We had the best afternoon for the longest time. We went to Marion to visit my Aunt Glenda and Uncle Jack. Glenda graciously agreed to take 8 dozen eggs off my hands so we took them over to her. We ended up visiting for two hours. Every time I spend time with either Aunt Glenda or Aunt Marylyn it is like getting a visit from my mother. Priceless!
We stopped at the cemetery in Florence on the way home. I hadn’t been by for a bit. I like to check and make sure the headstone is in good shape. Aunt Glenda had put out poinsettias and everything looked good.
I knitted for a bit before we went to Marion. I have the first repeat done and am starting on the second one. It is a bit bright but I think I will like it.
I have an egg delivery to make tomorrow in Cottonwood Falls. I will get rid of another three dozen eggs then. That will leave me with three more dozen in the refrigerator. I need to find some more regular egg customers.
We are going to have plain hamburgers for dinner when Jim gets done talking with his son. They usually chat for an hour so no rush to get dinner started. It won’t take me long to do hamburgers, veggies for me and potatoes for Jim. Not very original tonight.
The hills were so pretty this afternoon. Coming home the sun was setting and the shadows caused some beautiful scenes. I love the drive over to Marion – I think it goes through the heart of the Flint Hills.
Other than the egg delivery I don’t have any thing on my calendar tomorrow. Tuesday is the big day of the week – we take the trash to the curb. Wednesday and Thursday I have my Hot Line shifts. Jim is going to Stillwater one day this week to exchange cars and bring another load back up. Not sure when he is going yet. Someday soon I need to go to Wichita and go to Costco. My list of things I need from Costco is growing. We might try to go pay a visit to Aunt Marylyn when we go.
I didn’t get a nap today since we went visiting. I didn’t sleep very well last night. May be an early bedtime for me tonight.
I’m feeling a bit nostalgic this afternoon. Going to my parents graves and spending time with Aunt Glenda and Uncle Jack brought back so many memories from my past. It also reminded me how much we are missing out of due to the virus. May I never take for granted again the ability to go see the people I love.
Grateful for a wonderful visit with Aunt Glenda and Uncle Jack, grateful I am down to three dozen eggs (at least until I gather another 18 eggs tomorrow), and grateful for the beauty of the hills today.