The afternoon was all about Mom Frances and we went to Virginia's after we left Westwind House where Frances lived. We thought of Mom as Gene drank some of her wine that she kept on hand for a little glass every night. We smiled because she would say, "This is the first time it has rained since I've been here." We remembered other good times. Then we came back to the hotel and rested.
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| The morning traffic going west. |
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| The volcanos at Petroglyph Park. |
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| Mom Frances' perpetual calendar, EP on the Scavenger Hunts asked for a photo after I sketched it the other day. |
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| Mom's little plant that I have sketched many times as well. It droops, gets watered and peps up. Always blooming. |
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| The Sandia Mountains on the way back to the hotel. |
7 comments:
Love the light in that last photo!
Thanks, Joanna. I love those mountains. :)
Beautiful skies and good memories for you all.
Thanks, Regina. So true.
Thanks, Regina. So true.
That last picture is pretty cool. I'm glad you had good memories and some laughs. I wish you could bring the rain with you to OK.
Bag Blog, for such an occasion and with so many people, it has gone smoothly. The rain didn't amount to much, sorry to say. Just enough to get wet and then it went away.
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