Diane

Diane arrived last Monday (Christmas Eve) about seven in the evening. She made very good time for the long distance she had to travel. She did not go via Chandler to drop off her cat, Coyote. (She was going to do that because Coyote being an Arizona cat is not used to the cool temperatures in our garage in the winter time.) Diane took a calculated risk and brought Coyote with her to save the time used by stopping at Chandler. Her risk paid off because old softie George allowed Coyote to take up residence in the laundry room where Diane wanted to put her. Clarine sort of took Diane and Coyote's side too. Maybe I got out numbered. It isn't difficult to tell that Coyote prefers the warmth of the laundry room. We have let her try the outside a little bit, but she soon tries to get back into where the temperatures are a little more friendly. (Is it writing about Diane if I write about her antics with the cat?)

It has been a joy to have Diane come home for the Christmas season. She is no problem to have around as she sort of takes care of herself. She does have some questions about what I think and do and either implies or directly suggests adjustments I might make to make me more amenable to her way of thinking. We have been to Lisa and Phil's twice since she has been here. We went to Red Lobster and gorged one day. Saturday while I was in the temple, Diane did a session and spent the rest of the time from nine in the morning to four in the afternoon doing things of her own liking. The three of us went to the Tooele swimming pool on Thursday. It had been a while since we had done that. So 'twas good to get back to that activity. She has about one more week here until she heads back for the resumption of school at Antelope Valley High School in the outskirts of Yuma, Arizona.

As you can see in the picture Diane is very artistically cutting out snowflakes to make Christmas greetings and offerings for friends and people who are very dear to her. She cuts some most interesting designs and themes into her snowflakes - some of which are based on scriptural themes. Also in the artistic vein she is making a mobile of a school of fish (one of each member of this clan) out of scrap wire that she has gleaned in the desert. The completed fish display interesting characteristics. With a little imagination one can tell who is being represented - either by physical looks or personality traits. It will reside here as our Christmas gift from Diane.

I must not write more now. I am obligated to go stir up a virgin pina colada for Diane and Clarine. Love, gwh.

Three Generations

The pictures I have shown were taken last June. One of them shows three generations - Great Grandpa Hatch, Grandpa Hatch and Elliott Lucherini. The pics were stored in my camera memory instead of on the photo card. They were found by Chris today as he was trying to solve problems about why I couldn't store any pictures on my camera card. (While he is checking out my camera card, I will use the eight slots in my camera memory to do pictures. When I get back to where I can use the card again, I can store over 900 pictures on my camera.) Chris was here today because Kim, Chris and Elliott came out and had lunch with us today. While he was here today I received the benefits of Chris' expertize in matters electronic. So now I can understand my camera better, my Lexmark printer is working again and my computers are sporting the latest updates that can be downloaded. These three photos are significant to me because now 6 months later, Elliott is again quite receptive to his great grandpa again. In the interim when he last visited, he was quite leery of me and wouldn't give me "head bonks." Today "head bonks" are back in and he likes me again. I didn't take any new pictures today but Kim did. I think she is going to post a blog too.

Diane is driving from Arizona today and will arrive here tonight. It has been snowing quite hard most of the afternoon, and I had heard that the storm was going to reach as far south as I-70. That means that Diane will likely have over 200 miles to drive in severe snow storm conditions. It will surely be good to have her home for Christmas.

I will take this opportunity to once again wish every one of you a perfectly happy Christmas, and I trust that 2008 will unfold with blessings to you all for the entire year. gwh

Snow - Update, 1:41 PM, 21 December 2007

While I was out shoveling snow from the driveway, Clarine was inside making wonderful chocolate chip cookies. She conveniently has a broken foot, so I get the privilege of taking the cookies to the doors of the houses. I didn't know there were so many that she wanted to favor with a plate of her cookies. (I got to take several deliveries to the doors yesterday afternoon as well. I think today's effort will likely put the cap on it for this year.) The smell of pecan brittle and peanut brittle has permeated the house the last couple of days as Clarine cooked it. For lunch today we just grazed - crackers and cheese slices, sliced fresh pear, cookies, sliced banana, green jello, and I also ate a Mrs. Cavanaugh's chocolate and a piece of pecan brittle. There was no such thing as being deprived. This is a very difficult time of year to put controls on how much one weighs.

In our locale the huge predicted storm sort of fizzled - about three to four inches of snow. My son, Phillip, lives in Salt Lake City in the vicinity of 18th East and Thirty-third South. He said they had 8-9 inches of new snow this morning - just the opposite of earlier in the week when lake effect gave us about 8 inches, and Phillip hardly got any. I looked up the weather forecast for Tooele, Utah and snow flurries are predicted for the next five days, so who knows what can happen.

