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Its fall according to the calendar. And here in Oklahoma the wind is blowing. And yes, the song is right---the wind comes sweeping down the plain. The pecan trees are shaking their leaves so the nuts will be coming down soon. I usually just let the squirrels have the pecans because I would eat them all if I have shelled ones to eat.
I've seen hummingbirds, and more spiders than I really wanted to see. And rain for tomorrow and lows will be in the 50s. That's getting cool enough for the grass to start hiding in the ground. That means less mowing. Halloween in October, Thanksgiving in November and Christmas in December. And then the year of 2020.
When Jerry was a child his family would go to Ma Hundley's house one time while all that was going on. Ma was Jerry's mother's name. But most of the time they would stay on the farm. My family didn't always go back to Dallas, but we went enough times that I remember.
We would usually travel at night. Dad told me later that he has to drive then because my brother And I would fight constantly. I would watch the stars in the sky over the Mojave desert, making up stories as we traveled. Cars were different right after WW2, and we could see through the big windows on the doors and the window on the back of the car. I didn't know the names of the stars, or even that there were stars with names. Sometime down the rode I would go to sleep.
There was one night trip that woke me up. At first I thought -- those stars are so bright! Then--this is so great-there are all kinds of colors coming from those stars. By then I was more awake and sat up. It wasn't stars--it was the lights in Las Vegas. They were so bright -- some blinking--some going up and down--some of the neon pieces were talking and some were moving...awesome!
In 2003 we took time for a vacation and were on our way to Yosemite to see the big trees. We went thru Las Vegas and it just wasn't the same. We stopped for breakfast and we went down the strip. And then over the dam. We got to see the west side of the water and the went on. We wound up spending the night in Kingston.
The last time I remember Kingston it had snowed and it was melting and so very slick. Dad helped us all into the room--don't remember food but I'm sure there was something. When we got up the next morning the snow was gone. The only thing I remember about Kingston is that dad couldn't believe that there was snow in the desert, I found out much later from instructors in college that there is a high desert and there is low desert.
It was so much fun to tell Jerry these things and then I'd ask him things that his family had done. Places thy had gone and all the fun times in their little community.
But that's for the next time
More later.
I've seen hummingbirds, and more spiders than I really wanted to see. And rain for tomorrow and lows will be in the 50s. That's getting cool enough for the grass to start hiding in the ground. That means less mowing. Halloween in October, Thanksgiving in November and Christmas in December. And then the year of 2020.
When Jerry was a child his family would go to Ma Hundley's house one time while all that was going on. Ma was Jerry's mother's name. But most of the time they would stay on the farm. My family didn't always go back to Dallas, but we went enough times that I remember.
We would usually travel at night. Dad told me later that he has to drive then because my brother And I would fight constantly. I would watch the stars in the sky over the Mojave desert, making up stories as we traveled. Cars were different right after WW2, and we could see through the big windows on the doors and the window on the back of the car. I didn't know the names of the stars, or even that there were stars with names. Sometime down the rode I would go to sleep.
There was one night trip that woke me up. At first I thought -- those stars are so bright! Then--this is so great-there are all kinds of colors coming from those stars. By then I was more awake and sat up. It wasn't stars--it was the lights in Las Vegas. They were so bright -- some blinking--some going up and down--some of the neon pieces were talking and some were moving...awesome!
In 2003 we took time for a vacation and were on our way to Yosemite to see the big trees. We went thru Las Vegas and it just wasn't the same. We stopped for breakfast and we went down the strip. And then over the dam. We got to see the west side of the water and the went on. We wound up spending the night in Kingston.
The last time I remember Kingston it had snowed and it was melting and so very slick. Dad helped us all into the room--don't remember food but I'm sure there was something. When we got up the next morning the snow was gone. The only thing I remember about Kingston is that dad couldn't believe that there was snow in the desert, I found out much later from instructors in college that there is a high desert and there is low desert.
It was so much fun to tell Jerry these things and then I'd ask him things that his family had done. Places thy had gone and all the fun times in their little community.
But that's for the next time
More later.
