ALERT: EXCUSE MY POOR SPELLING. MY SPELL CHECK WILL NOT WORK AT THE MOMENT AND I AM FRUSTRATED. ALAS!
We closed the business Sept. 30th, Sunday evening 2012. Sometimes I do not STOP and just think: I have so much, beyond imagination to be thankful for. The past year I have been so fortunate, and yet I still want to expand more and more and explore so many other things in what life I have left in this dimension.
The beginning of the season was good. I hired a cook... He was in his late 50's and he did a fine job, but had so many other issues in his life. Suddenly in July he could no longer work. I worked alone... into August. That means a lot of prep work... making soups, sauces, baking potatoes, and more things than most people would understand. Then the Universe gave me a fine young man. A 23 years old and able to handle the job.
My staff, meaning girls were pure magic and worked their sweet butts off for me. Business was way up and my health did not fail me...
I awoke this morning round 8 AM. I did go to bed early last night.
It was very cold this morning, but I had to GET OUT AND DISCOVER THE PLACES IN THE WOODS I LOVE TO WALK WITHIN... I have not taken any walks with the magic of nature since I opened Memorial Day Weekend...
I walked from the back door of the house to the highway. The Mighty Snake River is extremely LOW. One can see islands of sand, dead trees, and life that lives below the deep green waters. I walked to what I call the mouth of the Grand Canyon of The Snake River. My hands, and feet were freezing, but I could not stop climbing into the blue morning sky, the mist on the river and the clean air.
I finally turned around and walking back toward my house I turned into my sacred Green Cathedral. I have written about this space before. It was full of the symphony of bird, pine and cedar songs. The few yellow leaves of the quaking aspen were vibrating against the endless blue sky holding a half moon within it's loving arms.
I walked into my kitchen, made bacon, eggs and toast. Then walked up to the house to begin a cleaning project that I have neglected for months.
The tree squrills were every where. I have two that live behind my restaurant. I named the one FATSO. He actually got stuck in the drain pipe that goes into my dumpsters... his fat body did release itself because of the grease drippings... the other squirrel I named Squrilly Shirley... She can simply fly through the air.
Behind the house we have tree squirrels. One was on the ladder we have propped against the house because of painting projects. That damn squrill was on the top of ladder when I came home this afternoon. It scurried down the ladder steps. (I am not making this up...) then ran to the crab apple tree beside the sliding doors in the kitchen of the house. It sat on the end of a limb and began going up and down on the branch of the tree, which is laden with apples. The little critter was having a ball. There was another one in a cedar tree behind the crab apple tree. Cedar berries are not as big as the crab apples... crab apples are about the size of a marble... the poor bugger in the cedar tree could not compete with Crab apple Amusement Parks Rides.
I remember my Grandma Johnston making Crab apple Jelly when I was a little boy. She would hold the sealed jars up to sunlight to see the clarity and color of the jelly.
In Eastern Wyoming everyone has their "secret" places where Huckleberries grow. Where Morel Mushrooms grow... I love it because where I grew up in Northern Utah, we had to drive into the canyons to find Chokecherries... Sarvis Berries... and mushrooms? we left the mushroom hunting to the Ute Indians.
I played Beethoven on my piano today! I down loaded books from Amazon.com onto my I Pad...
I am so grateful I have so many gorgeous things in my life. Most of all nature, music, family and friends.
I plan to write about many things that drifted through my mind the past four months. Life is good.
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