No animals or people have fallen through the ice today, so the excitement level is off just a little.

I don't know why a guy that is nearly eighty years old should feel so good and be able to do so many things (all -be-it a little more slowly than in times past), but that is just the way it is. I guess I will just accept it and be happy. It is possible for it all to come crashing down in the next moment. Feeling well is a marvelous Blessing!!!!!! gwh

911 - Rescue

This morning Clarine said to me, "Oh look!" and pointed out into the middle of the lake. There was a black and white dog there that had fallen through the ice and was struggling to get back up on to the ice, but the ice kept breaking and the dog kept on thrashing and struggling. (She had seen the dog running around on the ice on the other side of the cause way a few minutes earlier.) I could see that the dog was starting to tire. Clarine asked me if she should call 911. I said, "Maybe they don't do dogs." Before I could opine any further she had dialed 911. They said they would dispatch. It seemed like ages. Before they got there about four cars had stopped. Clarine had called a couple of people that know dogs (Brian Headden and Jack Weber) in this area, and they had arrived to help wring their hands along with several of the rest of us. Shortly we had several official vehicles present. I don't know which department the official was from, but he donned a wet suit, tied a rope around his waste and had his buddy stand anchor on shore. He got on his belly and sort of swam on the ice out to about twenty feet of the dog, then he broke through. He was soon to the presence of the dog and got the dog upon to solid ice. The dog departed very quickly and headed for home. The officials found whose dog it was. (I never did find out.) The official got to ice that was a little more solid and with a pull from shore, he was on the ice on his belly and wiggled his way back to shore. I took other pictures in the sequence, but they didn't work out, so what you got is what you get. The pic with the black dot in the lake is the dog when we first spotted him. One of the pictures shows the official and the dog with a tether back to shore. Another shows the dog on more solid ice walking away, and the other picture shows the official on the ice wiggling back to shore.

The weather has warmed this week - a storm early on and another pending. Both have warm southerly winds preceding them. The ice has turned rotten and consequently has no strength to it. We had one big lake effect storm and another is pending for this evening and tomorrow. Maybe I will have more snow "pics" tomorrow. Nearly all of that snow that I posted earlier in the week is gone.

Yesterday Clarine and I drove to Provo and picked up Beth and her friend and drove them to the airport in Salt Lake for their Christmas recess at home in the Seattle area. They were traveling on two different air lines, but both flights were scheduled at the same time. Since I haven't heard anything further, I assume they have safely arrived at their destination. Beth is returning on 4 January 2008, so we will pick her up then and deliver her back to BYU in Provo.

The south wind is blowing warm and hard. The sky is very sunny. It is difficult to believe the weather people when they say that a big storm will start by this evening and continue on into tomorrow. Stand by for further posting. gwh

eight inches of lake effect.

We got quite a few inches of lake effect last night and today. It is 12:30 PM and there a still a few fluttering flakes coming down. Some time early this morning a good neighbor cleared my walks and driveway. When I arose, they were covered again. I said to myself that I would wait until the snow stopped then go out and remove the residue. Just after I finished breakfast I could hear a snow blower and a shovel working in front of our place again. We were able to identify the good Samaritan this time. One of our neighbors is a landscape contractor, and he had a couple of his people out doing my driveway and walks. How kind of him. I am sure he pays his crew good wages. Maybe he was trying to keep them busy, so that they would still be with him when he needs them. Television weather reports this morning said that the Tooele area was getting most of the precipitation, and they labeled it as lake effect. I called Phil this morning and he said they were hard pressed to say that they had an inch of snow. I have decided to call our amount "eight inches." It could be more or less, but this is close enough for my purposes, whatever they are.

Clarine has been on prednizone for three days. I think we can finally say that something is bringing her some relief and helping her to breathe much easier. Though she is still not totally better, and she has a broken foot which we have sort of forgotten about in the turmoil of respiratory woes, I feel brighter about the prospects. I think she is still planning to put out a spread on Christmas Day. She is one hardy trooper. I guess I will never truly know how much she suffered over the last ten days - struggling for breath. She goes to the podiatrist on Monday for him to look at her foot to see how it is progressing. She hasn't liked wearing the stabilizing boot that she was given because it is uncomfortable, so at times she has gone "foot loose and fancy free." She promises me that she will be "very careful." She certainly doesn't need the set- back of having her fracture crack open again.

