Silver City

Jim and I took a day trip to Silver City which is about two hours from Boise. It is nestled about 6100 feet in the Owyhee Mountains. The last nineteen miles is a narrow twisting dirt road that proved to be quite nerve racking. "I sure hope it's worth it" I piped in. The minute we reached the city Jim announced that he was ready to go. The locals make it pretty clear that they don't appreciate tourists visiting their mountain. The only reason we stopped is because we both needed to use the outhouse and I was told the old cemetery was worth a look. The trip down was a little easier maybe because we were putting distance between us and that strange little city.

The garden is in!

After a false start I think I finally have the garden in. Last Saturday on our way home from Salt Lake City Jim and I stopped and bought six beautiful tomato plants. The next day (Mothers Day) Jim planted all the plants for me. Supposedly if you wait until Mothers Day you are safe from them freezing to death. Well, not this year. We had one cold night that killed four out of the six. So today I replaced the ones we lost and also planted eggplant, cauliflower, cantaloupe, and watermelon.

Back in the saddle

It is so nice to be home and feeling good. I attribute this to the excellent care I received from brother Jim and wife Diane. I could not have been in better hands. Not only did Jim drain my stomach tube like clock work he also encouraged me to walk everyday which helped me regain my energy. Diane did a fine job too changing my bandages, cooking and just providing a comfortable space. And their encouragement did wonders. Jim and I are thankful.

So now it's off to work tomorrow after spending a nice day with my boys. Life is sweet again.