Saturday, June 18, 2005

Belen ... a lazy Saturday in June ... almost the full moon and Summer Solstice
The trip to Kansas City was a delight. Travel went smoothly both ways, though long with all the terminal waiting and early arrival to catch the terrorists, egads!

Albuquerque to Kansas City has a weird flight schedule, two times daily, 6:10 a.m. or 7:35 p.m. either way. I chose the early flight going and the late one coming back. Char, who was driving from Nebraska City, Nebraska, picked me up at the airpot on her way into town and we met Kay John Helms at the hotel and off we went to the Elephant Bar for lunch. That began a fun, hilarious weekend with women I have known since 1942. We continued on together through high school, scattered for college and marriage with family ... but we (9 of us) stayed connected through the process of a Round Robin letter ... it goes around and around like the Energizer Bunny ... you take out your old letter and put in a new one. From time to time we would have a live reunion and lately they are more often as we get older. We don't want to miss a thing! Six of us made it this time and here we are:



..........Me..........Joanne.......JoAnn.......Kay.......Jean..........Char

The garden view from our rooms ...



Our departure date was Monday and everyone had a flight home at a decent hour. Mine was 7:35 p.m., remember? The suttle to the airport was $45, so I decided to rent a car for the day and did just that and drove myself to the airport. It was a fun, wonderful day. I found a large regional library near the airport and spent several hours there checking email and doing a little business. Mimi's Cafe, one of my favorites, was right around the corner for a delicious lunch. The car seat folded flat so an after lunch nap was in order.

I have to say that Kansas City is a beautiful metropolis. The trees are magnificent. The natives are most friendly. Shopping and food? You'd think you were in the SF Bay Area. Drawback? Weather, of course. We did experience some rain and the frequent tornado watches, ho-hum, but that doesn't compare to what happens in the winter time. Shhh-h-h, I know. I grew up in Nebraska, remember? Well, maybe you don't.

I had intended to go to a movie in the p.m. but had so much fun just driving around that, poof, it was time to return the car and head for the gate.

Will end this by saying that I have a ticket for California for Wednesday and will be flying out there for a week. This is support the airlines month. Looking forward to it.

This is home now and the memory I leave while traveling, the West Belen Mesa with the Manzanos to the East. Photo courtesy of friend Jim Van Hoose.

Wednesday, June 08, 2005

Hola from New Mexico ... looks like I got blogged down in "stuff" here at home. So will touch on the highlights with some pictures. I arrived home to Belen on Saturday, April 23rd.

Spring did not happen when the calendar said it should. We jumped right into HOT summer. But then the tables turned and now spring/early summer is here like it's supposed to be. Wonderful cool mornings, warmer afternoons, and cool breezes again at night. Glorious sun, no wind, just lazy days.

On April 26th Doris Walenta and Mary Ryan came to town to visit their land ...

(still looking for their picture ...)

... with dinner after at the Luna Mansion.



I am remembering a fun day on Saturday, April 30th in Albuquerque at The Pit(a huge indoor colliseum) where Gary Plapp and I went to the Gathering of Nations, my first, where the Native Americans gather for dancing ...



... and eating and socializing. The "dress" is breathtaking together with the dancing.

The male ...



The female ...



... and the child.



The Harmonious Earth Community garden is planted this year with a Goddess Garden overlooking it all. This statue of Quan Yin is gifted from my garden to theirs, since I have two that came all the way with me from California to New Mexico.



The community greenhouse.



Betts and Barbara working in the Goddess Garden.



Chief Gardener, Carol Hart, is holding one of 25 bare root poplar trees gifted to the community by Betts, plus 25 hackberry bushes, that will become part of the windbreak in our experimental garden on the mesa. These plants are planted in mesa soil in new containers to give them a gift of life on the mesa while becoming established.



And here is the King of the Garden ...



... HRH Pierre Peacock!

In May our community was invited with others to the Michael Melendrez (Trees that Please) annual Arboretum Open House ...



... and here's Mike, always teaching, and we are always learning.



He told us all about making humus for the soil (earthworms and other beasties) and how to plant trees in New Mexico, and we bought the video .... which a focus group of our community is in the process of learning all about. We have an ambitious plan to write a grant to buy and plant one million oak trees to help return New Mexico (at least our Mesa) to its native forested state. I am a member of this group when not traveling.

I am also charged with researching and teaching others how to bring in the water the Hopi way, a process that I am familiar with. I wrote an article on this 10 years ago, imagine that. It involves labyrinths, water jars ... meditation and other-worldly things.

On May 14th, as a group we visited Ben Brown's labyrinth project on his land.





That's Dianne Warshak and me walking the labyrinth.

On the same day we visited Mesa Tom's property where Tom proudly showed us his new well, pump, his gazebo and water feature for all to enjoy. Here we are filling water jugs to help Tom water the thirsty plants. Remember this is high, 5,000 feet, dry desert.



And the water feature that Tom is building. There is a pool for circulating water on the far side.



Somehow I missed a shot of Tom's wonderful gazebo up on the top of his little hill. Folks gather there for gorgeous sunsets aplenty.

Seemingly always busy, I flew to Salt Lake City on May 27th, rented a car and drove to Evanston, Wyoming, to attend grandson Gregory Stone's high school graduation on the 28th. Grandpa (Pops) Bob Stone and wife Dorothy (good friend, too) drove up from Riverside, California, and we all had a grand time. Mom Cathy Stone was under the weather with pneumonia and was supposed to be on strict bedrest, but nothing was going to stop her from her son's graduation.

The graduate's family ....



Get the red shoes!



Paternal grandparents ... Joline and Bob.



Other paternal grandparents ... Dorothy and Bob.



Just friends ... Greg and Suzie off to college together.



Am now preparing this week to fly on Friday to Kansas City for MY high school buddies (the Round Robin 9 group) 75th birthday celebration. Later in the month a flying trip to California before preparing the rig to hit the road again on July 9th. Whew!

Take a deep breath and smell the roses.

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