Diane says she is driving up from Tacna on December 24th and will grace us with her presence until 5 January 2008. (It is going to be a test once again to get used to writing a new year whenever dates are to be posted.) I think Marie and Ken have accepted the responsibility for her cat, Coyote, while she is gone. Diane fears my garage is too cold for an Arizona cat, and I am too tired to clean white cat hairs from the furnishings inside of the house, so it is best that the cat can stay in Arizona.

We wish for all a very wonderful Christmas and that the year, 2008, will be good to all of us. I will likely blog again before those holidays actually get here, but in case a siege of laziness comes upon me I will have offered my greetings. gwh (The sun is starting to come out. The lake effect is done for this time.)

Weekly Update

Clarine has not had a good week. Oddly enough it is not her foot that is causing her the most difficulty right now. Monday she wasn't feeling totally well. There were respiratory problems. She went to the doctor. Her breathing passages were greatly inflamed, and she was having pain when she sneezed or coughed. She has had so much drainage that her nose is sore from wiping. She was given a heavy dose of antibiotics to take for ten days. Through yesterday she had not improved noticeably at all. I am thinking I can see traces of improvement today. I am inclined to worry about it a little. Perhaps today she is turning the corner.

She has talked about putting up Christmas decorations. Tuesday we put the tree together and set it up and did the other inside decorations. I also put up several different lighting arrangements out side. They work fine and look quite good. I tried to take pictures of them, but nothing shows like it does to the real eye. Maybe it was because the flash kept triggering. Oh, well! I included some of the photos anyway. There are lights on the trees on the sun porch, lights along the rosebushes at the east of the house, lights going down the steps toward the lake, and lights and garland above the doors on the garage. There are timers on all of the arrangements. they come on about 5:30 PM and go off at ten. I'm sorry I am having difficulty showing you just how pretty they really are. I was sort of "Scroogey" and didn't want to get involved putting up the lights, but when I got going, it was difficult to get me stopped.

I went to the temple again yesterday and Clarine stayed home to get better. It is nicer when the two of us can go and do our shifts together.

In spite of how she is feeling, Clarine has been making some wonderful bread, cookies, brownies, and other things that do not help me to control my weight as well as I should, but I really do love food. I guess that is one of the "tender mercies of the Lord" that I feel so well that my appetite is wonderful and doesn't sate nearly so easily as it should for some one approaching eighty years of age.

I hope you are enjoying this time of year and feeling the the love, mercy and grace of the Lord. I love you all. gwh.

dermitologist

Last Wednesday, 28 November 2007, I went to the dermatologist. My face shows signs that he abused me severely. Clarine snapped a picture for me. As I look at the picture the evidence does not show very well. The top of my head and the right side of my face show the most evidence. The sore on my nose had even bled a little, I think because the scab rubs off so easily. I undoubtedly will survive, and I will be the better for the ordeal. His tool of choice to use on me was liquid nitrogen (very cold) applied either by a cotton swab or sprayed from a canister. He used the canister with an insulating cover on it, so as to not freeze his hand. He used the canister on my arms and hands very profusely on the top of my head.

Clarine is recovering from her fractured foot. She did not go to the temple on Saturday or to church on Sunday. She has had infected sinuses on top of her other woes. It is bad enough that she is going to see a doctor in about one hour. She gets around oik, but I can tell that she doesn't feel up to par. She isn't as involved in things around the house so much as usual.

The snow storm of last week gave us about five inches of snow. I shoveled part of it Saturday morning before leaving for the temple. While I was gone, the neighbor came by with his ATV and plowed the rest of it. What a nice neighbor! Clarine gave him a loaf of her newly baked bread.

Now that Thanksgiving is past, we start working on Christmas. We have put up the tree in the dining room. With all of its lights, it is extra colorful. I have not been overly excited to get out and put up lights and decorations out side. I think if Clarine were feeling better, she would be giving me more reminders to get out and get the job done.

Ice is starting to form on the lake. The other day a paddle boat migrated from the south of the lake to this end of the water body. It never did come all the way into our inlet, but it stopped about fifty feet off the end of the culvert closest to our house. With these cold nights, it is about to get frozen into the lake too far from shore for any one to get to it and retrieve it.

The geese still fly around in large groups setting up such a noise that one wonders what is troubling them. The are some ducks and seagulls, but the variety of waterfowl has greatly diminished.

