Trail Museum. We were met by Lana Trump, (not at all like Lana Turner or Donald Trumps latest honey) and were given a brief talk about the museum. She showed us pictures of James Michener and said he had visited the museum during the writing of Centennial. Everything from maps, old photographs,household goods, implements, furnishings, clothing, Indian artifacts, old tractors, musical instruments, and books were housed in this modest building. Really cool, I expect to go back and learn more.

After a brief stop, we continued to the Basketball game. Since the schools travel so far, and on a bus, all the teams play: JV girls and boys and then Varsity girls and boys. The first game started at 3pm and the last game finished at 7:45 pm. Although I think myself friendly and open to new people and things, I continue to be amazed that the parents of the Wiggins school kids don't recipocate an opportunity to make new friends. It was almost the end of the first quarter of the Varsity boys game when I realized that not one of the Wiggins crowd had bothered to say, "Hello, good to see ya." This depresses me and I'm not sure what to do. The road home was long and I was very quite thinking about this new problem.

It's Sunday morning and the house is quite. Hank is sleeping and Henry has gone off into the frigid cold to work - probably feeding cattle. I'm making a pot of soup which I hope to share with a ranch family, the Finnegans, after church.

The Johnson's called (another ranch family) and had fresh cut Christmas trees for us from the tree farm in Southern Colorado! We picked one out and will decorate this week!

All is well. Jane