I just decided to write this blog and post it to update you a little as to what is happening. gwh.

updates

I went back to my camera this morning to see if I could be successful and transfer images to my computer. It worked this time. Now we get to see what Clarine looks like sporting her new avante garde boot - pretty sexy eh? I told you the purpose of the boot in earlier communications. I took another picture for good measure. It displays the Christmas cactus-not that I blogged about earlier. It is just ready to start the downhill side of the profuse blooming that it has engaged in. Very nice - this time we will call it a Thanksgiving cactus. I don't know what it will be the next time it blooms - maybe on my birthday in February and we can call it a George cactus. gwh

scuttled boat

Enough of this picture is good to show you the scuttled boat in the inlet. There is enough water in it that I cannot drag it ashore. I have a neighbor who says that if we can't drag it ashore, he will hook his truck to it and that will do the job. When all of the husky fellows were here for Thanksgiving, I didn't think about having them drag it ashore. As you can see I am having difficulty trying to transfer pictures from my camera to my blog site. The garbled portion of this pic covers the showing of the chair that was in the bottom of the boat but now rests on the shore. I took a good picture of Clarine wearing her new boot, but it didn't even transfer from the camera to the computer, and I can't bring it up in my camera now either. Clarine is wearing a boot because she has a broken bone in her metatarsal area of her left foot. It is to be held stable for six weeks for healing purposes. She has also strained her Achilles tendon in her right foot. She is going to have to take a six weeks leave of absence from the temple because the standing required is to rigorous for her feet. Just another little test for us to accommodate - especially Clarine. Today I paid my taxes. They were up $200 this year over last. (I thought real estate prices were falling, so the evaluation should have followed, but the county can't operate on less than they anticipated on getting, so the taxes won't go down even though the value of real estate is less. We are still working on the left overs from Thanksgiving. We still have three kinds of pie left, some turkey and some mashed potatoes. It will be a while before we get the larder down to where we can plan new menus. We made some excellent turkey soup from the turkey bones and skeleton left from the holiday meal. We didn't trim the bones too closely, so there is lots of meat in the soup. We had the soup tonight, and it was yummy. I prepared this blog once before this evening, and when I pushed the key to post it, I got a window saying it couldn't be posted, and I was never able to find it. So this is the second attempt. I am almost afraid to post it for fear that I will lose another creation. Well here goes. Wish me luck. gwh

Christmas Cactus-Not

This Christmas cactus plant has been in this household since many years back. It was blooming when we lived in Olympus Cove, and it is still doing like it has always done - producing blossoms three or four times a year but rarely on Christmas. They will still continue to bloom for another week or so. They will be gone for Christmas. They will be at their peak for Thanksgiving, however. It is what I would consider as a very old cactus. The dirt around it in the pot feels like it has turned to stone, but the plant still seems to be happy. We will accept the blossoms as often as it wants to produce. There are many buds that haven't opened yet. Most of my plants I rotate about ninety degrees clockwise each week. This plant is so integral to my stair railing that I think it would be too much of a disturbance to try to rotate it. So all I do is feed it and water it. It hasn't shown any signs of old age yet. Maybe I don't even know what old age is for a Christmas Cactus. Well, anyway may these pictures carry to you our thoughts for you to enjoy a Happy Thanksgiving and Merry Christmas (sans blossoms). (I had two photos in this post, and now one of them is gone. It is so frustrating when computers independently think they know more what I want than I do. I try to restore the image, but it doesn't respond to that request, so I guess I will post the blog and forward the image another time if it seems worthy.) gwh

Luke 10: 29-37 The Parable of the Good Samaritan

I have been musing - an interesting passtime. Here is a hypothetical question. I will put it in multiple choice form for ease of answer. No one will ever necessarily know what your answer is because the question is introspective, but I believe it is worthy of a few minutes of thought. Here is the question: If you received an e-mail and its contents were your first reading of The Parable of the Good Samaritan, what would be your first course of action: a) ignore it; b) delete it; c) give it the Snopes test to determine its worthiness for reading; d) read it to try to determine the intent or message of the sender or if he had an agenda; e) none of the above.

Thoughts and comments are welcome. gwh

Sheridan

This is to honor my good friend and wonderful granddaughter, Sheridan. Tomorrow she will be ten years old. Clarine and I went to her place after our shift in the temple yesterday. We brought a gift bag of things for her birthday. At that time we did not know that we were invited to come on Monday (tomorrow) for her birthday dinner. So if Clarine gets over her cold well enough we will be at her place again tomorrow. It is fun to bring things for the birthdays of her and her brothers as they share things well and all three of them get very excited regardless of who's birthday it is. Sheridan always gives me good, friendly hugs when I come and when I leave. Her siblings do too. It will be a pleasure to be there for her birthday dinner tomorrow. Sheridan and one of her birthday things.

Sheridan - some more.

Sheridan's mom, Lisa and her sibs, Zach and Max

Sheridan's father, Phillip.

A wonderful family to which I am proud to declare my relationship. gwh

Jalayne

This blog is a tribute to my beautiful granddaughter, Jalayne. She came to our place today, attended church with us, and we had a wonderful lunch together. She consented to my taking these two pictures. I said that I might put them in a blog, and now I am doing it. Jalayne is a student at USU in Logan. She was in the area this weekend because she and some friends were attending a seminar at Park City. She was so nice to e-mail earlier in the week saying that she would be in the area and asking what time church started. Old people can't be that much fun, but she opted to come and then make it fun. She is a super person. She even pronounced my Sunday school lesson to be "GOOD."
She is such a gem. It is so nice to have people behave and treat us as if we were significant individuals. It is a gift that comes from her being a Christ-like person. gwh

Mums/Cosmos and "Mums Row"

Most all of our color from flowers, presently, is coming from mums. Here it is almost time for hard frost and they are just getting into their prime of bloom. Cosmos are such an efficient flower to grow. They bloom most all summer and reseed themselves for next year's crop. In the one photo here they are still blooming along with some rust colored mums. They are even a better sight than the picture shows. "Mums Row" materialized from going back to the cemetery after Memorial Day and retrieving the mums we had put out for the holiday and then transplanting them in "Mums Row." We don't do that at Oxford cemetery; it is too far to go back to retrieve the mums. But the cemeteries here want the flowers picked up after one week. So what we have transplanted came mostly at the largess of Clarine's deceased kin. Mums come back and bloom as perennials every year, but they are really only quite beautiful in the late fall of the year when they bloom.

Brother, Nephew and Apples

Friday, 2 November 2007, my brother, Paul and his son, Dean, drove up in this this magnificent, mid-night blue, Dodge Ram 1500 truck. They gave us a wonderful visit for about half an hour. I should have gotten out my camera to take a picture, but I am a little slow on the uptake, so I missed my opportunity. But they did leave a box of wonderful Fuji apples that they had grown on the farm in Pasco, Washington. The only proof of what I am telling you is that today I took a picture of the wonderful box of apples. It couldn't of just materialized. So there is your proof; they really did come and we had a really good visit. They were going to go off fishing in Wyoming over in the Naughton Resevoir vicinity. I fished with them there once. That was some of the largest trout that I have ever caught. Both Paul and Dean looked really good. I am so glad that they came. I enjoy visits from those who are near and dear to me. Incidentally the report is considerably improved for Starley. Carol is having to spend much less time there helping out. Nothing like a bit of good news now and then. By the way, the apples are crisp, sweet and moresome. gwh

Photo Searching

I haven't been out and active with my camera lately, but I went back and looked through my archives of photos and found two that I want to share. There was this place in Grand Lake, Colorado, that made all kinds of interesting log furniture. Clarine posed in front of it. Also while on this recent trip to Colorado, I chanced to shoot a picture of Main Street in the quaint town of Yampa, Colorado. I will use these two pictures as a segue into a blog. Neither picture has a lot to do with leaves which is one of the main reasons to take the trip to Colorado; the other was to see our friends, the Allreds. So now that I am blogging, I will just reveal a little bit about what has transpired in the last few days. Kim, Chris and Elliott came out for dinner Friday night. Elliott really likes the two baskets of toys that are in the sun room. He also likes jello with whipped cream - VERY MUCH! Saturday afternoon after the temple service we drove to Lisa, Phil and children's place to see them briefly and to pick up a very large bottle - two liter of extra virgin olive oil and a large carton of Feta cheese. I still had a package of Twizzler Red Vines that I had left over from the football game at BYU which several of us attended on 22 September which I gave to them. The storm sort of interrupted our tail gating, so I had a package of Twizzlers left. We did manage to eat most of one package. It was good to see Lisa, Phil and family. We didn't stay long, but we had a good visit. Also this week I mowed the lawn for the last time this year and serviced the lawn mower for winter storage. I sprayed my special concoction of mineral spirits and linseed oil on the steps and the dock to water proof them for winter. Also I repaired the doors on my outdoor storage shed where some of the lumber hat rotted away due to sprinkler water. Then I painted it. I also took my fountain out of the lake, cleaned it up a little and put on a new fountain nozzle, and stored it in the shed for the winter. I drained and turned off the sprinklers for the winter. One would have to say that I did a lot of things of a winterizing nature. Clarine's sister is still with us recovering from her shoulder operation. This week she fell going up the stairs. A trip to the doctor indicated that she had done no more damage to her shoulder, for which we were grateful. Our lake is getting a higher water level this fall. I am happy to see it filling up again after it got 18-24 inches lower than normal. I think that the fish and the water fowl like it better too. I removed a few more nails and tacks from the "The Ole Rocking Chair" that I am planning to finish. I need to tell Diane that I increased the amount of Glucosamine Chondroiton that I have been taking, and for the first time I think that taking it has been beneficial to me. For three days both of my knees have hurt less when I go running. Diane told me that she thought the treatment would be helpful, but I think I just took a token dose to see if anything got better. I couldn't tell anything happening, but after doubling the dosage I feel that I have improved. If necessary I could still increase one third more and be within the recommended dosage. (As you can tell I don't take much stuff unless it truly is beneficial.) Diane, I did order a large supply this week as I think it is helping and it certainly has not been harmful.

The "Bean Flipper" Chronicles

Dan Allred brought with him to the time share two wrist rockets ("bean flippers"). For ammunition he had marbles and some glass pebbles that can be purchased at All-a-dollar for a bag full. We walked around this little fishing pond next to the Fraser River and shot and shot until I broke the rubber tube on the flipper I was using. We had about used up the beads and marbles anyway. I did feel bad to break the flipper, but Dan had spare parts and implied that he could readily fix it. We didn't do it on the spot, because we were all shot out. We shot in the air, across the pond, at rocks, at sign posts, and tried to make the missiles skip on the water. We just had a genuinely good time. We built up an appetite, so we went to KFC for lunch. Eating is something that we did very well during the four days the Allreds were with us. We ate wonderful meals in the unit and at places we were visiting we ate the fare from the menu. We even had scrumptious ice cream cones and pastries. URP!!!!!!! Suffice it to say that it was not a time to be on a diet. gwh

Rocky Mountain National Park

(I was going to add another image, but the blogger has a mind of its own and will not accept another upload. So that is the way it is.) The unshown image was of Long's Peak, a high mountain over 14,000 feet in elevation. It is one of the famous land marks in Rocky Mountain National Park (RMNP). The park is vast, would compare with Grand Canyon National Park in size, except this one goes up and GCNP goes down. We saw hundreds of elk. In fact as we were driving back to the condo after dark elk were on the highway and we nearly hit two deer as they decided to cross in front of us. As we were driving home and the sun was setting there was a lovely coloration to the sky (see picture). Dan Allred calls the bird shown in a picture a "picnic robber." It is very aggressive in trying to get tidbits of food from the tourists. In the higher elevations there was some snow in the shady enclaves where the sun had not reached. Soon the area will be totally covered in snow, and the road over the top of the mountains in the park will be closed. At one entrance to the park is Grand Lake and at the other is Estes Park. Both are well established to extract money from the tourists. We had a wonderful lunch in Estes Park, and we lolled around the lake in a roadside park at Grand Lake. We fed some geese and ducks while lolling (just like back home).

Indian Peaks

Indian Peaks condominium exterior is shown opposite. We were in unit 201-B. It is the second floor entrance to the left of the globe shaped lamp. The other pics are interior shots. People shown are Dan and Deanna Allred and Clarine and me. The pictures give an indication of how the unit was furnished. There were two bedrooms, two baths and a balcony (not shown). the hot tub is located just inside the front door. There was a TV system but none of the channels carried LDS Conference. There was a wireless internet connection, and I was able to pick up a KSL stream that let us see some of the proceedings, but I kept losing the connection, so some of the talks we did not hear. Saturday night I drove to the Granby Branch Chapel (19 miles) and saw all of that priesthood session. It was very good to see and hear what was available. We arrived at the unit on Friday the 5th. Dan and Deanna arrived Late afternoon on Monday the 8th we had their company until Thursday evening when they drove home to Arvada (suburb of Denver). While they were with us we laughed a lot, reminisced, played games (Rook and Farkle), drove through Rocky Mountain National Park, walked around a small lake in Fraser shooting "bean flippers" (wrist rockets - Dan brought two.), and drove in the mountains near where the Yampa River starts (saw acres of leaves on the trees.) We drove home on Friday the 12th. I will blog about Rocky Mountain Park and our "bean flipper" escapade in separate blogs. gwh.